Angel's Bad Boy

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Chapter 15: It's huge

“Aren’t you feeling hot?” Ally asked with a sigh and I shook my head without replying.

“How can you wear long sleeves in that weather?” Justin asked in disbelief and the other guys nodded. Ace was sitting in front of him, not uttering a word. He was staring at me as if I was a great mystery.

“I want to!” I exclaimed and Rachel rolled her eyes.

“So how was the dinner with Rosy?” she asked with concern. She knew everything about me. Ally and Rachel were my best friends so naturally they know all my weaknesses, including my problem with cutting.

“As usual” I responded with a shrug. She didn’t answer so I rose my head to look at her only to realize that she was glaring at my sleeves. She knew. She knew what I did. As if picking up all the pieces of a puzzle, her eyes widened and she stared at me.

“Oh no! You didn’t!” she sneered in anger and stood up. The guys seemed taken back by her outburst at first. She pulled my arm so that we were walking away from them. When we were finally outside, she pulled up my sleeves and she was breathing heavily. Ally walked to us and when she saw the cuts, she shook her head.

“Why?” she mumbled and pulled back my sleeves so that my cuts were hidden.

“You promised you wouldn’t do it again” Rachel said and took a step backwards as if I burnt her.

“Her words got to me, Chel” I said while looking at the ground.

“When you already fucking know that she will try to make you feel like shit, then why do you go?” She sneered in anger. “You’re cutting yourself! Do you realize how sick it sounds?” she said and I could see her eyes becoming watery. “I don’t wanna lose you like this, Angel!” she sobbed and I wrapped my arms around her. Ally hugged both of us.

“I’m not going to die” I mumbled and Ally smacked the back of my head.

“If you continue doing this shit, one day, you’ll bleed to death” Ally said and took a deep breath. “Stop doing this, Angel” she pleaded.

“You’re not the only one hurt, you’re hurting us too” Rachel sobbed and I rolled my eyes. “You need help, Angel” she sighed.

“I’m sorry” I groaned. “Now please stop crying” I begged when I saw the guys walking to us. She wiped her tears away and glared at me.

“The next time you do this, I’ll kill you” she said confidently, making my eyes go wide.

“You do that, I’ll haunt you” I whispered when the guys reached us.

“Why did you go in a hulk mode?” Daniel questioned Rachel who simply shrugged. Ace was standing behind the boys and I could see him pulling on a cigarette.

“None of your concern” She said and Daniel faked hurt.

“You should really stop hurting my feelings” he pouted and I could see Rachel smiling.

“Guys, we need to get to class” Ted said and we all looked at him as if he lost his mind. Come on! One of the bad boys just told us to get to class! “The teacher’s sexy as hell” he explained and we all nodded in comprehension. The guys started walking away, leaving Ace and I behind. I was going to follow them, but Ace wrapped his hand around my wrist making me wince in pain. He quickly looked at me with concern and walked to me.

“Are you okay?” he asked emotionless and I nodded. “You’re sure?” he asked making me nod again. “Will you talk?” he asked while rolling his eyes. I smiled and shook my head. “You’re infuriating as ever” he groaned making me chuckle. I love annoying the bad boy. “What about we ditch?” he asked while looking at our friends who were waiting for us by the door. Going to class wasn’t tempting right now. I nodded with a grin and he smirked. He motioned to the guys to go away. Ally and Rachel blew me some kisses and were wiggling their eyebrows making me roll my eyes. Those friends!

“So where are we going?” I asked with excitement bubbling in my stomach. He grinned and shuffled my hair making me groan.

“So now you’re talking?” he asked teasingly. “Well, I’m not telling you” he said sticking his hands in the pocket of his jean as we walked to the parking.

“Well, I’m not going then” I said and stopped walking. He glared at me and I glared back. He was sure a handsome thing. His messy hair made me want to run my hand in it.

“Don’t act like a kid” he said.

“Tell me where we’re going” I commanded while crossing my arms, trying to look intimidating but I could see the corners of his lips lifting. “Oh princess” he started in a low husky voice as he walked nearer to me so that we were pressed against each other. “Don’t make me do this” he said with a grin and I looked at him in confusion.

“Do what?” I questioned and before I could react, I was thrown over his shoulder. I was having the view of his ass. Not complaining! But unfortunately, I felt all my blood rushing to my head. “Put me down!” I screamed and I could hear him chuckling. That sexy sound!

“You forced me” he simply replied.

“I’m going to vomit on you” I lied so that he would put me down.

“Do it” he said and I punched his back. “Did you just punch me?” he asked and I could hear surprise in his tone. He put me back on the ground with his hand on my waist.

“Yeah, I did” I huffed and stuck my tongue at him like the five year old kids do.

“The next time you stick your tongue at me, I’ll bite it” he whispered in my ears, making my whole body shiver. My breath hitched when he buried his head in the crook of my neck and pecked my skin before pulling away. “Now let’s go” he said but I was frozen. He smirked when he realized that he did had an effect on me. “Come on, princess” he said and chuckled.

“Why do you call me princess?” I questioned once I was out of my daze.

“Because I can’t call you Angel as it’s already your name” he explained as if it was obvious. “Would you prefer babe?” he asked, wearing his usual smirk.

“Let’s stick to princess” I said, horrified by the idea of being called babe. Only one person used to call me babe. That person was Ryan.

“We’re here” he said as we stood in front of a death machine.

“Tell me you’re kidding and your car is somewhere near” I pleaded while staring at the motorcycle.

“I’m not kidding and this is my baby” he said as he took the helmet and gave it to me.

“I’m not getting on that” I said and started walking away but again, he wrapped his hand around my wrist, making me hiss at the horrible pain

“What happened to your arm?” he questioned while staring at my hand.

“I fell on it this morning” I lied and watched as he stared at me suspiciously.

“You fell on your hand this morning?” he questioned and I nodded.

“I’m not getting on that” I said, trying to change the subject.

“I’ll make you” he said while crossing his arm over his chest. Him, on the contrary of me, sure looked really intimidating. “I promise you I’m going to go slow” he said, rolling his eyes.

“Pinky swear?” I questioned and chuckled when he stared at me in disbelief.

“Pinky swear” he repeated and wrapped his pinky finger around mine. His eyes roll didn’t go unnotice.

“I can’t believe I made the bad boy pinky swear!” I laughed and stopped when he glared at me.

“If I hear anyone talking about it, I’ll run over you with my baby” he threatened motioning to his huge motorcycle. “Now hop on” he ordered.

“It’s huge! Help me” I asked and he rolled his eyes.

“If only you saw my pen-” he started but I slapped my hand over his mouth.

“Finish that sentence and I’ll kick you” I said and watched as he chuckled against my hand. He wrapped his hand around my waist and lifted me over the motorcycle and then hopped on it too.

“Hold on tight” he commanded.

“Hold on what?” I questioned, looking for something to hold on. He sighed and took my hands and wrapped it around his waist.

“Ready?” he asked. Damn, I was blushing just because I was holding him.

“No!” I exclaimed and felt his body vibrate when he laughed. Then, he started driving.

God! Protect me!

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