To the ones who dream and dream big.

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My phone beeped at almost eleven thirty that night and I was surprised to find that it wasn't Lottie this time. I'd ignored all of her texts and calls so far. My mind was too preoccupied with other stuff but this was an unknown number.

You awake?

It's not even midnight, are you kidding me? Of course I'm up. I texted back.

What're you up to then, since you're such a wild night cat?

I smirked. Correct me if I'm wrong, but is this a booty call?

Do you want it to be?

Maybe.

The response came after a few minutes. I'm parked outside your house.

My eyes widened as I re-read his text and I chuckled. Of course, he'd know where my house is. The notorious bad boy had to but ask and the required information would flow out like water.

I'll be out in 10. I texted before jumping off of the bed and rushing to grab my makeup bag. I did have experience when it came to looking presentable in a short period of time. Quickly pulling out my concealer, I started to dab away at my face.

I wasn't satisfied with my look in exactly ten minutes but twenty minutes later, I was sneaking down the stairs and out of the front door. The lights in the house were all shut and I didn't make a single sound. I briefly wondered if my mother was asleep or if she was also simply lying down, restless. I continued out of the house, pushing that thought out of my head.

As he had said, his car was parked right out front and my heart started to hammer in my chest, as I approached it. It was hard to make out Ace's expression because it was a bit dark so I walked around to the other side of the car and pulled open the passenger door.

I had only gotten inside and shut the door, when his eager fingers closed around my arm and pulled me towards him. My eyes closed on reflex when his lips touched mine.

He was raw emotion. And I was quickly becoming addicted to it.

He pulled away from the kiss too quickly and I caught his eyes in the darkness. His breath was hot on my face as he mumbled, "Let's finish what we started."

Then he straightened up in his seat and started the car. I leaned back in my seat as we drove away from my house. I sighed quietly, my heart still beating fast.

We didn't speak at all for minutes and Ace pulled up in an empty parking lot in front of a department store. This time it was me that reached for him first, my quivering lips hungry for contact. I kissed him hard, taking him by surprise for a moment but he recovered within a few seconds as he kissed me back.

My hands found their way into his hair and I gently tugged, causing a muffled groan from him. Satisfied at his reaction, I pushed my tongue into his mouth and started to suck at his tongue.

We broke away for a few seconds as both of us tried to catch our breaths. He was looking at me with wonder and his lips slowly lifted up in a smirk. I winked at him. "And that's just the beginning," I whispered into his ear.

His lips were on my neck now without warning and I lifted my head to give him more access to it. He nibbled gently in all the right places and I couldn't help but mōan. I shuddered when he moved lower and sucked on my bõobs through my blouse. I gasped as I felt his tongue circle around my nipple. Somehow the fabric being present between us excited me even more.

I cried out a little when he bit me softly and my fingers tugged even harder on his hair. I felt myself getting wet down there as he let out a low growl. One of his hands was resting on my thigh as the other one squeezed my breast. I felt his hand inch closer and closer between my legs and I spread them apart, welcoming his touch. His hand dived inside and he grazed his fingers against my underwear. I shuddered again, moaning aloud. He didn't tease me this time and instead pushed my underwear aside as his fingers touched my clìt. I gasped.

His touches got aggressive and faster and hungrier while my moans got louder and more frequent. He kissed me again and this time, it was a bit slower and more intimate, as if he was savoring every moment. This sent chills down my spine and my body shivered violently as I felt myself reach my climax.

I sighed out loud as my body relaxed after a minute and I leaned back in my seat, breathing hard. I looked over at Ace and he winked at me, while licking his fingers. I actually blushed.

Half an hour later, I sat waiting in the car as I watched Ace approach with some nachos in his hands. He had gotten hungry after our little 'session'. Apparently, he had skipped dinner and so had I. So here we were, getting a late dinner together.

His eyes were transfixed on the nachos and I couldn't help but smile at him. He looked adorable, a trait that wouldn't fit with his bad boy image. He made me very curious. I wanted to know more, possibly everything about him.

He placed the plate on the hood of the car and motioned for me to step outside. Then, he turned around and sat on the hood himself, making the car tilt a little because of his weight. I stepped outside and walked towards the front of the car.

"Really?" I asked him, folding my arms. "Eat on the car? How romantic."

He frowned. "I'm sorry, I must've missed the fact that we're apparently in a relationship, let alone a romantic one."

Rolling my eyes at him, I sat down. "Whatever. I'm too hungry to form any sort of comebacks."

Unlike last time, I wasn't picky with what I ate as long as I got something in my stomach. The nachos were pretty good and soon, I was stuffing two at a time with my sticky fingers. When I glanced at Ace, he started laughing and instead of feeling embarrassed about my state, I stuck my tongue out at him. He shook his head, still smiling at me.

My hair was open and there was a soft breeze blowing and for the first time in a long time, I felt content.

For the first time in a long time, I didn't care about how I looked like. I didn't care whether I looked presentable or pretty or sexy. I felt like I didn't have to look any sort of way. At least, not for now, not at the moment.

Not while I was siting under the stars on the hood of a car with a boy who couldn't stop smiling at the way I was eating cheesy nachos.

"Stop staring," I said to him after a while. "It's starting to turn creepy."

"Oh? It's supposed to flatter you, actually," he said.

I was quiet for a minute, looking ahead. My mind was clear. "Thank you," I breathed so softly, I wasn't sure if he even heard it. I wasn't sure if I wanted to repeat it.

"You're welcome, Wilson."

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