The Good Girls Bad Boy| 14

Michelle's POV

Tyler's face was only centimetres away from mine. Centimetres away from taking my damn breath away. "I'm not going to lie Michelle. . .You're hot and I like you. Like really like you but I know you and I know if we date you'll be too committed to our relationship that you'd do the same thing you did with Kaleb." He sighed heavily.

"W–what do you know about Kaleb?" I stuttered nervously although I tried to sound put and strong I just couldn't. He didn't answer my question and in one swift motion he cupped either side of my cheeks in one hand and smashed his lips down onto my now puckered up lips.

A gurgling sound escaped my lips when his hand slid from my stomach and wrapped firmly under my butt before my legs no longer touched the ground and they immediately found comfort around his waist.

Out of instinct, I wrapped both hands around his neck, clasping it tightly as to not let go.

He deepened the kiss within seconds as his teeth slid over my lip and he clamped down onto it. I gasped in shock which caused my lips to part and without wasting a second his tongue slid past my lips.

His hands trailed over my back, over my spin which sent a tingle through my body. Mason grabbed a hold of my ponytail and tugged at it before his lips left mine and trailed down my jawline, hovering very dangerously over my neck.

His lips parted against my skin and I gulped deeply when they attached tightly against my skin like a leach coming in contact with the human body.

Just seconds ago he was basically telling me we couldn't date and now he's here kissing the life out of me.

Weird can not describe Mason Hunter.

His lips detached from my neck and his hand trailed over my cheek before he planted a deep kiss against it. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, doll face."

And you have no idea what you're getting yourself into Mason. I've only known him for three weeks and here I am falling deep for him because he just seems different. Psychotic but different.

And I have a feeling that that certain attraction that pulled me towards him like a magnet was the same he felt towards me as well.

I pulled away from the kiss and chuckled when he pouted cutely. "Mason you're confusing me," I mumbled softly, a bit too insecure as well. Something flashed through his eyes for a moment but he quickly covered it up with a small frown. "I'm trying not to." He mumbled back.

We remained in this position for a few moments just staring at each other in silence. Our eyes spoke the words we didn't have too, I want you and I need you but I don't know if I can have you. But sometimes I wonder if there's even love in mine or his.

Will anyone ever love me again? And will I ever fall too deep that I fall into this dark world I can't escape unless my significant other is gone?

He snapped me out of my thoughts by pecking my lips once more and removing his hands from under my butt, letting me easily land on the ground.

I peered up at him confusedly as his signature smirk once again travelled onto his features.

"Come on doll face, we have a tent to build."

•••

I grabbed an empty tray then made my way onto the lunch line. After that intense make-out session with Mason my mind has just been hazy.

After building the tent and trying our hardest to not devour each other's faces we were finally called in for dinner.

"Hey, chica mamacita!" Sebastian chirped from behind me. "Oh! hey Sebastian." I smiled as I moved forward to grab some mashed potato.

"What's going on with you and lover boy?" He suddenly asked, I snapped my head towards him and saw a playful yet mischievous glint glistening in his green eyes.

"N–Nothing, there's nothing going on." I chuckled nervously.

He gave me a dumbfounded look that soon transformed into a sarcastic scoff. "Yeah right, I saw you two building that tent and it looked like some serious sexual tension was radiating off the both of you."

"Sexual tension?"

He sighed as he slung one hand over my shoulder and tilted my body in a different direction. "Look at that." He whispered into my ear.

I followed his gaze and saw Mason sitting at one of the lunch tables, his eyes were settled on me, his lips pulled into a thin line. But the moment our eyes came in contact a smirk slid onto his lips.

That friggin smirk!

"That boy has been staring at you the entire freaking time, his eyes have never left you."

"Are you serious?" I choked out, making sure that I kept my gaze locked with his brown piercing eyes. "Babe I can sense sexual tension and I know when someone's into the other just like I know Kaden's into me but he's just acting like he's not because he's in denial."

I peered up at him with an amused expression then shook my head lightly as he kept his eyes locked on Kaden whose features let out nothing but horror.

"Whatever it is that has been going on between you two, you better solve it. You guys will make so many cute babies!" He squealed.

Before I could answer he winked then quickly glanced at Mason before glancing back and me then mouthing these words to me with his eyes squinted tightly and his lips pulled into a ridiculously large creepy grin, "go get some, babe!" Before walking off like he wasn't just my personal Cupid.

Rolling my eyes, I followed in suit behind him towards a table where Kaden, Mason and some other unrecognizable students sat.

"Hey, babe! Came to get lunch here?" Kaden winked, his hands gesturing towards his crotch as he wiggled his brows flirtatiously. Someone needs to remind Kaden that wiggling your eyebrows is not cute, it's creepy.

"Ignore this peasant babe, have a sit." Sebastian smiled apologetically on Kaden's behalf. I sat down beside Mason who still hasn't–and not very subtly–tore his gaze away from me.

His hands suddenly fell onto my thigh and then very lightly he brushed his fingertips against it which at first made me flinch a little bit then I visibly relaxed when a smile stretched across his face.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you looked today?" He whispered softly. "No?" I muttered in confusion.

Without giving me a second to comprehend what was approaching he gripped my cheek softly and lowered his lips down onto mine which caught me very off guard. I heard a few gasps echo around the table in astonishment and mentally slapped myself for kissing him back.

He didn't give me a moment to relish in his lips before he pulled away from the kiss, a smug yet amused expression etched on his face. "Well, you do."