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The bad boy's heart

The bad boy's heart

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He pushes me up against the locker, his hands grasping mine above my head. My breath hitches as his eyes connect to mine. my breathing becomes heavy and I'm sure he can hear my heart thumping out of my chest. My cheeks tinge pink as I realise we are millimetres away from eachother. If I move my head slightly our lips would be touching. He moves his head closer, my heart beat picks up and I'm scared I'm going to have a heart attack, right here, right now. His head moves in slowly his mouth hovers over mine until he moves it to my ear and whispers huskily. "Mm, you're cute when you blush." Credit to @kellyisdun for making the cover :)
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"I'm not afraid of you," I tried to say confidently. He smirked while placing his hands on my hips. My breathing stopped for a few seconds but then continued when I remembered my goal was to be courageous. He licked a spot on my neck, and I narrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He gently wrapped a hand around my neck. "You might sound confident, but I can taste the fear," he whispered into my ear. His voice was very intimidating and almost sent tingles down my spine. ALMOST. But I was done being afraid of this monster. I was done feeling inferior to him. "There's no doubt that you taste fear. Here's the real question: is it my fear that you taste, or is it yours?" I asked bravely. I gasped when he tightened his hold a little and pinned me to the wall. I stared into his cold eyes as he stared into mine. He smirked when our breathing came to a match. Then he did the last thing I would expect: he kissed me. Warning: This story has mature contents.

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