~ Your POV ~
I sit there staring at Chandler's freshly done tattoo . I'm in shock, I mean why couldn't he just write it down instead of going through all the trouble of getting a tattoo?
"I know we barely know eachother ." he laughs .
"But...I really like you *y/n*." he smiles .
"I like you too Chandler ." I smile back .
All of a sudden, I feel his hands pull my arms towards him and our lips connect . His lips were soft and smooth . His cold lip ring presses against my bottom lip .
Soon I could feel his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth as both of our tongues wrestle . It was a foreign feeling . Then we pull apart . Chandler doesn't speak . He just pulls the car out of the parking lot .
"Are you hungry?" he asks as he drives down the street .
"Yeah . Let's get Mcdonalds' or something ." I reply .
"Kay ." he smirks .
"What?" I laugh .
"Nothin ." he bites his lip and shakes his head .
"Okay ." I say as we pull into a Sonic Drive-Thru .
.·.·10 minutes later ·.·.
"All of them!?" I laugh as I eat two of my french fries .
"Yes! She wanted me to remove all my tattoos!" Chandler laughs as he takes a bite out of his cheese-burger .
Chandler and I talk about his ex-girlfriends and eat while we sit in the parked car in a dark parking lot .
"That's crazy ." I laugh, taking a sip of my Cherry Coke .
"Yeah ." he says wrapping the rest of his burger in the wrapper .
"Can I have a french fry?" he asks as he reaches over .
"No!" I laugh .
"Didn't want one anyway ." he smirks, sinking back down in his seat .
"Sure ." I whisper as he starts the car .
We drive down the highway, listening to songs from the radio . I'm half asleep and curled up in a ball in the seat as we pull into my driveway .
"Hey *y/n*?" I hear a deep voice say, as they shake my thigh .
"hmm?" I mumble .
"Uh . We're home ." Chandler chuckles .
I don't say anything, I just lay there with my hands raised in the air . Chandler laughs alittle and gets out of the car . I hear my door open and see Chandler scoop me up into his arms .
My head snuzzles into his shirt and I wrap my arms around his waist as he shuts the car door . He carries me across the yard and through the front door . I hear my bedroom door open and he's grip on me loosens . He gently lays me on my bed . I feel him take my black converse off my feet and sit them beside the bed .
"Good Night ." he whispers, walking away .
"Good Night ." I whisper back .
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My babysitter, Chandler Riggs . {{A Chandler Riggs fanfic}}
FanfictionMy stupid parents are going on a stupid vacation and leaving me alone with a stupid babysitter . I'm fifteen! I don't need a babysitter . Especially one that's the same age as me .
