The Player's Game

Our First Date

honk! honk!

what a gentleman.
I ran down the stairs, grabbed my jacket, and headed out to Blake's car.
"Nice of you to honk, a real turn on"
"Any Day, Princess"
I climbed into the passenger side of his Volvo making sure my black dress that ended above my knee stayed down. His car smelt husky with a touch of cologne.
"so where are we going?"
"wherever I take you"
I rolled my eyes and turned on the radio.
I was changing the channels until one song came on and we both stopped and looked at each other before we both started jamming out to the song on the radio.
About 15 minutes later he pulled up to a house on the corner of the street with tons of cars and people standing outside. I smirked and looked at him.
"Just my kind of date."
We started walking towards the door and he grabbed my hand and squeezed it tight sending chills down my spine. As soon as we walked in you could smell thick alcohol and teenagers dancing. I started to run off ready to dance when he grabbed my waist stopping me.
"Where are you going?"
"It's a party?"
"Just.. stay with me. Every guy in here is staring you down"
l smirked at his comment.
"Is the bad boy getting jealous?"
"Me? jealous? no. "
I giggled and pulled us through the crowded room to the kitchen.
I picked up a red solo cup and he  took it out of my hand and put it down.
"what are you doing?"
"you cannot drink, you know how many guys would try to take advantage of you!"
"Blake.. I was just getting water."
"oh.."
"calm down blake you're my only fake boyfriend" I laughed and poured coke in my cup and snuck a little vodka while he wasn't looking.

I can control myself. I mentally patted my back believing myself.

Two hours later I found myself dancing a little frisky with blake as he desperately attempted me make me fall in love with him. He looks good tonight, his blonde shaggy hair is more shagger than usual and his deep brown eyes were glowing.

God, he's beautiful. wait, what? no. you can't think he's beautiful. you can't fall for him. you have to win.

he looked at me and it's like the entire party was gone. It was just me and him. Either he's shining or I'm really drunk. He put his hand on my cheek and leaned in to put his fore head on mine. We were both breathing heavy from dancing. He took my hand and let me out of the back door going outside to a small patio.  there was still a lot of kids outside but it was less noisy. we sat on the lawn and talked about small things but it was nice. around 11 o'clock we got back in his car and left. My curfew is one so we go get a milkshake and talked.
"so kitten, since we're gonna be hanging out I might as well get to know you. tell me about yourself"
"what do you want to know?"
"well let's start with your favorite color"
"black."
"why black?"
"it goes with everything."
"white goes with everything, why not white?"
"it's so plain it bugs me"
"haha what's your favorite food?"
"why is any of this important"
"just answer the question"
"spaghetti"
"interesting"
12:47
"we should probably go."

he looked at me like he wanted to stay and I shook off the thought of him actually wanted to spend time with me.

why would he want to stay here with me? This is just a game.

When we pulled into my drive way he walked me up to the door and pulled a piece of my hair behind my ear and leaned in to kiss my cheek.
"Goodnight, pumpkin"

I was screaming on the inside. This is what it feels like, this is it. tonight was amazing. I found myself not wanting to let blake leave.

"Good night blakey"

He smirked at my nickname and walked to his car yelling "bye girlfriend"

"Bye hottie" I yelled laughing watching the black Volvo pull away.

 

Sorry about this short chapter but I had a volleyball game and had no time to update. thank you for all of the follows and reads.