I instantly rolled my eyes as he strode over to me. "What the hell? How did you know I was here you faggot?" I asked throwing an insult in. He chuckled and came closer to me so now that are chests were only centimeters apart. I could feel my breath hitch at how close he was and I hated myself for letting myself get affected by him. "If you're accusing me of stalking you, Ashley you are remarkably wrong. This is where I come to think about tough things." he says, his eyes boring into mine. "What can a 18 year old guy have to think about that is tough? Whether to fuck the head cheerleader or the queen bee?" I said sarcastically. He dropped the smirk and replaced it with a genuine smile. I was honestly shocked that a guy like him could actually have a genuine smile, especially with his type of record. "No. I come here to think about whether to kill a guy or torture him THEN kill him." he says with a serious tone, no playfulness visible in his voice.
I rolled my eyes and said, "Eh that's normal. When guys go through puberty their voice gets deeper, some get weird ass fetishes, and you, you like the idea of killing people. How cute." He laughed lightly and when he did his chest brushed against mine making me step back a bit. "Why'd you step back? You scared?" He asked smirking. "No. I just don't want to catch assholes disease." I tell him and he puts a fake hurt on his face. "Oh Ashley that hurts... hurts right here." he says patting the area his heart was. I rolled my eyes at his childish act. "I don't know why you're patting that area, you have no heart." with that I walked passed him towards my bike.
I felt a hand wrap around my wrist, and next thing I know, my chest is flushed against his, his lips brushing softly against mine. My breath hitched at how close his lips were. His eyes looked down at my lips then back up to my eyes. His lips were so full, and a nice pink color. They looked so soft... His hands trailed down my side until he reached my hip. He gripped it and brought me even closer if that was possible. He started to lean in, but my phone buzzed in my pocket making me snap out of it and I raised up my hand, my palms pushing on his chest. "Get the fuck away from me Tyler." With that I ran over to my bike, got on, and drove away, as far as I could from Tyler. He was playing with me. Well two can play that game.
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After I got to the park I checked my phone and saw I had a text message from an unknown number.
Unknown number: Hey beautiful, it's Jordan aka IHOP guy. I was wondering if you wanted to go on that date today?
Me: Yeah sure. What time?
While waiting for a reply I added him to my contacts putting his name as "Hottie from IHOP". Right when I pressed add contact I got a text from him so I opened it with a smile.
Hottie from IHOP: Great. How's 7:30 for you? Can't wait to go on a date with the most beautiful girl walking the earth.
I quickly replied telling him the time was perfect and where I lived. I walked over to a bench and sat down watching the little kids play around without a care in the world. I smiled at how adorable they looked. My phone rang with a notification and I got a notification from kik. Your phone contact Tyler is on kik. What the fuck? He started typing.
Tyler: Tell Nathan if he wants his girl back he has to finish what he left behind on November 11th.
Me: 1st how the hell did you get my kik u ass? 2nd wtf.
Tyler: Princesa I'm a gang leader. I find things about my enemies, finding your kik wasn't very hard, now tell him that.
I rolled my eyes, but texted Nathan telling him what Tyler told me. I mean if he had CC then Nathan has to do whatever he has to, to get her back. Nathan understood what Tyler meant, but I honestly didn't. He told me to ask Tyler what did he have to do. I did exactly.
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I texted Nathan the very last clue Tyler gave me to tell Nathan. I called Nathan and asked him, "Alright what the heck does this guy mean with these cryptic hints?" "Ashley the day I left the gang I was on this mission. I was supposed to retrieve something. I didn't, so he wants me to go there and get the money. I have to bring it to him before midnight or he'll hurt Cindy. Look Ashley I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Tyler and everything." I smiled and said, "It's okay Nathan, I understand why you didn't tell me." we talked for a bit, but my phone buzzed again so I hung up with him to see that it was 7pm already. I saw Tyler had texted me, but I didn't even check what he said. I have a date to get ready for.
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I finally got home and went up to my room so I could get ready for the date. The light on my phone kept blinking green from the kik message Tyler sent me that I haven't read. Even if I didn't want to admit it, I wanted to know what he sent. After I had the biggest mental debate between curiosity and my smarter self, curiosity won. I took two long strides, picked up my phone and read what he said.
Tyler: I hope YOU have hope for your brother princesa.
I rolled my eyes and walked over to my closet to see what I was gonna wear tonight. I decided to go all out and picked out a skin tight red dress with some lace. I put on a strapless bra then slid into the dress. I slid on a pair of strappy heels then walked over to where my jewelry was. I stuck a pair of earrings on and strapped on a rolex watch. I walked into my bathroom and did my makeup, making sure to keep it light. Lastly I grabbed my black clutch and put some money, my keys, my lipstick, and my phone in there. I checked myself in the mirror fluffing up my curls a bit when my clutch started to vibrate.
Hottie from IHOP: Hey beautiful, I'm outside.
With that I walked down the stairs and out the front door, locking it behind me. When I turned around to walk towards my driveway, there was Jordan standing in a pair of dark jeans, a black button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, making the shirt a tad tighter around his biceps, and black high top converse. His hair was disheveled but in a cute messy way. I was practically eye raping him and he was doing the same. "Ashley...damn you look gorgeous." He said breathless. I didn't notice until now, he was holding a purple iceberg rose in his hands. "Is that for me?" I ask pointing at the rose. He flinched as if he just came out of a daze and said, "O-oh yeah, here. A beautiful rose for a beautiful girl." He says extending his hand out for me to grab the rose. I smiled and politely took it. "To the carriage m'lady?" He asks, sticking his hand out for me to grab. I laughed but grabbed it nonetheless, and then we were off to our date.
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The Gangleader and Me(ON HOLD)
Teen FictionAshley Arroyo isn't like most girls at her school, unlike them, she has posters of Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sirens, Panic! At the Disco, and so on. She doesn't get straight A's and loves skipping class. She's hot and attracts lots of guys but...
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