"Oh really? I always get what I want sweetheart."
"But you are never gonna get me." I kick him in his family jewels. He falls to the ground. I sit on him and continuously punch him in the face. His nose started to bleed and he was about to pass out...
I don't know why but I was excited for school today. Or maybe I do, and it certainly has something to do with this sweet, hot, sexy and considerate guy.
As I stand there infront of my mirror fixing myself and lost in my thoughts, I didn't even realize there was a new presence in my room. Warm hands wrapped around my waist pulling me into them. I gasped and turned around only to find the same guy who's been occupying way too much space in my thoughts nowadays.
He was dressed in a nice midnight blue t-shirt paired with black jeans and his regular black leather jacket. His hair was a nice hot mess. Overall he looked fucking hot.
"What are you doing here?" I ask him completely surprised. I thought we had planned to meet at school.
"Well. I couldn't wait until then and I also wanted to take my girl to school. Is that so wrong?" He asks while pouting.
"Okay, stop making that face." I grumble. He was just too cute to deny.
"Has someone dressed up for me today?" He asks with a smirk.
I immediately blush as he asks so, because he was one hundered percent correct. Not that he needed to know.
"And why would you think so?" I ask him.
I was wearing a nice burgundy colored top with a pair of ripped denim shorts and my black leather jacket. I had applied some mascara and lip gloss, and had curled my hair as well. So maybe I did dress up and maybe it was for this goof. But he really, seriously didn't need to know that.
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"Well..." He starts as he turns me around and now both of us were facing the mirror. "For starters, you applied whatever shiny thing that is on your lips." He says while one hand of his was on my thigh right below the hem of my shorts rubbing slow cirlces while the other traced my lips ever so slightly with his fingers.
There was a deep tension forming in the pit of my stomach as he continued doing so. His warm breath on my neck, his lips against my shoulders in soft touches were just adding to that pit of fire. Before I could turn around and claim his luscious lips, he pulls back with a knowing smirk on his stupidly handsome face.
"Come one now. We are getting late babe." He tells as he saunters out my room.
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We had soon arrived at the school. Aiden's car itself brought him a lot of attention and now the fact that both of us got out of his car together, spread a whole another type of fire and rumours.
He locked his car and came to my side, resting his hand on my waist and pulling me close to him. I could never get tired of his possessive side. Mostly because I found it hot. And believe me he definelty doesn't need to know that too.
