Running from the Bad boy //Chris Schistad

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"So, Christoffer...why are you with my daughter?" My dad says shutting the door

"Oh, because she's kind, gorge-" Chris starts

"Dad, I don't know who he is. He just walked me home." I say

What the fuck is Chris going on about.

"So you two aren't together?" My dad asks

"No!" I yell out "don't you have to be somewhere?" I ask Chris wanting him to leave

"Not that I know of, no" he says looking all innocent

"And what does 'Penetrators' mean?" My dad asks pointing to Chris Penetrator jumper.

Chris was about to explain to my dad when I had to cut it.

"Okay! Chris, I need to talk to you." I say "Alone. Outside" I grab his arm and drag him towards the front door

"Bye Mr Larsen! It was nice meeting you!" He yells out waving to my dad

Once we are outside I shut the door and make sure my dad can't hear us.

"Whatever your doing. Stop." I say to him poking his chest with my index finger.

"Stop what?" He says backing me up against a wall and only now do I realise that he is a whole head taller than me.

We where very close to each other right now.

And by close I mean that I could feel the heat radiating off his body onto mine. Even in this cold air.

He's looking into my eyes and I can't seem to break the gaze.

My breath hitches and suddenly it's like I can't breath.

"Chris, sto-" I stutter

"What Nicole? You want me to stop?" He says lowly taunting me

Yes! I want you to stop. My heart is beating fast and I still can't breath properly.

Until I finally let myself breath.

"No" I whisper

"No what?" He asks eyes flickering down to my lips

"No, don't stop" I sigh giving in to the temptations

He smirks like he's won and lowers his lips down onto mine.

The butterflies in my stomach are fluttering so hard that I almost feel sick and the feeling.

He was gentle. Slow, but by no means boring.

He had one hand up against the wall beside my head and his other hand holding my cheek.

We let go of the kiss, both gasping for air.

"I should go" he says

I nod slowly