Shy Girl| ✔

By cherryapples1232

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[Completed]: (6/23/15) Ranks: #1 in poems (1/4/19) #35 in books (12/16/18) I crawl and stand up to sit on my... More

1. Me and my emotions for books
2. The pain of the slaps
3. Well slap my butt cheeks and call me rupaul.
4. Have you figured out
5. The perv walking on a stick
6. Sophie's epic fail
7. The vagina teaser
8. Author's Note
9. Shy girl
10. The Mall
11. The mall part 2
12. Nicknames
13. The bar
15. Anxiety
16. Truth or dare
17. "I rather cut my balls off!"
18. Coincidence
19. Authour's note
20. Jealousy
21. Feelings
22. Pushover
23. Competition
24. The Pictures
25. The Phonecall
26. Dylan's Story
27. Hospitals
28. King of Pleasure
29. The Flu
30. Baby Mama Drama
31. Baby Mama Drama part 2
32. Leaving me
33. Truth
34. When we meet
35. The Proposal
36. Love Conquers All
37. Epilougue
38. Sequel and A/N
39. Spin-off and New Story!!!

14. Losing my composure

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By cherryapples1232

I was frozen at the front of my house, Dylan was standing there just staring at me then he busted out laughing.

"You thought I was a serial killer didn't you!" he was wiping fake tears from his eyes. I looked at him like he was smoking crack.

"What are you doing here?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I couldn't just let you walk home all alone..... in the dark." he added on while smirking a little. I rolled my eyes, I really didn't need a babysitter.

"I'm surprised you didn't wined up tripping off your own feet while following me. I would have expect your drunken self to have done something stupid." when I say that he laughs.

"I'm not a funny drunkkkk, I don't think." he slurs out. I open the door to the house and walk in. Dylan follows me into the living room and I sit down.

"Well I'm here in one piece, so you can go now." I state, while signing.

"Nope I wanna stay!" he exclaims and jumps on the couch right next to me. he leans in and kisses me on the cheek.

"Your drunk."

"And your hot." he wiggles his eyebrows at me. I start to get up, but I was stopped. Dylan was holding me by my wrist, he pulled me back down on the couch on top of his chest.

"What are you doing?" I asked. I started to panic, I don't know what he is doing but I wasn't liking it at the moment. He stroked my arm lightly and leaned in so that are foreheads were touching. I could feel his breath on my lips.

"Have I ever told youuuu that your b-e-a-utiful!" he sung out the word beautiful and I blushed a little. No one had ever called me beautiful before. Except for my mother, but I never really believed her.

"Thank you." I muttered out. He tucked some hair that was in my eyes behind my ear. He leaned in even closer until are lips met. The kiss was soft and melted me inside, I was too shocked to kiss him back, but when he started to rub circles on my side I did something that I would later regret.

I kissed him back.

He put his fingers in my hair and tugged on it while biting my lip asking for entrance. I gave him what he wanted and soon his tongue was in my mouth exploring like Dora the explorer. I was a shy girl, but their was a fire that was burning within me that I couldn't describe.

I broke away from the kiss to get some air, but he had something else in mind. He kissed down my neck slowly. I knew that this was wrong for two reason 1. He was drunk and 2. He had a girlfriend that happens to be my sister. I tugged on his hair to break him away from my neck.

"We can't do this." I breath out heavily.

"Awww why not." he gave me the puppy dog eyes and I signed, those eyes could melt me in seconds.

"Because your drunk and your dating my sister." I state logically. I wasn't a pessimist, I was just thinking as a realist.

"I'm not that drunk." he mumbled out.

"Yeah you are and I would hate to do that to your girlfriend better yet, my sister. she's a good per-" I looked over at Dylan to see that he was asleep. I shook my head and went to go find a blanket. I came back into the living room and laid the blanket over him.

I went upstairs to my room and got dressed for bed. I checked my phone to see that I had no missed calls or text messages. I could feel the love. not.

"*sign* why must my life be so difficult?" I whisper and then I turn the light out to catch some Z's

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"Wakey, wakey." someone shakes me and I turn over, only to fall off my bed. I groan and open my eyes to see that Nick was standing over me while Dylan and Blake were snickering.

"Ugh! what do you want?" I groan out.

"Nothing much, we just wanted

To know if you wanted to go out for some breakfast with us." I could tell that he was just being nice, I knew that Nick was the only one who wanted me to come.

"No I'm fine, I'll just eat some roman noodle soup." those things were my life. I didn't want to go with them anyway.

"Come on please, we really want you to come with us." he tried to give me the puppy dog eyes, but it didn't work. it only worked when Dylan did it.

Why I don't know.

"Just leave it Nick, if the fatty doesn't want to come then leave her here so she can eat her shitty roman noodle soup." Blake sneers and Dylan snickered. I glared at Blake, why does he always have to make unnecessary comments.

"You sure?" Nick asks again while ignoring Blake and Dylan's laughter.

"I'm sure." I say while still glaring at them. Nick gives me one last look before he leaves the room along with everyone else. I get up off of the floor and sit on my bed. I was about to write when Dylan came back into the room.

"What are you doing here?" he looked at me with a glare.

"I know what happened last night, if you tell Mali I swear I'll make your life a living hell!" he sneered then came up to me so that our faces were touching and kissed my neck. before I had any time to say anything he left my room.

What.

The.

Fudge?

I sat on my bed frozen. was he bipolar or what. I took out my notebook and decided to draw some more. I started to draw an eye then I sketched out the structure of the face, I looked at it for a minute before realizing who I was drawing.

Dylan.

I tore the paper out of my notebook and crumbled it up and threw it in the garbage can next to my bed. Ugh! he was always in my mind lately especially since that kissed we shared last night. How could he kiss me and say not to tell his girlfriend? What kind of girl did he take me for? if he thought that I was going to keep secrets from Mali then he had another thing coming to him.

I wasn't some toy he could play around with. I may be a shy girl, but I wasn't going to let him walk all over me. I know when to say no.

I reached for my phone and dialed Sophie's number. After the incident with Megan, I felt much better calling Sophie then calling her. I know I shouldn't be mad at her, but I felt as if I was being ganged up on and she was suppose to be on my side not theirs.

"Hello?" Sophie answered and I signed in relief.

"Can you come over I'm alone right now." I made sure to tell her that I was alone just in case she didn't want to come with the boys around. Not like she would care or anything, I secretly thought that she had a crush on my brother. Either that or Dylan.

I hoped it was Dylan for my sake. I didn't want her to date my brother, that would be too awkward. it's not like I wanted her to date Dylan either, but if I had to pick I guess it would be him.

"Yeah, sure I'll be there in 10 minutes."

"Thanks." I hung up and laid back on my plush bed. I needed someone here with me. I was fine being alone, it's just that I needed someone to talk to. Maybe she could give me some advice.

After about 10 minutes the doorbell had rung and I got up to go answer the door.

"Hey!" she hugged me and walked Into the house I grabbed some snacks up to my bed room and we sat and ate while I told her most of what had happened these past days.

"Whoa, so you mean to tell me you and Dylan made out 3 times including the time that he kissed you to make Mali jealous?" she looked like she was ready to squeal.

"Yeah, but he has a girlfriend." I try to explain to her.

"And she's my sister." Sophie rolls her eyes. Mmmm, interesting that she wasn't jealous of the fact that me and Dylan kissed, maybe she did like my brother.

"Screw your sister, I don't know why you care if you hurt your sisters feelings, I'm pretty sure she's dished you a million times." Sophie scoffs and I laugh a little. she did have a point.

"I don't know, I just don't want to steal her boyfriend away from her, then I'll be viewed as a slut." I pick at the cotton on my sheets. Sophie shakes her head at me.

"Start thinking about yourself for once. Your always wondering about other people, worry about yourself." she gives me a sympathetic look. I hated when people gave me that look, It made me feel like I was some pathetic human being.

"I do and I'm just saying that I'm not going to play with fire, he's Mali's boyfriend and that's the way it should stay." she gives me a look saying that she doesn't agree.

"Your a lost cause Lacey, why can't you be more outgoing!" she whines playfully and I push her so that she falls off my bed.

"Because I don't want to be, I'm fine with my boring personality." I state and she gets back up and sits back on my bed while giving me a playful glare.

"Fine, but just so you know I'm totally rooting for Dacey!" I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Excuse me, what?" She laughs.

"Lacey and Dylan put together, I totally ship you guys!" she giggles while I stare at her praying that she's not on drugs.

"Oh Sophie, you are one crazy girl."

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