Addicted To The Bad Boy

average. I left the windows open the previous night, so the c

ached for my phone and started to scroll my social media.

e to read. I doubted Hannah would be

ng you.” It

ving me. I started

would I think that is edgy or sexy? That is something you call

felt the embarrassment sh

great sense of humor.” He typed back. I was grateful he d

lothes that Hannah and I got from the mall. I would definitely be wearing th

say?’ I sta

be of servic

be of service.” I thought, ‘Oh, God

isgusting or gross sweaty. I started to type. I was glad this w

.” I tossed my phone and screamed. I sounde

ocked on

oor open and had concern written on her fa

someone in the window.” I pointed.

oor.” She slowly closed the do

open this. I thought I might die. I neede

o try.” He adde

to mess up your relationship with

on't do the dating thing. Don't

in a bad mood or if he was s

o problem seeing the extent of

me m

d to pull something from my books. I grabbed a book

in one of my books, I swear he would have gr

re in my fantasies.” I messaged back, which wasn’t entirely unt

antasies?” he r

locker in front of everyone, ca

o on,

d something else,

see you rub up against m

w wh

’m the one who teases and

h you right now.” He to

ch as part of me wants to keep this goi

oing to show her. I needed to get used to this. I was sev

my literature book and started reading. This would help get my mind off of him for

couldn’t help but think about the words I could write to Ch

away from the desk and grabbed my phone.

re you

back,

so cl

ese romance novels really paid off. I nee

t my next message. T

me what you wa

ke you to my bed. You won’t see me, but you’ll feel me. Then, I would

rgin. I wondered how many virgins he had been with. I could imagine h

essaged back. I was

ck at my door.

ened my d

ework?” She peered in squint

back at my desk. I flipped the page and started scribbling something in my notebo

ivilege until you start paying for it

help out, and I definitely didn’t mind—as if I had a chance in the ma

ucked it under my book. A notification s

e you in person, es

t. I was nothing special. I was hoping my doubt cam

mazing.” I could still feel his eyes on me just two short days ago, al

face. This was fun, and he actually seemed to be into it. I could not help but wonder if he had e

asn’t wrong. I was pretending to be someone I wasn’t, or

didn’t take long. I have good grades. I always have. I knew that I was smart and often didn’t have to t

e off guard. He was with a younger girl, maybe just a year or two younger than me. I wond

nt to keep you from all that pleasure.” I set my phone down and decided it

opped up, and

ee your face

ied as if that wou