Rude Boy

Rude Boy

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If I'm being honest, he was the type of guy I might find cute enough to stalk on Instagram. Of course, there I was with lettuce hanging out of my mouth and my hair much too messy to be passed off as "windswept." It didn't matter, though. There was nothing to look at, because being rude is not cue and this guy was definitely rude. *This story is a draft in progress. I appreciate any feedback, but please comment with politeness*
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Skylar Hi, I'm Skylar, but friends call me Sky. Actually, I don't have many of them. I'm shy and rather awkward. I think too much and feel too much, all at once. I'm just a normal girl who goes to the university, and whose life is going to change after meeting...him. Ace Fuck off! I'm not telling you anything about me, you motherfuckers. My life is not your fucking business! ~ *WARNING! This story contains mature content, strong language and self-harm.* "You like it when I say your name, hm?" His voice was so soft. "Skylar" He said and placed a soft kiss on my neck. I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side unconciously, giving him better access. His one hand was still wrapped around my neck and the other one was on my waist, holding me tight. His mouth detached on my neck, giving it gentle kisses. It felt so good that I couldn't move or do anything. I was completely frozen. I never felt like this before. No one has ever had such influence on me. I couldn't pull away from him, even if I wanted to. However, his hand traveled down from my waist and went under my blouse and that was like a bucket of cold water. I opened my eyes and jumped back a little, instantly missing his warm touch. But hello?? I don't know him. And I'm definitely not that kind of girl who makes out with random guys at parties. He opened his mouth with wonder, I was sure he didn't expect such a turn of events. I stepped back, looking at him with my parted lips. "I...uhm...I need to go. M-my friend is probably looking for me." I said quickly, turned around, and left the room, leaving him confused.

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