Living With The Bad Boy

8) You're Leaving The Birthday Boy To Go Make Babies?

L A U R E N

My eyes were still closed but my mind was conscious. My surroundings were warm and hot air filled my face. Snuggling into the warm sofa, I felt slight pricks touching my forehead. Wait what?

Opening my eyes, I stared at a hot and toned chest. Too tired to care, I closed my eyes and snuggled deeper into it. An arm draped around my waist, pulling me closer towards the warm body. Not caring, I erased the distance and pushed myself against it.

"Woah, what happened here?" a familiar voice asked. My eyes flew open and I pushed the toned abs hard, falling on the ground with the blanket in the process.

I grunted and rubbed my eyes, glaring at my smirking brother, who was video-taping this public humiliation.

Lena ran in, looking like her usual pretty self with her long, wavy brown hair, laughing as she saw her red-faced brother and angry new best friend.

"You guys are supposed to be distracting Chase today, not boinking," she said, grinning. Sam was only wearing boxers and I didn't have pants on, of course this looks bad. Wait what, why don't I have pants on?

Shooting both of them my middle finger, I made my way towards my room. My phone showed the time which was 11 AM. It's too early for this. Shoot, we only have one hour until Chase comes.

Making my way inside the bathroom, I made sure to lock both of the doors, not wanting a six foot tall hot idiot to walk in on me naked. Quickly brushing my teeth and lips, I smiled at my lips and teeth, which were now redder and shinier than before.

Hanging a simple grey shirt and blue jean shorts over the pole, I jumped in the shower, enjoying the hot water running down my naked back. I massaged my head with my scented shampoo and jammed to One Direction.

'Cause it's you, oh, it's you

It's you, they add up to

And I'm in love with you

A loud knock echoed through the whole bathroom, interrupting my peaceful shower. Sam.

"SHUT UP AND LEAVE! I'M TRYING TO TAKE A PEACEFUL SHOWER!" I screamed. Ignoring his muffled screams, I finished my shower and throwed on those clothes. Opening the door, I faced an angry Sam.

"I have to pee," he whined. His hands were holding his crotch and he was jumping up and down. It's too early for this. Shooting him a glare, I shoved him in the bathroom and rushed down the stairs. Everyone else left to decorate the party house, even the little ones. Looking out the window, I saw snow falling out. Noo.

I groaned and rushed back upstairs to change into a sweatshirt and leggings. Sam opened my door, looking at my outfit and frowning.

"What?" I asked, frowning back. The party doesn't start for another couple hours, I didn't have to change yet.

"Your legs are covered up," he pointed out, referring to my exposed legs before. He pouted that cu- ugly pout and dramatically sighed. Idiot. "Take off those pants and give me a show," he whined.

My cheeks heated up at his bluntness. Recovering back to my usual state, I punched his shoulder and rushed downstairs to answer the doorbell. Chase stood there in a dark red buttoned up shirt that hugged his lean muscles and dark blue jeans. Approved.

"Nena made me wear this," he explained, gesturing down towards his muscular body. "Apparently she's free later today."

"I know where she's taking you," I said, gesturing for him to come inside. "Sam and I will take you later."