My eyes felt sore when I first woke up. There were two arms wrapped around me keeping me close. Brad. I thought and closed my eyes again. Wait.. Brad! My eyes popped open. Shit! Shitshitshit! Okay slowly slip out of his arms. I started to carefully slid away when the same two strong arms that were wrapped around me pulled me back into his chest. I could see that Brad was smiling. Wait does that mean? He's awake!
"Your awake!" I half yelled.
His eyes slowly fluttered open. "Good morning to you too Bambi," he glanced down at my body."you look hot." He winked.
"If you were awake why are you still holding me?" I felt heat rise to me cheek.
"I like it when you close to me." He whispered into my ear making me shiver. He chuckled at this. I placed my hand on his chest to try and push him away but I felt skin instead of fabric and paused with my hand on his chest in shock.
"Enjoying yourself?" I realized that my hand was still feeling him and pulled it away.
"Why aren't you wearing a shirt?"
"It got hot with you cuddled up close to me." He nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck and I pushed him away then sat up.
"Then why didn't you move away from me?" I sounded annoyed, but in reality he looked very good with out a shirt. I wanted to put my hand back on his chest.
"Mm cause you look sexy when your asleep." He growled.
"Your disgusting." I spat and got out of the bed. He groaned eyeing me up. I looked down at myself, I had forgotten that I was wearing very short pyjama shorts and hadn't noticed that my tank top had road up revealing my belly button piercing and my tattoo. Also it revealed my cleavage all too well. I could feel the tension building around us. "Umm I'm gonna go, uh shower." I tried to hurry out of the room.
"Call me if you need any help in there." I ran to my bathroom. I locked the door and sat there breathing heavily. My heart was beating a mile a minute. I think there is something seriously wrong with me! What's wrong with my heart. I could almost feel it beating out of my chest. Maybe I'm having a heart attack! Or maybe you find Brad Nordstrom attractive? Shut up hormones! Whatever.
I hopped in the shower and did my usual routine. After I dried my dark brown hair (nearly black) to fall into a sleek straight style. My makeup was minimal then finally I put on a pair of faded peach shorts and a a white translucent T-shirt with a dark peach tank top underneath. I purposely took the long root to the kitchen so I could walk by the the spare bedroom to see if stupid face Brad was still there. Yeah that's right. I wrote down that sick burn. He wasn't there. My first though was he bailed. I shouldn't have expected anything else I mean its freaking Brad. Always has to be mysterious. Whatever, I don't care! I want food! And the food is in the kitchen. So that's where I headed.
"Hey Bambs." I jumped at the sound of a male voice. But not just any males voice. The one and only mr. Brad Nordstrom! I spun around to see a bare chest that was way to close for comfort. I looked up. Two sparkling dark almost black, brown eyes stared down into mine. I automatically blushed and backed away. A sudden coldness gave me goosebumps from the loss of body heat. Shut up brain! Calm your damn hormones! Breath in; douche bag. Breath out; ass hole. Right! Got it! Oops staring.
Brad was raising one of his eyebrows at me. And the heat return back to my cheeks just as soon as it left. "Mm Bambi I know I'm sexy but try to contain yourself."
"I'll never understand how one can be so conceited and still manage to know anyone who actually likes them." I put my hands on my hips and gave him an 'are you serious' look.
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The Bad Boy He Never Was
RomanceHigh school is shitty enough, once you add a bad boy with baggage, a high strung ex boyfriend and minus a work crazed mother it's a recipe for disaster. Alice was used to her quiet life of being the golden child, the last person she thought she woul...