The sad boy, bad boy.

I thought you "preferred to be alone" I said leaning against my locker rolling my eyes, trying my best to avoid eye contact with him, by turning my head to the side."I do." He said putting his hand next to my head, leaning over me.

"But..." He paused looking to see if anyone else was around us. "I'd rather be alone with you." He whispered slamming his lips against mine and pushing me against my locker.

"What the fuck!" I said pushing him off of me. I looked up at him to see a huge smirk plasters across his face.