Mr Player You've Met Your Match!

A/N - Heyahh guys! Sorry I havent uploaded sooner, I could make an excuse like - 'Ive been on holiday' or 'a family crisis' but, the real reason is, I just couldn't be arsed :) I hope you like this chapter, coz I spent a while on it. Its a bit longer too. COMMENT VOT AND FAN!! Mostly vote though, coz I feel special when I get an email and its from wattpad saying someone voted for my story ;)

Chapter... (erm, I'm not sure what chapter it is, I want to say 14??? or maybe 10???) -

I went to bed that night wondering what to do, was this what I wanted?

No, of course it wasn't. I didn't want to be in a 'relationship'!

These thoughts were going through my mind until I realised that it was

almost 2am, I decided I needed some sleep. I tried my hardest to get

to sleep, but I couldn't, his face kept popping into my head. Then I

heard a noise.

It was nothing Mel, thats what I kept telling myself. But then I heard

it again. A light flicked on - OH FUCK!

I quickly got out of my bed ran to my home gym. I know, I have a home

gym but I go and pay $200 to go to one for some guy. Typical. Once I

got to the gym, I quickly rooted through the room until I found a

tennis raquet. I held it in one hand and formed and fist in my other

and rapidly ran down the stairs. I then ran towards the tall figure

that was facing the opposite direction that I was coming from and ai

hit him over the head with my tennis raquet and punched their back.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed as I attacked the intruder.

"Mel, its me." he said.

"Danny?" Danny was my twin brother who was supposed to be helping our

mom and dad out with the business.

"Yes Mel, its me."

"Oh, oh ok, do you mind explaining what the FUCK your doing here?" I

hadn't seen or heard from Danny in over 18 months. The reason he left

so young was because he was kicked out of school so many times that my

dad made him join his business.

"I know this is a lot to take in, but I'vr come home." he casually

said, obviously not thinking its a big deal.

"Your WHAT?!?!" I said, more shocked than annoyed, even though it

didn't come across that way.

"I'm com--" he can be so dim at times and by dum I mean a complete and

utter loony!!!!

"I heard what you said spaz. I want to know why!"

"Well you know how Jes--"

"Yes I know how he went to help das out." I didn't want to talk about

him, eapecially with more important stuff going on in my life, like my

brother intruding in my house. Yes, that is more improtant than that

son of a bitch, no disrespect to his mom; she made nice brownies.