Dating The Bad Girl (A Nathan Sykes FanFic)

Chapter 3: "He Know All The Tricks!"

I woke up the next morning with a hangover. I guess I had TO MUCH fun last night. I never knew those boys knew how to get pissed. I sat up and dug out my medicine from my stuff. I took some pills for my headache. 

I dragged out my outfit for today. One of my favorite ones (------>).

I walked downstairs and all eyes fell on me...AGAIN! I sighed and sat down on the sofa, pulling out my phone. I began playing temple run, not giving a shit that everyone was starring at me. The good thing is, is that the girls from yesterday were gone.

"What?!" I yelled, trying to get them to stop starring.

"Your outfit," Nathan stuttered. "It's nice."

I groaned and went back to my room. I started planning right away.

"Maybe I'll do something evil and make him take the blame for it," I whispered. "I'll ruin his fame. I'll break him. This....will be awesome."

I ran downstairs and called Nathan over. His eyes showed fear. I managed to pull of a smile. A believable, FAKE smile. He walked over to me.

"What?" He asked.

"I want you to come with me," I said flirtatiously. "I have something we could do."

I ran my fingers through his hair and smiled. I starred into his eyes, making it that much more flirtatious. He smiled and shook his head 'no'.

"I'm sorry I can't," he said. I pretended to be sad.

"Oh," I said "sadly". "Okay."

"Don't try it," he said. "You're pretending. I know it. You don't like me."

I looked at him wide eyed.

"How did you know?" I whispered.

"I know you," he said, pulling my body against his. "So just turn it off."

He let me go and went back and sat down on the sofa. I growled and stormed upstairs and into my room.

"How did he know?!" I yelled. "Does he know?! HE DOES! He knows all the tricks!"

With all that yelling, my headache just got worse. I sighed and sat on the bed before loggin onto my twitter and looking at Nathan's profile.

Latest tweets:

'Just got a girlfriend! @theLondonRebel' 

I went wide eyed and stormed downstairs.

"YOU ARSE HOLE!" I yelled at Nathan. "I'M NOT YOUR DAMN GIRLFRIEND!"

"Aww babe," he said. Everyone looked at me, shocked. Nathan walked over to me and tried to hug me but I backed away.

"YOU LITTLE PRICK!" I yelled. I tried to run upstairs but he grabbed my wrist. I looked at him, anger clearly shown on my face.

"Let...go..of...me..NOW!" I yelled, trying to pull my wrist out of his grip. He smirked and came closer. His other hand grabbed my other wrist and then he pinned me against the wall. My back stuck against the wall as Nathan came closer and pressed his body on top of mine. I struggled.

"Don't fight it," he whispered before kissing my lips. I went into a major rage. I pulled my lips off his.

"Don't kiss me!" I yelled. "You and I aren't together! Got IT?!" 

I stormed upstairs and threw myself on the bed. I looked at my hands. For the first time, they were warm. 

Is Nathan having an effect on my body?

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The photo over there -----> is her badass outfit which I fell in love with.

The video is what I believe to be Marsha's theme song for when she tried to "flirt" with Nathan. She was pretending to be someone she isn't.

So anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter. I enjoyed writing it. BIG shout out to my bestfriends Alexandra and Rachel, who have been my biggest inspirations. Thanks you SOO much for being my best friends. 

Also, Alex and Rach inspired me to write this. SO YAY!

anyway, comment what you think. Please vote, it would help out a lot. and hope you enjoy the "book".

-Marsha