Winning over The Bad Boy(Do you wanna play a game)

Chapter: 21

I have been getting ready for twenty minutes now. Every five I hear Ryder whining about how long I'm taking. I just finished straightening my hair and curling the bottoms into loose, natural waves. I'm now working on fixing my make up from school. I walked out of my bathroom to find Ryder lying upside down and half way off my bed looking at the celling. "Weirdo." I mumbled and walked into my closet. I searched through my dresses until I found one I was literally in love with.

I wore it once when I went to this fancy dinner with my mom to meet her boss. It was white with a black out line on the bottom. It had sleeves that reached my elbows. I literally loved this dress. I pulled out black pumps to match the outfit. ( A/N PICTURE OF DRESS TO THE SIDE)

I pulled off my clothes that I wore to school and slipped the dress on. I zipped up the dress, don't ask me how, because it was a very painful experience.

I could have sworn I ripped my dress; I might have also tripped over my heels and fell face first into a pile of clothes on the ground. I walked out of my closet and to my dresser. I sprayed some of my favorite perfume on my neck and wrists, rubbing them together.

It was from Victoria's Secret and it cost like sixty-five bucks; it was worth it though. I walked back into my bathroom and brushed my teeth. I walked back out of the bathroom, grabbed my phone from my side table and walked over to Ryder.

He was asleep and he looked so peaceful. "Come on." I said in a low voice shaking him gently. He groaned and rolled over. "Ryder, get up." I stood up from my squatting position with my hands resting on my hips. He groaned again. I slapped his butt as hard as I could, but of course, it did nothing.

How could someone's butt be that firm? "I like when you slap my butt, flower." Ryder purred in a husky voice. I rolled my eyes. "Come on, I'm ready." I said while walking to the door.

I heard him huff then footsteps approaching me. He wrapped his arms around my waist. "You look beautiful." He whispered into my ear. I could feel the butterflies awakening inside me. "But, I liked your other outfit better, it showed less body parts." He added then stepped away.

What was that supposed to mean? Whatever, tonight I'm going to have fun. No hangovers though, I hate those biotches. I walked out of my room with Ryder trailing behind me. "I need to grab something out of my car first." I said while walking down the stairs.

He nodded. "Do you just wanna bring your car to my house?" He asked and I looked at him like he was stupid. "Heck no!" I yelled at him. He held his hands up in defense. "It was just a suggestion." I looked at him like he was dumb. "Sorry I snapped, but I just don't like to take my car out, I don't even drive it to school, it's too precious to me." I explained and he nodded.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the garage door turning the light on. I walked up to my Aston Martin and Ryder followed closely behind me. I opened up the car door and slid into the drivers seat searching the cup holders.

"T-this is your car?" He asked in awe. I smiled at him. "It was Logan's. He gave it to me." I said with a sad smile. He looked down and me and smiled at me sadly. I found what I was looking for and pulled the mirror down. I applied the light pink lipstick to my lips. Ryder's eyes burned into the side of my face as he watched my movements closely.

"Really? That's what you needed?" He asked as I stepped out my car. I nodded at him, "and this." I said while holding up a key. I grabbed my house key and phone in one hand and walked up to Ryder. I slid both of them into his front pocket. When I looked back up at him he raised an eyebrow.

"What? You expect me to carry that crap all night.?" I questioned more so to myself then continued, "yeah, right." I scoffed and started walking to the garage door that leads to my driveway. I pushed the button that opens it, we both stepped out, and then I entered the pin to close it.