Meet Mr.Badboy

Chapter 8: Our Child

Katherine's POV:

The Millers were supposed to be here in an hours time. And here I am in nothing but a bathrobe pacing my room and deciding what to wear. I don't want to dress up too much and look like I'm trying to hard but I also don't want to dress as a hobo. The struggle is real.

After twenty minutes I sigh and give up. I think I'll fake some sickness and stay up in my room. I am just about to go down and tell my mom I won't be able to take part in the dinner when, "Katherine!"

"Yes mom?"

"I need you to be down in fifteen minutes. Are you even ready?"

I gave out a nervous laugh from my room and lied, "Yeah of course."

Great I just have fifteen minutes to get ready. After literally turning my closet upside down, I found a blue lace dress which reaches up to my knees. I left my hair in its natural waves and applied the tiniest bit of makeup. One last glance at the mirror.

Hmm I do work well under pressure.

I rushed down the stairs and the very moment the bell rang. My mom pulled me into the kitchen and said, "Listen Kath, this business your father has set up with Mr.Miller is very important. I want you to be at your best behaviour. Okay?"

I knew how important this was for dad, so I simply nodded. If dad's and mom's happiness depended on me, then I guess spending a few hours with the resident bad boy won't be so bad.

~*~

I was wrong. I was so wrong. Not only is this bad, but also humiliating. We are sitting in the dining table with Jason next to me and my parents describing my embarrassing childhood stories. They are talking about the one time I stomped on a teachers foot because she wasn't giving me an extra chocolate. No I was not a brat, but when it comes to chocolates I can't help it. The whole table is laughing while my face most probably is as red as a red velvet cake. Wait I haven't had a red velvet cake for a long time, maybe I should go to the bakery sometime soon. But I really hope the bakery is nearby I don't really like driving. It gets stressful, especially if you learnt to drive in New York.

Kath your digressing again.

Oh yeah right.

I can just imagine Jason teasing me about this later. Could my life get any worse? Apparently it just did.

"Oh do you want to see baby Kath?" My mom asked with way too much enthusiasm.

I just groaned and was about to protest when the ever lovely Mrs.Miller a.k.a Jessica said, "We all would love to but Robert honey we'll have to head home, I forgot to feed the cat"

Jason gave a shocked look to his mother and asked, "We have a cat? How come I've never seen it?"

I guess Jason couldn't catch onto his mother's little lie. Suddenly he yelled in pain and looked at his mother as if she grew two heads. Haha Jessica is a pretty cool mom, I've only know her for two days and I already like her.

~*~

Currently I am sitting in health class and trying my best to pay attention to the teacher. Being a nerd makes me want to score an A for every subject, including health.

"So class for your assignment you will be working as a pair and will have to take care of this egg. This egg right here is your child. This is your life. Don't break it. Also I've already chosen your partners so no discussions."

The whole class groaned simultaneously.

The teacher kept on reading the names, "Claire and Harry, Jessica and Evan, Nicole and Chris....."

"Katherine and Jason"

Could this get any more cliché?

I looked behind to see Jason smirking at me. Looks like that's his permanent expression.

"Okay class go sit with your partners and I will come around and hand you an egg and a guide."

After class got over I walked out of the class with an egg in one hand and a parenting book in the other while Jason was laughing his arse off.

"Okay you keep the egg first and I'll collect it tomorrow." I said while handing Jason the egg and practically running away from him.

After school got over, I had to go grocery shopping since my favourite cereal was over. Also I was craving Kit-Kats. No, I'm not on my periods. While heading out the shop, I received a text.

From: Jason, the sexy beast

Emergency, come now.

What did he do now?

Also why is his name called, 'Jason, the sexy beast'?

I drove to his house imagining what could have possibly gone wrong. Maybe he lost the guide the teacher gave us? I mean he definitely couldn't have done something to the egg. Right?

As soon as I parked the car I literally ran towards his house and banged the doors. When the doors were opened I realised I wasn't prepared for this. Hell I'll never be prepared for this. In front of me stood a half naked Jason with a full six pack. I felt the blood reach to my cheeks. This is when I actually thank my olive skin tone.

"Why were you banging the door like a crazy woman?"

"I-uhm-I was worried." Focus on the child now. Focus.

"Worried?" He had a confused look on his face when sudden realisation dawned upon him and I saw his face pale.

"What did you do Jason?"

He avoided my question and told me to come in. I've been to his house before for the regular family dinners but I usually straight when to the kitchen or the dinning room. "Wait here I'll put something on", he said before disappearing.
I walked up to the photophrames which were hanging on the walls.

There was a picture of Jason when he was really small, probably four or five years old. He had shabby hair and an adorable grin plastered across his face while he stood holding a huge bicycle. I was actually amazed how the thing didn't crush him. Next to that was a beautiful wedding picture of Jessica and Robert. Before I could proceed to analyse the other pictures, Jason appeared with a gloomy face and asked me to follow him to the kitchen.

On the kitchen counter was a plate of pancakes. They looked pretty good. And now I'm starting to feel hungry.

I looked at Jason who stood on the other side of the counter staring at the pancakes. Okay what's going on?

"Jason, um, what's the emergency?"

"Okay before you get mad, hear me out. So I came home and didn't eat anything, since I wasn't feeling quite hungry. An hour ago, I started craving pancakes, so came down and started to make pancakes, like any sane person would do. After I made the pancakes, I realised that I didn't have eggs in the house in the morning. And then I realised that I may have used the egg we got in health class for the pancake. I'm sorry."

To say I was shocked was an understatement. My jaw was practically on the floor. After opening and closing my mouths at least ten times the only thing I could say was,

"You cooked our child!"

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