The bad boy artist became my boyfriend ch2

Thanks bekah for the title. And tysm for the support. It Means a lot.

We went to a pizza shop near the arcade. We shared a large cheese pizza and we both got a coke. “Drink that coke young lady. Can’t have you passing out on the first date” “ok ok. Your not my dad geez” “I can be your daddy tho” he said smirking. I put my hand on my chest. “We just had our first kiss, which was the most dramatic first kiss with someone I’ve ever had. And now, now your talking about being my daddy. Are you trying to give me a heart attack” “oh Reyna, I’m not trying to give you heart attack now, but maybe later” again smirking. “Oh my god clay. Your to much” “you bet I am” “ok no more sex references” “fine” he said with a dramatic sigh. “So Clay. Can I see some of your art?” “Wanna go drive around town and see it?” “YES” “then after we eat” our pizza came and we ate then paid. We went to his car and I hopped in. He drove around until he found one of his pieces. “Look, I did that one a few weeks ago. I’m surprised they haven’t painted over it yet” it was this wall with a hand that held a daisy. It was dark out but the street lamp lit it up perfectly. “Clay...wow it beautiful” (here comes a cliche) “not as beautiful as you” “your so cheesy oh my god” “you love it though” he starts driving again. “I think they painted over most of my pieces let’s go to the one from last night.” He drives about 1/2 a mile from the drug store I was at last night. He pointed and I saw it. It was this medium sized mural. It had a quote that read “No one has ever become poor by giving” -Anne frank. The quote was on a “poster” with a young girl holding it. And in the other hand she had a book. I couldn’t see what was written on the book. But it was beautiful. “Ok this tops the last one, I’m glad you didn’t get caught by the cops. Because this is epic” “Thank you” “well, what we gonna do now?” “Wanna come to my dorm?” “You have a roommate” “yep” “I have none, want to come to mine instead?” “Do I?” “I’ll take that as a yes” he drives us back to the dorms on campus. When we get there he follows me back to my dorm and I show him where I am. “Nice dorm” “Thanks” I close the door behind me. Immediately he slammed me against the door and kissed me. I kissed him back and wrapped my legs around his waist. He ran his fingers through my hair. He stopped and left ones at me “Fuck, your lips are so sort, I could literally kiss them all day” I blushed. “Hey clay?” “Yes, wait your trembling. Are you ok? Omg did I hurt you?” “No no, but can we just chill for a sec.” truth is I was scared that if I gave him what he wanted he would leave. I was scared I would never hear from him again after this. He set me down. I sat on my bed and looked up at him. He came over to me. “What’s wrong?” He asked. “Nothing, it’s nothing.” “Please talk to me” “Is this just a one time thing” “What?” “Well you obviously wanna have sex. Is it just a one time thing?” “Why would you think that?” “Your so sweet and kind and hot. You could easily get a gir-“ he stopped me “shush, you think I show any girl my art. I like you a lot. You saved me from the fucking cops. But your obviously nervous so let’s not tonigh ok? C’mon” he can and sat down next to me. I laid my head on his shoulder. “It’s ok I got you.” He wrapped his arms around me. I closed my eyes. “Your so cute.” I opened my eyes. “Can you stay here tonight” “I planned on staying whether you asked or not. Your obviously not ok” He was right I wasn’t. He was just to perfect if he left me I think I would break. I got up to change. “Hey close your eyes” he laughed “ok” and he put his hands over his eyes. “No peaking young man” I pulled off my shirt and put on a more comfy one. I took off my jean shorts and put on some athletic shorts. “You can open your eyes now.” “Thank you” I climbed in my bed and said “can you lay with me, no funny business though” “okay”

To be continued