Bad Boy's Curse

22. Snap Like Thunder

Your eyes are so intimidating
My heart it pounding but
Its just a conversation
No girl I'm not a waisted but
You don't know me
And I don't know you
But I want to

I don't wanna steal your freedom
I don't wanna change your mind
I don't have to make you love me
I just wanna take your time

I don't wanna wreck your Friday
I ain't gonna waist my lines
I have to take your heart
I just wanna take your time

I know it starts with hello
Then next thing you know
You try to be nice then some guys are getting too close
Trying to pick you up
Trying to get you drunk

I'm sure one of your friends is about to come over here
She's supposed to save you from random guys that talk too much
And wanna stay too long
Its the same old song
And dance but I think you know it well
You could of rolled your eyes
Told me to go to hell

Could have walked away
But your still here
And I'm still here
C'mon let's see where it goes

And I don't wanna steal your freedom
I don't wanna change your mind
I don't have to make you love me
I just wanna take tour time

I don't have to meet your mother
We don't have to cross that line
I don't wanna steal your covers
No I just wanna take your time

Woahoo . . .

I don't wanna go home with you
Woahoo . . .

I just wanna be alone with you

I don't wanna steal your freedom
I don't wanna change your mind
I don't have to make you love me
I just wanna take your time

I don't wanna blow your phone up
I just wanna blow your mind
I don't have to take your heart
I just wanna take your time

No I ain't gotta call ya baby
And I ain't gotta call you mine
I don't have to take your heart
I just wanna take your time

Oohh . . ."

She opened her eyes and looked at us. We were all wide eyed. She just sang 'Take your time' by Sam hunt.

"Shut up." She looked down to her plate of food then took up her tray. When she cane back her face was red from embarrassment, and started playing with the bracelet on her wrist.

"That was amazing." Malory blurted out.

"Your over exaggerating." She looked up at her.

"Shut up. I hate it when someone sings, or dances and they deny what true talent that they have. You are very talented, don't let anyone tell you different. No matter what. You only have one life, live it to the fullest. If someone didn't like it, then they can suck a duck for all I care. They just don't see how amazing your voice is." Malory wisely said.

"Thanks." She replied obviously baffled by her wise words.

"What makes your fingers do that sound when they snap?" Austin changed the subject and snapped his fingers.

"The molecules in the clouds rub together so fast, that the friction caused lightning. For snapping its the friction between your fingers that makes the sound." Jesse said.

"What?" We all asked dumbfounded.

"I took physics." He shrugged.

"Did all that come from his mouth?" I asked and put the back of my hand on his forehead.

"Shut up you poophole." Jesse slapped my hand away.

"Really? Poophole, Is that even a word? C'mon, you can do better than that." I challenged.

"I would, but you know I'm just that nice of a guy and I'll spare your pretty little face from the confusion lines, from trying to figure out what I said means." Jesse smiled.

"So you think I'm pretty?" I teased. "Didn't know you rooted for the other team." I smiled ignoring his rude comment.

"I don't!" He looked over to Malory, then back to me. "Your impossible."

"You betcha."