Mr. Bad Boy Saved Me

My Stalker.

Maya's P.O.V

I woke up with my alarm ringing my favorite song, 'You Make Me Feel' by Cobra Starship. I roll over and sit up to check the date.

It's the weekend! The good thing about the weekends is no bullies or mother. She stays out then comes home Monday evening. I always have the house to myself on the weekends.

I got up and changed into my shorts and a big sweater. Then I grab my sunglasses and go downstairs with my iPod.
I go into the kitchen and grab an apple. After eating, I went back in the living room and connected my iPod to my mom's stereo.
Every Monday night she uses this and has friends over to blast music all night. I have to cover my ears with huge pillows just to sleep.

I put on 'Girlfriend' by Avril Lavinge and started moving my hips and jumping to the words as I sang along.

"hey! hey! you! you!
I don't like your girlfriend!
no way! no way!
I think you need a new one
hey! hey! you! you!
I could be your girlfriend
hey! hey! you! you!
I know that you like me
no way! no way!
No, its not a secret
hey! hey! you! you!
I could be your girlfriend."

I snap back into reality when I hear a motorcycle. I know all of my neighbors and none of them have a motorcycle so, whoever that was is a stranger.
I walk to the window and look out to see a boy removing his helmet. That boy was Lucas. What on earth is this boy doing here? How did he even know where I live?

'Maya calm down. He's probably not here for you.', I told myself. I was cut out of my thoughts with a knock on the door.

"Oh god, please tell me it is the mail man.", I said looking through the peek hole. There I saw him standing there licking his lips.
Just kill me once and for all. What do I do now?
"Maya, I know your in here. Open the door now!", he demanded.
Who does this boy thinks he is coming here and telling me what to do? I just stood there staring at the door.

"Open the door or your mom is going to need a new door!", he said.
What is he talking about?
Maya I am counting to ten. Open or I break this door down.", he threats.

Lord, why do you hate me so much?

"One", he counts.
I quickly open the door a little and stand in front so he won't enter. There he was with his arms crossed and a smirk across his face.

"Nice outfit.", he said raising his eyebrows and winking at me.
"What do you want, Lucas?", I snapped.

"Well, since you asked, I was coming around and I heard music so, I decided to crash your party.", he said.

"Okay, first of all, I'm not a party type. Second of all, you knew exactly that I live here.", I said.
"Okay, fine you caught me, babe.", he said moving towards me.

"Don't call me babe. I am not your babe. Go away!", I said about to close the door but he pushed on it.
"I wouldn't do that if I was you, sweetheart.", he said.

"What's with you and listening?", I said angrily.
"Don't get all hot on me." he said.

"I keep telling you to leave me alone. Why  can't you listen? I don't want you talking to me or near me.", I said.
"Whoa hot stuff hold your truck. You think that I am going to listen to rules. I think you should know by now that am not one of those guys who follows rules.", he said.

"Okay, stop calling me hot stuff and I was hoping that yesterday you learned your lesson to leave me alone.", I said.

"Oh come on, don't be like that.", he said reaching out his hands to touch me. I moved away.
"Just go away Lucas.", I said.