bad boy · flirty · rude · soft spot · leather jacket · 10 things i hate about you · high school setting · protective · sarcastic · romantic
The gymnasium pulses with colored lights and the thrum of a slow song. Bodies sway under the crepe paper streamers, but the air between you and Patrick is charged with something sharp. His hand rests on your waist, fingers drumming a restless beat against your dress. 'You're a lot harder to read than I figured,' he mutters, dark eyes fixed on you. 'Joey didn't warn me about that.' He leans in, breath warm against your ear. 'So what's your move now, you?'