Another day at school, that I want to kill myself because I'm so bored. The only thing that goes through my head is what I'm gonna eat when I arrive at home.

My first course is already over and now, time for biology. I swear I'm gonna fall asleep during class. I'm now in front of my locker, organising my books, as I hear a familiar sound coming from behind.
"Heyyy"
I turn around and see my bestie, Riley.
Me:Ooh hey girl. What's up?
Riley:Nothong much. I'm gonna die from boredom.
Me:Me too girl.
We kept talking when she suddenly widens her eyes and flinches.
Me:Whats wrong?
Riley:OMG! THERES GRAYSON. TURN AROUND LOOK AT HIM
me:Grayson who?
Riley:GRAYSON DOLAN YOU IDIOT! THE HOT GUY!

Have I mentioned anything about Grayson? Ooh there's not much you need to know.. Just that he's our school's fuckboy. That's enough.

Me:And why are you freaking out like that?
Riley:Because he's coming towards us. ACT COOL.
My cheeks get a unique red colour and I'm trying to fix my hair. For some reason my heart is pounding really fast and I don't know- Ooh no.

"Hey there beautiful". I hear a voice behind me. I turn around and look up at his eyes.
Me:To how many other girls you have said that?
Gr:Just you! I promise. He jokes
Me:Well thanks for the original compliment but I have to go to class if you don't mind. I reply in a bitchy tone.
Gr:Wow Y/N! Chill out.
me:How come you know my name? I answer, kinda surprised.
Gr:I know every beautiful girl's name, darling. He smirks
Me:Ugh. I sigh. Well, come on Riley. We're gonna be late. I say grabbing Riley's wrist and heading to class.
Gr:I guess I'll see you again. He yells but I'm already far away.
Me:i don't think so. I yell back and get into class

***

I'm in class now, biology as I mentioned before and I literally can't stop thinking about Grayson. He's so damn hot.. And his voice.. Oh my God what I'm saying?!? I must be crazy. Or in love. WITH GRAYSON?!?

I raise my hand and ask the teacher if I could go to the toilet, achieving a yes from him. I walk out of the class and run to the girls'bathroom. I get in the wc, and wash my face. I look myself at the mirror and fix my hair a bit. I take a deep breath and walk out of the wc. All of the sudden, a muscular hand grabs my wrist and pulls me, causing me to flinch. I suddenly found myself inches away from Grayson.

Me:What the heck are you doing? I say trying to leave.
Gr:Youre so freaking hot when you are angry, you know that? He whispers, his hot breath brushing my face. And his voice..
Me:What? Back off Gray or- he cuts me off.
Gr:Or what? You're gonna punch me? He whispers. His voice got me melting.
Me:I don't know but I'm going to scream for help! I say.
Gr:You turn me on so bad..I want you. Now. He whispers in my ear, as he starts nibbling on my ear lobe.
Me:Gray.. I say, breathing heavily. Stop! I have to go to class!
Gr:Well, class can wait, right? He answers.
Not even 10 seconds after he attacks my neck, kissing and sucking on it. I close my eyes and run my hands through his hair, trying to let in my moans. His lips leave a trail of wet kisses and purple marks all over my neck, as he goes up to my jawline.
Me:Gray! I moan. You have to stop!
He stops and makes eye contact with me.
Gr:Make me! He smirks.
Without a warning, he pushes his lips hard against mine, and bites my bottom lip. I moan softly inbetween our kisses, as my hands are constantly going through his hair, messing with it. He moves his right hand to my butt and squeezes it, as his left hand is locked on my lower back. Our lips are moving in a sync for a few minutes, until he pulls away.
Gr:Youre so hot, Y/N. He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
Gr:I wanna make you mine! He says, looking into my eyes.
Me:Then, do it! I smirk.
He smiles and kisses my neck one more time, roughly sucking on it.
Me:What are you doing? I ask.
Gr:Making sure your purple marks are visible. He whispers with that sexy voice.
Me:What?why? I say confused.
Gr:See.. I like marking what's mine. Now, he pauses, you're officially mine baby girl!
Me:And what does this mean?
Gr: It means that I'm the only one who can touch you, kiss you or hug you. He whispers. I will be your boyfriend and not a fuckboy anymore! But for me... you're not my girlfriend or something.
Me: What?!
He kisses my cheek and whispers against my skin.
"You're officially mine!"

I guess I have a thing for fuckboys.. But this one is my favorite..