Bad Boys Kidnapped Me

The Kidnapping

I was drunk. I was officially off my ass. I was so drunk that I could barely stand.

I dance with a random guy, his hands roaming all over my body. I hook my arm around his neck and we continue to say to the beat of the music.

"Hey sweetheart" he says in my ear, " want to finish this off at my place?"

"Sure" I smile, looking up at him.

He grins back, showing off his pearly white teeth. I look at his bright blue eyes and he looks me up and down in lust. He tightens his hold on my waist and helps me walk outside. I clumsily trip over my feet when the cold air hits my body like a truck.

I shiver and soon feel warmth. A jacket was over my shoulders and he helps me put my arms through the sleeves. I look at him in surprise but he just smiles and wraps his arm around my shoulder.

That was nice.

We walk to his car and just as I was about to get in my arm is yanked. I shout in protest and see a very pissed off Ryder. My eyes turn into slits as I glare at him, but he was too busy glaring at the guy with the dreamy blue eyes.

I try to tug my arm away but Ryder just tightens his grip. "What are you doing?! Let go!" I snap angrily.

He snaps his head to me and angrily throws the jacket back to dreamy blue eyes. He really had amazing eyes.

Dreamy blue eyes catches the jacket and glares at Ryder.

"Ryder" he grits, his fists were clenched.

My eyebrows furrowed, dreamy blue eyes knew Ryder?

I look at them and the tension was getting more heated and I knew it would turn out ugly if things continued.

Ryder meets his glare before picking me up and throwing me over his broad shoulder.

What the fuck?!!

I scream and start punching his back but the prick doesn't even flinch.

God dammit!

"Would you stop punching me!" He snaps, breathing through his nose angrily.

"No!" I shout back, punching harder.

He stops walking and plops me back on the concrete. I struggle to stand up straight but Ryder grabs my forearm keeping me balanced. I feel the warmth of his touch and I immediately shrug it off, holding onto the wall to balance.

"What were you thinking going in a strangers car?" he asks angrily.

"That's none of your business you big potato" I slur, poking my tongue out.

He raises an eyebrow before an amused expression lands on his face. He fights off a smile and leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Potato?"

"Yeah that's right!" I exclaim. "Potato! You're a big, old, rotten potato."

He chuckles and looks me up and down.
"You're obviously in no condition to be alone" he says more to himself.

"You don't tell me what condition I'm in!" I hiccup angrily, stumbling over my feet once again.

He looks at me blankly and I look into his brown, almost black eyes. Why haven't I noticed how handsome he was before? He had a chiseled jaw, high cheekbones and captivating eyes. Ones you could probably get lost in if you looked long enough. He was also guarded, not showing any kind of vulnerability, and i'm sure he had a lot of skeletons in the closet.

I tilt my head to the side and narrow my eyes. What are you? I've never met someone I couldn't figure out but he definitely was someone you don't see everyday.

"Didn't your parents teach you its not polite to stare?" he asks with a smirk.

I don't reply and continue analysing every single detail. He really is beautiful. His light brown hair looked so soft. I wanted to touch it. I giggle and he raises an eyebrow suspiciously.

"What?" He asks warily.

I take a couple steps towards him until his chest was only a centimetre away and peer up at him.
"You're really pretty for a boy" I smile goofily before I collapse myself on his chest.

He was so warm and I was so fucking cold in this tiny dress. I hook my arms around his back and lean my chin against his chest so I was still looking up at him.

He looks down at me in surprise. I smile lazily and give him a big squeeze. He was so warm!! I think the serotonin was kicking in.

He inches closer and starts to scan my face, his expression was soft before the stoic face i was so use to appeared back.

"Come on" he sighs, grabbing me bridal style.

I let myself go limp and my head hangs off his arm. I watch the sky, the stars were so bright. I bring my arms up and wave my fingers.

"Ryder we have ten fingers!" I say.

"Wow I had no idea" he says dryly.

"That's a lot of fingers" I mumble.

He chuckles and I hear the vibrations on his chest, soothing me.

"Hey Ryder!"

I hear multiple people running towards me but I had no energy so I just lay in Ryders arms with my eyes closed.

"What happened?!"

"Nothing, she just drank too much" Ryder replies.

"Do you still want to go through the plan?"

It was silent for a while.

"Yes" Ryder replies.

Plan? What plan?

Ryder starts to walk and I hear the clubs music get softer and softer, and soon I couldn't hear it at all.
I was getting more tired by the minute and my last thought before I passed out was how good Ryder smelt.