A Bad Boy May Be Good For You

You never know who to fall in love with, but me with a bad boy? HAHAHA no.


3. Spice and A Dash Of Nice

"So, what do you want to know?" He said. "How old are you?" I asked him. "I'm seventeen." "Do you drink?" I asked. "Occasionally." "Are you like people say? You use girls?" "I use them, yes. But it's because I want to get my mind off of things." He said honestly. "Why me?" I ask. "Why you what?" "Why are you nice to me? Why only me and not the rest?" I said. "You're different. You don't look for attention. You don't use exposing clothes. You're simple. And I like that. And you're beautiful." He said looking straight in my eyes. I blushed. A slow love song started playing. He got up. "May I have this dance?" He asked taking my hand. I stand up and walked to the dance floor. He put one hand around my waist and the other one taking my hand. We danced and I looked around. My mom was looking at me, giving me a thumbs up. I roll my eyes. I looked at Zayn. He was looking at me. His eyes looked peaceful. "Thanks for dancing with me, Leea." He said. "You're welcome, Zayn." I said. I pulled away. He looked at me confused. I looked at the time and it was 11:58 pm. "I have to go..." I said. He looked sad. "Maybe you could come over tonight so we can watch a movie or play games." I said. What am I saying?! "Sure, I'd love that." He said smiling. He took my hand and we walked with my parents. We went home. Me and Zayn went to the theater room and I put on The Perks Of Being A Wallflower. He lied down next to me. He, once in a while, looked at me. "Leea, I like you." He said. I looked at him, blushing deeply. He kissed me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. He made out with me. We sat up and continued kissing. He made me straddle him. He pulled away from the kiss. "Wow..." He said chuckling. I giggled. I started taking off my dress. He took of his tux. We kissed more and started touching each other. We moaned. Then we did it. The door opened and my mom came inside. "Mom!" I said covering myself. "Kids, keep it a bit down. But enjoy yourselves." She said and left. I was embarrassed. "Sorry about that..." I said. He laughed. I looked at his tattoos. He explained them all. By the time he finished, I was sleeping in his arms. 

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