The bad boyhood

The bad boyhood

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"I dare you to...." He paused thinking of something to say. He looked around and finally settled his gaze on the bad boy. "Kiss poppins" he said smirking.uh -huh ,wait what ? Eh ,ahhh w...... Yeah pretty ugh described how I felt. My breath hitched in my throat,as I starred at him. Was this some sort of sick joke,or something? Was he kidding? Cause this wasn't funny. It was like the noise had stopped, heck the whole world was silent. The music, loud cheers, mummers and banters all stopped. Except the pounding of my heart against my rib cage. I was scared the rest of the people could hear it. Oh no. It was getting hard to breathe, like I was drowning in fear. This was my first kiss and even though I wasn't about 'love' at least I wanted it to be special or at least someone that didn't despise me, if you get my drift. Blaq hated me with everything he had in him how was going to just kiss him. Everyone's gaze had been locked on me but the most intense were that of the bad boy's.They bore undoubtedly at me with a spark of amusement in them.he seemed to be taking it likely while I on the other hand was freaking out. __________________________________________ Join these two, both with intriguing past,together in the present to find what the future unfolds. .
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"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

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