Chapter 1: Chapter 1
I was walking down the street when I saw him. He was standing on the corner, staring at me. He was tall, dark, handsome and had an intense gaze. I was mesmerized. He was the hottest guy I had ever seen. His black hair was slicked back and his white shirt was buttoned up to his neck. He looked like he was ready for a night of crime.
"Hey." He said.
I turned around and smiled. "Hi." Ieplied.
"You look like you're lost." He said.
"I am." I replied.
"Where are you going?" He asked.
"I'm going home." I said.
"Let me give you a ride." He offered.
I hesitated. "No, that's okay. I have to walk." I said.
"Come on." He urged.
I sighed. "Okay." I agreed.
He grabbed my hand and we walked down the street. I was nervous but he seemed nice. We got into his car and he drove off.
"Where do you live?" He asked.
"the suburbs." I replied.
"Do you go to school?" He asked.
"Yes." I answered.
"Do you go to the same school?" He asked.
"Yes." I answered.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"I'm Angel." I answered.
"Nice to meet you, Angel." He said.
I stared out the window as we drove through the streets. I didn't know why I waso nervous. I guess it was because I had never been in a car with a man before. I was also nervous because I wasn't wearing any make-up. I was just a normal girl who was trying to get home.
We pulled up to a house and he let me out. I thanked him and went inside.
"I'll see you later." He said.
"Bye." I replied.
I went upstairs and unlocked my door. I went insidend closed the door behind me.
My mom was sitting on the couch watching TV. She looked at me and smiled. "Hey sweetie." She said.
"Hi." I replied.
"How was your day?" She asked.
"It was good." I replied.
"Good." She said.
"Can I go to bed now?" I asked.
"Of course." She answered.
I went upstairs and changed into my pajamas. I went to my room and fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night and heard something. I satp in bed and listened. I heard footsteps outside my door. I grabbed my cell phone and flipped it on.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"It's me." A deep voice answered.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm your boyfriend." The voice replied.
"No, I don't have a boyfriend." I replied.
"Angel, open up." The voice said.
I got out of bed and opened the door. "What do you want?" I asked.
"I want to be your boyfriend." He said.
"I don't have a boyfriend." I said.
"Yes you do." He replied.
"No, I don't." I said.
"Yes, you do." Hensisted.
I sighed. "Okay, what do you want?" I asked.
"I want to be your boyfriend." He repeated.
"Well, I don't have a boyfriend." I said.
"I know." He replied.
"So, why do you want to be my boyfriend?" I asked.I asked.