Anxious

When the female wrapped her arounds around his neck the rock star kept his dark eyes on hers and he listened to her question about what his mother taught him. She taught him a lot of things how to kill someone and how to take back his life from anyone who wanted to hurt him. That’s what mother taught him as a little boy. "She taught me how to get away with murder and how to lie to someone. What did your mother teach you?” His voice was low and husky when she lit her cigrarette and blew smoke in his face he was getting angry at her and turned on at the same time here.

"I wouldn't know. Never knew her. Dad was a prick of course. She died in child birth so of course it's all my fault isn't it? He acted like I wanted it. Like it was my plan or something. Told him to fuck right off. Like I do to most people, including you. So what do you want sweet cheeks? I'm not just a fuck."

He laughs, delighted by her answer. “Hell yeah I do! Show me how the Swedish party and I’ll show you how Cook parties.”

"So what's your poison?" The girl asks, playing with the end of her hair.

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"…Bitch.." He smirked. 

"I was trying to sleep you absolute twat."

10 word story (via breakingbraces)