Play With Your Heart Strings (Re writting from Chapter 7)

Chapter 7

The guy behind him who I have never seen in my life before (and even though I haven't been here for a long time, I do know almost all of the people at the school due to being friends with Ash and his brothers) walks up to the booth.

He has red hair, freckles mixed with acne spread across his face and a nose that is turned up more then it should be, revealing too much of his nostrils.

He smiles at me, "how much do I need to pay to get a kiss like that?" He beams, his voice nasal.

"Do you even go to this school?" I frown and he cusses under his breath.

"Just leave, and take your money." I push the money across the bench and he walks away with his head hanging low.

I walk to my locker, pull out a bottle of mouthwash and run to the girls bathroom.

As soon as I get to the bathroom sink I take the cap off the bottle and take a mouth full of it, swishing it around my mouth and spitting it out, the minty freshness engulfing my taste buds.

Praise the Lord for mouthwash.

After I put the mouthwash back in my locker, I make my way back the football field and am greeted by an arm slung over my shoulder.

"How has your day been, sweet cheeks?" Ben asks, taking advantage of the opportunity he has and looking down the top of my dress.

"If I kiss one more nerd with a saliva ridden mouth one more time, I think, I might puke." I say in an un-enthusiastic tone.

"You can always kiss me hun." I look up at him and he winks at me.

"You're a fucken idiot." I laugh, pushing his arm off my shoulders.

"You love it."

"hm... I dunno... I might, then again, I might not." I laugh.

He frowns at me. "Don't you have snotty nosed geeks to snog?"

I poke my tongue out at him as we make our way back to the booth.

I drum my finger naills on the wooden bench top impatiently.

I think I have kissed every pimple faced nerd at this school. It's gross. I am making a doctors appointment as soon as I get home.

I inwardly shudder. Gross.

"Hey pumpkin!" I hear that annoying voice coo from in front of me.

I sigh through my nose and look up to see Ash smirking down at me.

"Yes." I sing, a fake smile plastered across my lips which earns me a chuckle from him.

"Guess who's here for you sweet cheeks."

My heart skitts. Fuck to the yes. But I don't move, I keep my cool like I don't care. Because I don't want to seem desperate. Because I'm not desperate.

He steps aside, revealing the most attractive looking man I have ever laid my eyes on.

Heath Everton.

"Hey gorgeous." He smiles at me, winking.

Oooooh my God, oh my God, oh my GAWD!! I feel like a 12 year old standing in front of One Direction.

I can't believe I just compared Heath to One Direction.

Fack monkeys.

"So, I'll leave you sex monkeys to it then." Ash winks and me and mouthes 'hook in, Betch' and walks away, leaving myself and Heath in the darkness, the only light the moon and ride lights.

He slides the dollar bill across the table and smiles, a sincere smile. I repay the facial expression. "Ash told me you wanted me to come here."

I'm gonna buy a gun and kill that kd one day, I swear to God.

"I'm gonna kill him." I mumble under my breathe..

"Don't worrk about it hun. I'm glad he told me."

Oh hot diggity.

"You are?" I furrow my eye brows at him and he laughs, scratching the back of his neck, his biceps flexing a little.

Pull yourself together Lara! Wipe that drool off your chin and pay attention to the boy!

"I was uh... Wondering. If you weren't busy around tomorrow night if you would uh.. Go out on a date with me."

Aw, he's embarassed! I just wanna marry this kid!

I raise an eyebrow in suspision though. "Did Ash tell you to ask me out?"

"No, God no! I did this on my own accord." He admits.

"I would be happy to go on a date with you then."