Angelo's POV
Out of everyone in the class I had to be permanently sitting and partnering up with her, she's so fragile, weak and...nerdy.
At least she's really smart and can do all the work for me...
For the whole day groups of girls have been following me, giving me there numbers and house address. I'm not saying I don't enjoy it but it's kind of something I'm used to.
I want something and someone new.
School was over and yet again I was followed by my usual crowd of groupies as I walked over to my new baby; black beauty. Looking around I noticed that nerd with a guy way past her level, he looked like your type of stuck-up romance jock. I watched as she got into the car with him, she looked at me with her bright shinning hazel eyes. Finally, she broke apart are stare and drove off with him.
Why am I feeling a strong connection with the her?
The blonde chick with her plastic puppets I remember yesterday came up to me and gave me a smile.
"Hello, Mr.Badboy" she said in a seductive tone.
"Hey. So, what can I call you?" I smirked, eyeing her body up and down. She leaned forward to my ear "Well, you can call me anything you want...Mr.Badboy" she said, then softly rubbed her hand against my zipper.
This girl is a pro. She knows exactly what to say and do to a guy, this girl is dangerous.
"I'll call you kitten..."
"Here's my number and address, come by tonight, if you want to hear this kitten purr" she handed me a piece of paper, winked at me, and left. Joe left to report something to my father. Time passed by fast, I got ready to go to the blonde's house.
'I'm on my way now' I texted her.
'Hurry up, Mr. Badboy ;)' she texted back. I hopped on my motorcycle to her house. I knocked on the door, blonde open up the door slowly. She wore a silk bathrobe, slowly she took it off letting it fall onto the ground. Here she stood wearing a pink and white lingerie outfit with kitty ears.
"Do you like it, Mr.Badboy?"
"Uh...I-" before I could finish my sentence she flung herself onto me. It's already 12, I started to put back on my clothes "I guess I'll see you another time?" she asked.
I smirked and turned to her "We'll see..." I said leaving her house.
We didn't have mind blowing sex, it was just a...one night thing only,just what I was expecting.
I need a few drinks.
I headed towards the bar across the movie theater. "Yo. Let me get a few glasses of scotch" I said, the bartender nodded. "Look it here guys, it's the school's new Badboy" a brown hair guy said with a group of his friends behind them. They wore jerseys, my guess is there football jocks.
"Listen. I didn't come here to beat your asses, I came just for a few drinks" I said turning back to my drink.
"Oh, Mr.Badboy here thinks he can beat are ass. Let's show him a nice welcome, guys" one of the guys said shoving me, causing my drink to fall over my clothes.
"I'm warning you. Once I start I won't be able to stop until I see blood" I snapped. The whole bar got quiet, the jocks were angry. "Hey, leave or I'll call the cops" the bartender told them, they shook there shoulders and left but it's not over just yet. "Thanks" I told the bartender, he nodded and continued to his work. After a few hours I've decided to go home, walking out I felt someone's present. I walked towards the movie theater parking lot "We're not finished, Badboy. I'm going to teach you not to sleep around with my girl" he hissed. A smile crept on my face "You mean...Kitten? Oh she's a pro in bed, she knows all the positions almost like she had lots and lots of practice. Pretty sure one of your friends behind you is sleeping with her behind your back or maybe I could be wrong".
He looked like he was going to explode in anger, just what I wanted.
"You take that back, badboy"
"Take what back? The truth? Hey, man I'm just help you out here. I still can hear the sweet sound of her moaning and screaming my name for more" I chuckled. Is it me or did I see a vain pop on his forehead?
"That's it!" he yelled coming at me with full force, but I was too quick, I punched him in the stomach then his jaw, he fell back. His friends were next, it didn't take long for me to drop them all on there asses.
"Is that all you got, jock? Your all bark and no bite. Fight me some other time? See yah" I turned and walked away, next thing I felt a sharp in my side. I look down to see blood spreading on my shirt, suddenly I fell down. The sharp pain was getting stronger, looking up I seen the jock with a knife with blood on it; my blood.
That son of a bitch stabbed me, bitch move bro, real bitch move.
"Oh my gosh, Tyler. You fucking stabbed him?! What the hell is wrong with you, man?!" One of the jocks said. "Shut the fuck up. We don't speak of this to anyone, understand" he yelled, they nodded there heads.
I started to see darkness, they heard footsteps and ran away like the bunch of fucking cowards they are.
I never expected to die like this... I thought a car crash or something.
"Er...Um. Hey are you alright?..."A girl asked turning me over to my back, I remember her voice it sounds so soothing, and relaxing.
"...A-Angelo?!" She said in shock, then I blacked out.
She knows my name? She know me? Some reason I like it when she says my name.
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Danny's POV
"Um. Angelo, stay with me, don't fall asleep" I said trying to stop the bleeding.
"What should we do?" Luke asked
"We'll take him to my house, I'll have to close the wound myself. Put him in your car but don't touch him" I ordered, "Where are you going?" he look confused.
"I can't just leave his motorcycle, someone will steal it. I'll meet you at my house, hurry!" I said getting on his motorcycle.
I honestly did know how to ride a motorcycle, thanks to my dear father.
I speeded towards my house. I could see why he loves this bike, it's amazing.
We picked him up, laid him on the bed in the guest room. "I'll be right back, I new to get the first aid kit. Keep putting pressure on the wound" I told Luke before running into my bathroom, he was loosing a lot of blood. I came back "Are you sure you know what your doing?" Luke asked.
I smiled at him "Both my parents are doctors remember, I grew up learning these things. Just trust me".
2hrs later I finished cleaning, and sewing up the wound. He still hasn't woken up yet. Luke is staying the night over. I sat in the room waiting for Angelo to wake up, he slept so peacefully, he looked kinda...cute sleeping.
Wait...what? No. Don't fall for his looks, don't do it.
Suddenly Angelo started waking up, he looked around until his eyes met mines. "What am I doing here? This isn't my room" he said getting up slowly. Quickly, I pushed him down "Um. N-No. You can't get up yet" I said. "Nobody tells me what to do, sweet cheeks" he pushed my hands away, forcing himself up.
Why doesn't he understand I'm trying to help him... ugh. he's so stubborn.
"Well, I guess I'll be the first. Now stop and lay down!" I yelled. "Please" I said softly, he looked at me and smirked. "Alright, sweet cheeks. You're the first to actually command me to do something and I did. Congrats" Angelo said, he looked down and saw the bandages.
"T-Thank you? And don't call me that, I hate pet names. There just a lame excuse for someone who either doesn't care about your name, doesn't want to know it, or forgot it"
"Then what do you prefer me to call you then?"
"Er...Um.. Maybe by my name? It's Danny ..."
"Nah. I'll call you...Ginger"
"Why?...I-"
"...Your hair color" he smiled.
"Eh...O-Ok? Well, stay in bed. Your wound hasn't healed yet, it'll take 3 weeks tops"
"What happened? What did you do to me? Where am I?"
"Y-You were stabbed but it missed your kidney by an inch. I-I cleaned and sew up your wound before it got infected and lastly you're in my house" I breathe out.
"I'll tear that son of a bitch head apart for this" he said balling up his fists. "Um...Just stay here. I'll call one of my butlers-I mean maids-I mean someone to bring your food and clean clothes. B-Bye" I said rushing out the bedroom.
"Aye, Ginger" he said, I turned around and met his eyes.
"Thank you" he smiled. Not just any smile, a happy smile.
"You helped me, I just returned the favor" I closed the door.
My face felt lava hot, my heart is beating really fast, my knees are feeling like noodles. What's wrong with me? What's going on with me? Badboy's don't say 'thank you'. Something deep inside tells me he's different. But I can't go down that road.