I still have no idea what's wrong with the reads....Anyhoo, new chapter!!!!!!!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Blair Matthew
"Oh Holy Father Of Heaven." I say rubbing my eyes as i get up. I feel like shit.When i look at my surroundings i realise that this isn't my bedroom. I also feel a pair of eyes watching me. When i look at the person guessing it would be Raymond, I gasp.
It isn't Raymond. It's Steve Newman! Shirtless! And he's smirking. I feel like ripping that smirk off his face. Grrr...
I look down at myself and see that i'm wearing my dress. I didn't realise i was holding my breath. I let the air out and sigh.
"I might be a manwhore but i don't take advantage of drunk girls. I'm not that low." He states.
"Oh yeah? Then why didn't you call my friends and have them take me home?" I ask.
"They were as drunk as you were. And if i had called your mom or dad they'd be furious. So i thought i'd let you sleep over at my place." He says slowly as if i were a five year old.
Well he did have a point. "But why am i in your room?" I ask.
"Well... If you woke up in an other room you would've panicked and called the cops or somethin' so I thought it best that you sleep here with me." He says.
"Well why didn't you take the couch or sleep on the floor?" I ask angrily.
"If anyone, it should be you sleeping on the couch or on the floor not me. It's my house and i was kind enough to let you sleep on my bed." He states cockily.
Ugh this guy drives me nuts! If i had any good thoughts about him before, it all flew out the window. "If you did try anything with me and i come to know about it, I'll kick your reproductive organs so hard you won't be able to have kids."
And then he starts to laugh! Wtf? I was serious. I feel like punching him on the nose soo hard. Grrr......
"Well, if you should know i've learnt karate and kickboxing for six years and i'm a gymnast." I state proudly.
He looks up at me and raises his eyebrow. "So,pretty redhead is a tomboy is she?" He asks cockily.
I blush and look down. Not cuz he said I was a tomboy, i blushed cuz he said I was pretty.
"Whetever." I say.
"You look cute when you blush." He says with a smile. And i blush harder.
Then all the food in my stomach comes up to my mouth and I rush to the bathroom. While i'm puking my guts out Steve holds my hair back. Aww sooo sweet. NOT. If he's doing this to get in my pants then he better keep dreaming.
I flush down the puke and sit on the floor. Ugh, I really do feel like shit.
"Here drink this with water. Don't worry, it's just aspirin." He says.
I take the pill and gulp it down with the water he gave me.
"Thanks. I really apprecite you helping me and all...." I say sincerely.
" 'S ok. I don't mind helping a damsel in distress." He says.
Then out of no-where my phone starts to ring. I go back into the bedroom and take my phone out. I check the caller ID and see that it's my brother.
"Hey Blake! How have you been?" I say. I know i'm in big trouble.
"Don't hey Blake me young lady! I was worried sick about you. Then i get a call from Steve Newman and he said that you got wasted and lost consciousness so he took you to bed. If he tried anything with you, you tell me. I'll beat the crap out of him." He says "oh and if he didn't then tell him thanks from me." He says.

YOU ARE READING
Tomboy Ain't Good Enough For Ya?
Teen FictionHi! I'm Blair Matthews. Your average 18 year old innocent adorable lil angel(NOT). I'm actually a tomboy. But for my mom i act like a "LADY". Her dream daughter. Anyways, this year is gonna be a bash becuz my BFF is commin back from Australia!!! A...