《His [COMPLETED]》(3) Thrown about like a gossip magazine.
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I jumped out of bed with a startled face and a beating heart.
"Why, you look good in the morning, Cali." A voice came out from the doorway. I jumped again and scrambled for the blankets on top of the bed. Once I felt them I pulled them up to make sure they were covering any exposed skin.
"What the hell, Kyle?" I croaked while squinting my eyes to see Kyle properly. He was stood there in his leather jacket and his tight fitted jeans. Everything looked snug, I must admit. I loved it.
"It's school this morning and as I am the new boy, I don't want to be late." He stated. I furrowed my eyebrows in frustration.
"Well, why don't you go to school then? You know, on your own." I asked, like I was talking to a toddler. Kyle scowled.
"Because your mother asked me to take you this morning-"
"Why in God's name would she do that?" I asked angrily. He shrugged.
"Because you don't have a car, so I offered to take you." He answered with a smirk. I groaned. I knew I should have gotten a car when I had the chance.
"Kyle." I groaned.
"No moaning, now go and get dressed or I'll be forced to dress you myself, would you want that?" His eyebrow arched. I looked at him with wide eyes.
"Hell no!" I all but screeched. He laughed.
"So, go and get dressed!" He commanded. I sighed and stomped to the shower.
"Go downstairs and I'll be down soon!" I shouted before getting in the shower. I stayed there for a maximum of ten minutes, trying to wash the grit and dirt from my body.
The towel I wrapped around my body was warm and comforting as soon as the cold air hit my body when I stepped out of the shower. With a sudden spring to my step and a whistle coming from my lips to a tune I didn't even recognise myself, I made my way into my bedroom.
I let go of my towel as soon as I faced my wardrobe.
"Shit." I heard a groan come from behind me. I screamed.
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"Kyle,what the fuck!" I screeched as I turned around, suddenly realising I was fully naked and having to hide myself with my hands. The towel was whipped away from underneath me in a split second.
"Fuck, me." He whispered. "Jesus, Cali." He said in a hoarsed voice before making his way over to me, closing me against the wall.
"Get out." I bit between my teeth.
"Fuck." He squeezed his eyes shut momentarily. "You look too fucking sexy, I don't want to stop looking at you."
I squirmed away from him, sheer embarrassment crashing in to me in waves. "Get the fuck away from me." I couldn't help but let out. My skin was flushed against the heat of his body, my face red from the blush that crept up my neck. "You did this in purpose."
"I'm not saying the thought never crossed my mind but, I didn't expect it. A part of me wishes I did, then I could have prepared myself." Kyle stated, the hint of a smile wiped from his face. "Shit, Cali." He groaned.
"Just pass me my towel." I demanded, realising exactly how naked I was. Kyle held the towel in his hand, he gripped it tightly.
"You're a good girl, a virgin, am I right?" He asked. I looked at him angrily. The question catching me off guard. I just wanted my fucking towel!
"Don't get involved in my buisness." I replied. "You've still got my towel." I didn't know how long I was going to last. He needed to give me that towel, or better yet, would the ground just swallow me up whole?
"I don't want to." He replied back childishly. His eyes raked my body from head to toe. I couldn't bare this any longer. With a huff, I manouvered around the room, aware of him watching me. I kept as much as me covered as I could before grabbing a small blanket from the bottom of my bed. I wrapped it around myself.
"Spoilt sport." Kyle pouted.
"Get the hell out of here." I demanded as soon as I wasn't so naked anymore. I was relieved to be covered and away from his watchful eye. I had never been naked in front of anyone but myself for the last few years, and never had I ever been naked in front of a stranger.
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"Fine." Kyle held up his hands in mock surrender. "I'll be going." He huffed like a child.
I waited until he was by the door. I thought he would have left, however, he stopped and turned around to see me. I waited, my blanket slipping and also my dignity.
"I just want to be real here." Kyle let out. "I thought you were hot when I met you yesterday but now, I want you. I really want you."
"Want me how?"
"In my bed, beneath me, on top of me, which ever phrase you'd like." Kyle shrugged, his face serious. A blush crept up my neck, the heat burning my cheeks at his statement.
My heart stammered in my chest. My body tingled and the hairs on my neck stood to attention. Who knew words could effect you so much?
"You have a girlfriend." I couldn't help but state. Had he forgotten that?
"She's not really much of a girlfriend. She's more of a fuck buddy."
"That's degrading." I replied. It was and it should have turned me off him. Did Kyle just want me as a "fuck buddy?" I hoped he didn't, if he did, I wasn't the girl for the job.
"She doesn't seem to mind."
"She wouldn't." I said. "Because she thinks you're giving her more. There's a lot you need to know about women, Kyle." I rolled my eyes. A smirk started to grow on the boy's face.
"You know what I do know?" He stalked forward. "You have the sexiest body I have ever laid eyes on."
"Oh we're back there are we?" My breath hitched in my throat as he got closer to my shaking body. The energy sizzling between us was just too hard to ignore.
"I don't know why you're embarrassed by it."
"Because it's my dignity and pride, how would you like it if it was you?"
"What? Being naked?" He smiled mischievously my way.
"You're just standing there fully clothed whilst my dignity is thrown about like a gossip magazine."
"I'll get naked too, if you want." He winked.
"No, Jesus, no." Even though the image made me shiver with delight.
Before Kyle could reply, my mother shouted from down stairs.
"You're going to be late!"
With that, I immediately went in to panic mode. I grabbed my clothes and ran in to the bathroom, flapping around to get ready as Kyle leaned against the drawers, all calm and collected.
Once I was ready (giving up on my wet hair) I ran out of the bathroom and in to the room. Kyle stood there, texting on his phone. He looked up to catch my eyes as soon as I was before him.
"Ready?" He asked. I nodded my head. Without another word, he walked out of the room and I followed after him.
We left the house and walked up to the car before us. It was amazing. Inside were cream leather seats and a lot of technical, digital appliances. I was in awe.
"Wow." I gasped.
"Amazing isn't she?" Kyle smoothed the top of the car and smiled. He really was in love with this car, but so was I too.
"It is."
"Well, get in." Kyle smiled my way, his smile more genuine and serious this time. I smiled back before getting in to the car.
I slipped in to the seat with ease and grace. The leather was cool against my skin.
Kyle started the engine with a purr and got the car on to the road. The radio played quietly around us.
"What I would do for a car like this." I mentioned. I'd do anything. I loved it.
"Maybe one day." He looked my way for a second. I nodded.
"In my dreams."
The car was silent as we made our way to school.
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