||Bad Boy's Love||

Teenage hormones. They make you crazy! It isn't necessary it messes up with guys only. It does makes girls weird. And we guys take them insane when it is just their hormones. But, these hormones affect the guys in the worst way. Or maybe, more sexual way?

Meet me, Reyaansh Singhania, play boy of the college. Real popular and a heartthrob. I own everything; from fame to money, cars to girls. It is something that anyone would kill to be in. I don't hate it. Instead, I be myself- jerk- and take the full advantage. I have all the good looks in the world. As the girls, wait, s**tty wh**es say, I have chocolate-y eyes. My hair are black set in perfect quiff. Height? Talk about models. I have all the features that a model adores. My life is a package of perfection, that is what everyone thinks. But, how much wrong they are. None is perfect in this world. I am no exception. Well, I had thought myself to be one, until I met her.

She is the one who keeps a toll on my mind. My mind revolves around her for hours. Her pink, plump lips; her hazel eyes; waist long, black hair. The reality states that she is the perfection. I am just a side artist. Her looks made my giant, elephant ego in a small mouse.

I brushed my fingers through my hair one last. After satisfying myself with my looks, I turned to get a hold of my car keys, phone.

Once I settled down in my car, I gave a quick glance to myself. After all, I had to look of her standard. I wanted to look good enough for her to notice me, but alas, it was nearly impossible. She was my polar opposite. We never spoke to each other. Whenever I am around her, she is the first one to ignore me. That truly did hurt. She hated my gut, at least that much was crystal clear. I wish that day could come when I would feel her lips on mine.

~*~

I entered my college building with my wayfarers on. I had black, skinny jeans on with a white shirt; A pair of black sneakers completing my look. Being an Indian in a London arts college made me look different from others. My persona sure radiated a great amount of arrogance and mystery, but that what something I am proud of. I had the charm, and I used it.

On the other hand, my princess was an Indian herself. It was like two of us who belonged to mars and others to Earth.

"Dude, wassup?" I turned at the voice. There stood a six feet, good looking, Mack. Mack was big time player. His hormones would loose control even in class. It was too much to handle at times. And, shockingly, girls would let him have his way on them.

I gave a shrug as a reply, before nodding towards him. He let out a quick smirk, winking at me. His this action stated that he had had a sex some minutes ago. I rolled my eyes at his ways, and turned to walk to my locker. Once reaching the locker room, I pulled out my art supplies. Dumping my wayfarers in the locker, I turned to move towards my art class- the class which gave me an opportunity to see my angel.

~*~

I settled myself in the last row. The class was full of students chatting. Most of them did not cared for this subject. It was just a hobby for them. But for me, art is my life. It is my way to deal with all the shit life throws on me. I take my frustration out on it, other times, I draw out of happiness. I just like to draw. Whenever I draw, it's like, the world has been forgotten. All that is left is, me and my art. I moved my gaze around the room, searching for my princess. But to my bad luck, there was no sign of her. Heaving a big sigh, I dug my head down on the table, between my hands.

Few minutes later, I heard the scratching of the chair beside me. I slowly lifted me head, giving a shot at who chose to sit beside me. Once my eyes settled on the girl who dared to sit beside me, they popped out of the socket. My princess was sitting beside me, and I felt more than obliged. Her head was held low, as she skimmed through her bag, taking out her stuff from it. I continued to stare at her. I am sure she felt my eyes burning holes in her, because her slender fingers lifted to tug her bangs behind her ear. My finger itched to do the same. Unknowingly, my hand lifted, and brushed against her cheek, placing some of her hair behind her ear.

She jerked her face towards me, her eyes wide, and face with complete amusement. But, her eyes made me frown. Not that they were not beautiful, they were indeed impeccable. But, the redness in them made me cringe at the thought she cried. Who made her cry? Did someone hurt her? Is she hurt? My palm automatically balled into fists. Her eyes lowered, as she turned her face forward. I was about to speak to her, when the professor entered the class. Curse you, prof!

"Good morning, students." Professor greeted us all. He was in his forties, I guess- White hair covering his most of the black, giving it a grayish color. "Before we start, I would like to give you a project." At his line, the class boomed with boos'. This professor was really a dog! "You all are required to work in pairs. The person sitting beside you will be your partner, get it?" and, that sure bought a smile on my face. There was no way I was not going to take my words back. "You will be drawing some sketches that will portray a story. A story, that is meaningful, and new. Don't come up with that nonsense. Get it? Now no more of your gossips, turn to your partner, and start."

Before anyone could start with the work assigned right away, a girl called out to oldie. He raised an eyebrow at the kid, asking her to continue.

"When are we required to submit this project?" the girl asked.

"Two weeks would be enough for you all, I guess." He gave a pointed look, with that being done; he turned to sit on his seat. My whole attention now was on the diamond sitting beside me. I turned to look at her; her head lowered, as she fiddled with her fingers. There has to be some way to take out her nervousness. Why do you had to do it in the first place? I cursed myself, remembering my actions minutes back.

"Have you ever sneaked out of class?" Her head jerked up with a little too much force. She had wide eyes. What's the matter with her? Still she knew how to look so good in such traumatic situations. Not that this was any traumatizing one. Whatever!

"N-no." Her stuttering made it clear that she was nervous. My!

"Okay! We are going to bunk this period. Follow me!" I watched her eyes got wide in complete surprise. Her face shook from side to side, denying coming with me. My hands automatically caught up her face, keeping it steady.

"You have got to trust me on this. I promise to not hurt you." I whispered. Her eyes softened, and went back to their normal size. She stared at me intently for seconds, before finally nodding her head. I gave her a simple smile which made her blush. I had an effect on her? Woooh!

I crawled to the window nearest to the last row. The windows were big enough for a bulky man to get out. I turned around and saw my princess still sitting on her place with worry. I shook my head at her, making my way back at her.

"Come down!" I tugged at her hand. I felt her shiver for a second. She looked up at the professor again, who had all his undivided attention on the board. I placed my other hand around her waist, slowly. She looked down at me with open mouth. Before she could utter a single word, I made her sit on my lap, covering her mouth. Her beautiful eyes were again wise. The chocolaty color of them now seemed clearer. They were impeccable. She was impeccable.

"Relax, will ya? I am not letting anyone caught you. Now, follow me, kay?" I stroked her hair. She stiffened, but melted within seconds. She nodded her head, lips twitching in a small curve. It was the the first time I made her smile, and man, did I just feel like superman?

I crawled to the window again, but this time, my princess following me. Once I reached there, I felt a shove against my bump, nearly losing my balance. I turned around to see my princess blushing. Her face was damn red with embarrassment. I chuckled at her expressions.

"Eager much, princess?" she looked up, her eyes wide so was her mouth. She rolled her eyes and scoffed. Damn! The girl had guts.

"You sure as hell got balls, don't you?" it was the first time I heard her speak without stuttering. And man, was it feisty? I liked it! My kitten was wild.

"I never knew you were wild, kitten." I leaned forward to mumble in her ear. I heard her breath getting uneven. I smirked knowing my effect on her. "Now, when the professor does not look at us, we get the hell out of this room, yeah?" she looked up, slightly. Once done, she looked back at me, nodding. I looked up to see professor engrossed in his own land of art. Must be the nudes painted on the damn walls, I guess.

"Listen, I am gonna go first out. Then, I'll help you out, hm?" I muttered. My voice was as low as I could keep. I knew some of the people had already noticed us like this. Because, whatever in this school relates me, it spreads like a forest fire, and I f**king don't know why. Well, maybe I do.

I help up my hands, clutching the window sill tightly. After that, I placed my left foot on the sill, while my hands traveled to grasp the frame. I pushed myself up, and jumped out of the window, soundlessly. I knelt in front of the window, waiting for my princess. Wait! Did I even ask her name? I need to ask her name.

I looked up as I heard a sound of shuffling above me. There stood the beauty herself, looking back and forth, panicking. And, in that movement, everything happened with a speed. I grasped her waist and pulled her down, she straddling me, while I covered her lips with my hands.

"You scared the shit out of me!" she grumbled, once I took my hand off her face. I gave her an innocent look which she rolled eyes at. Was it her favorite thing?

"So, where do we go now?" I asked her. She looked at me in disbelief. What? Did I said something wrong?

"You don't know where to go? Then why did you led me out, you moron!?" I really had a hard time controlling my cock. It was something about her that turned me on with everything she did.

"Easy, lady! I just led you out to have some fun. Have you ever tried something like this?" I gestured my hands to the window. She looked at it, her lips sealed; the crinkles on her forehead long gone.

"Uh, no!" it was then I saw a smile on her lips. "You know, I actually enjoyed it. And, about the place," she grinned at me, "I know a place." I gave her lead-the-way look. She turned her back to me, ready to stand. Before she could go up, I halted her with my hand grasping her arm. She looked at me questioningly.

"You can't just randomly appear out of nowhere and walk, girly. We need to crawl till the end of the corridor." She gave me a cheeky grin. I almost fell for that smile. Damn this girl!

She turned around, this time on her legs and arms. Her ass came in front of me, and my bloody groin stirred. Too much to be friendly!

~*~

"No f**king way in hell o heavens am I going in that hell hole of the shitty room!" I shrieked seeing the damn haunted room in front of me- library.

"You are so dramatic, you know?" Taani rolled her eyes at me. I finally found her name on the trip to this freaking room. I scowled at her, determined to not enter this damn shitty 'cell.

"Look, you told me to sneak out, I trusted you, dint I?" she had a stern expression on. I gave a curt nod, not wishing to accept my lose. "Then, you need to trust me on this. You will love it." I heaved a long sigh, finally giving in.

"Fine. But, only because I trust you." With that, she took my hand, and led the way. We walked past all the tables and couches and chairs in the library. Taani led me deeper and deeper into the depths of this book filled devil of a room. All the books kept there were like some ghosts, ready to swallow me anytime. It was Taani's hold on my hand that kept me in senses.

"Here we are!" I looked at her shining face- eyes twinkling, a soft smile on her lips. Then, I turned my attention to my surroundings. It was the end of our huge library. No one actually cared to come here. It was quite isolated from the library. It was silent and relaxing- a huge shelf of books separating this place from the main library.

"Well, I must say it was worth trusting you." I said, turning to her. her face beamed with a smile, as she sat down on the floor. I did the same, sitting next to her. She had her knees under her chin, while I sat with my legs stretched out.

"What now?" I asked.

"Let's play a game." She grinned. Her eyes shone with excitement.

"Okay!"

"Twenty questions. I ask you something, you ask me something. All true, not lies, yeah?" I nodded my head at her warning face.

"What is your favorite color, Rey?"

"Blu- Wat! How do you know my name?" I furrowed my brows, confusion written all over my face. She rolled her eyes at me; definitely her favorite thing.

"You are the basket ball captain. Who doesn't know you?" She said in a duh tone. Truth was truth. How did she know? Am I that famous? Hah! Smirking!

"Oh." I had a sheepish smile on my face.

"So, answer the damn question!"

"Blue." She nodded. "What is your relationship status right now?" I gave her an evil smirk.

"Already on the next level, Singhania? Anyway, single right now, waiting for someone to woo me." Her eyes had that mischievous glint in them.

"And who could that be?" I leaned forward, my voice a little husky. I moved back to see her smirking.

"Maybe some jock? Maybe a captain? May-" that did it! I crashed my lips on hers. It was at that moment when my body felt jittery. I felt things that I never felt before with any girl. My stomach did back flips as I held her close to me, my hands encasing her petite waist. Her hands traveled from my chest o my hair, leaving my skin burning for her touch. Her fingers played with my hair, clawing them, ruffling them. it actually felt over whelming finally getting her in my arms.

"I have liked you since quite a time," Were the first thing that left my mouth after we parted. We both were panting. She blushed, her hands still around my neck. Her eyes lowered. It was then I realized she was straddling me. Her embarrassment knew no bounds that were sure. She dipped her face in my chest. I giggled. I heard her say something, but could not finger it out.

"What?"

She backed of from me, looking me face to face.

"I said, I like you too, grumpy pants." I scoffed at her, but then smiled. Did she said she likes me too?

"Am I over hearing things?" I asked, pretending. She chuckled and gave a little shove to my chest. I gripped her wrist, yanking her closer to me.

"Darn it! You taste sweet." She blushed and leaned in to kiss me. It was the sweetest thing that I had ever tasted.

"Why were you crying, anyways?" I asked finally. She looked at me with hopeless eyes.

"You sure know how to spoil the moment. Cause, I thought this was my worst day. But, who knew it was going to end this way?" I smirked hearing her answer. I lifted my hand to brush a strand behind her ear.

"It is not over." I whispered in her ear, licking it with tenderness. I herd her whimper, which made me smile with triumph. I pulled my face back, facing her. Leaning forward, I crashed my plump lips on her strawberry lips. Magical!

I don't know how it happened, but doesn't god says couples are meant to be, or whatever. We were meant to be. It was the day when everything changed. Yeah, it was like a roller coaster- fast and adventurous. Our day was no different. That day brought us to each other.

She was secured in my arms, and I was secured in her presence.

~*~

Yeah, yeah. I know, it is trashy. But I so wanted to add one one shot to my collection. And, I was in no mood to update any of my stories. So, here it is.

Now, here comes one thing. It is going to be series of one shots. Every update will have it's own subject or whatever you say. It will be continued with the same characters, but the difference is, every update will have different situation. You will get more when you read further updates.

Yeah, now, your work to like. I don't say comment. Make sure to like! Thanks.

~Penrunner {Index}

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~Guys this is going to be a series. You will get to see Rey's bad side soon. Jiya, now okay?

..AmRit..2014-12-14 06:20:13