"What the fuck are you doing, Mason?!" I whisper shout.
"Don't pretend you don't like it, Little Ice Queen." a shiver travels up my spine as he finds the spot.
"Don't, please don't," a soft moan escapes the back of my throat, I find, for a few moments, that I do not care about the consequences, "Please, don't stop."
"You like that, my little ice queen?" He whispers the question huskily into my neck making me feel weak and thankful for him and the wall supporting my body because I probably would have fallen if it weren't for them.
"What the fuck are you two doing?!"
My name is Noelle Carter, I have a rather depressing dark past that I kind of want to keep a secret. My best friends being Axel, Brady and my BFF (best female friend) Lyla. Only Axel and Brady truly know about my past and they support me on the days that I miss school or when I have a relapse.
I feel bad about not telling Lyla about the real me but she doesn't need to know if it'll ruin our friendship.
Now onto the thing you romanticists all around the world want, the bad boy.
Well the bad boy happens to be Lyla's brother. I don't know exactly why he's like that but I know it has something to with his dad.
Well I guess he suddenly decided that since I was clearly the only girl who seemed to not really go for him, that he should suddenly take care of me and try to figure me out.
Read until at least the 30th chapter because I promise it gets good and I'm starting to become a better writer. I'm still trying and I've entered the Wattys so whatever happens happens but remember to vote, comment and share.