The Players Corruption

Chapter 2: Favor

A/N Hey Guys so this might not be the best chapter I have written but I have my younger sister crying in the background so this is the best I could do. Please comment and vote thanks!

Chapter 2:

I open my mouth to scream and a hand covers my mouth. So naturally I do what any sane person would do... I bit the hand.

I scramble backwards and reach for the nearest thing I can find which just so happens to be a broom. I take it and start whacking the person with it. By the shadow the peron casts, I am fairly certain it's a boy. 

"Die creep!" I yell while continuing to hit him.

"What the heck?!?! What on earth is wrong with you?!" I know that low, sexy voice. It belongs to none other than Noah Stone.

I stop hitting him and just stare at him. And then I start whacking him again.

"Ow!" whack "Stop!" whack "Why are you still hitting me?" 

Finally I stop. "That is for scaring the absolute crap out of me."

"So if it wasn't me, you honestly think a broom is going to stop him?" He scoffs.

"It was the first thing I could get ahold of! And maybe if you hadn't dragged me into the closet like a rapist I wouldn't have responded the way I did" I seeth.

As my eyes adjust to the dim light I can make out his signature panty dropping smirk. "It isn't rape if you want it to happen"

I scoff "Please, I'd rather stab myself with a fork than become another notch on your belt"

My comment doesn't faze him at all. "You're feisty. I like that."

I glare at him. Even if he is the most gorgeous being I have ever seen in my life, I will not belike every other pathetic girl that hopes she will be the one to change him. Everytime a girl makes a spectacle of herself, begging him to take her back, I find myself hating his stupid ways more and more. A plan begins to formulate in my mind on how to take him down a peg or two. I shove the thought out of my head and focus on the situation at hand.

"So are you going to explain why you pulled me into the janitors closet?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, I have a problem you see and I was wondering if you could help me out with it".

I gaze at him in utter horror "No way am I sleeping with you. Go find some other desperate girl".

He doubles over in laughter. I watch him, confused as to why he is laughing. I continue to stare at him until he finally straightens up, wiping fake tears from his eyes.

"Not that kind of a problem," suddenly he smirks yet again and steps closer. I back up and he follows me until my back hits the wall. I gulp nervously. "Although that could be a part of the agenda as well".

Now before anything else happens, I have to admit something. When I get nervous or uncomfortable, I have this tendancy to start ranting on and on. And it usually leads to embarrassing revelations.

"No! I don't want to be treated like the other girls you use are. Like some of them ae good people and you destroyed them. I mean granted not all of them are but you get the point. And it is disgusting how you think that that is all that matters in life because I am here to tell you buddy, it's not. Plus I don't even know what to do! I haven't even kissed a guy so it might be bad and then I will be the only girl in the school you haven't slept with and then people will ask why and you will say how crappy I was and then no guy will ever talk to me again. But you are hot, like really hot and if I was going to do it with someone it might as well be you."

The second I finish I slap my hand over my mouth and Noah stares at me with his mouth hanging slightly open. Slowly he closes it and starts to grin while I look on confused as to why he is grinning like the cat who got the canary.

"I have never heard someone talk so much in one sentence. It doesn't surprise me that you think I'm hot though. I mean look at me." He gestures to his body and I can't help looking because he isn't lying.

Seriously Rose could you be any more desperate? I thought you didn't want to be like all the other annoying girls that pine over him. 

Yeah but he is just so attractive. 

And egotistical. So don't show him the effect you have on him.

Oh my god I'm arguing with myself. How sad is that?

It is pretty sad actually.

Oh shut up voice.

"You are, without a doubt, the most narcissistic person I have ever met in my life." 

He continues to grin unaffected, but eventually he grows serious.

"Listen scarf girl-"

I interrupt him. "The name is Rose. If you are going to be asking me for favors the least you could do is have the decency to remember my name."

He looks at me unaffected. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl," I squirm "Listen Rose, I know we don't know each other very well and I don't intend to get to know  you," I wince. That hurt. "But I really need help and you are the only one who seems immune to my charms." He runs his hand down my arm and I shiver. He smirks in response. "Mostly anyway. Plus you are the only one who doesn't want to sleep with me so that kind of makes you my only option."

I roll my eyes. "Out with it already."

"I need you to be my girlfriend."

AN Shorter chapter sorry. I will try to update as soon as possible. Vote and comment thanks!