The Bad Boy, The Bet & Me

Chapter 16: Classic Horror Scenes & The Truth

Breathing in the smell of fresh, new, crisp sheets, I squint my eyes open to adjust to the lighting. Although my bed at home as been there for me through thick and thin, these hotel bed are the bomb. It's so comfy, cosy and all round amazing. I stretch out my arms and legs ending up like a starfish. I honestly feel sorry for my future husband when he wakes up in the same bed as me. I could probably knock him out with my morning stretches.

Lazily, I get out of the warmth of the bed and walk over to the cupboard where I unpacked my clothes and bits and bobs. If I had kept it in my bag, everything would have become creased and basically need to ironed drastically and I can't be bothered so...

Sniffing myself, I mutter to myself, ''Shower sounds good.''

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''ZAC!!!!! HURRY UP ALREADY!!!''

We found out the worst thing ever yesterday when I had needed to pee. Turns out there's only one bathroom, and there's two of us. Let me remind you that one is a horrible, boyish, gorilla like; Zac.

THIS IS NOT FAIR.

I hear Zac humming which pisses me off even further since I know now he's taking long deliberately to wind me up. Oh when he comes out I'm going to rip his voicebox out and make sure that he can't utter a word before I get a cow to chew on his-

Zac opens the door wide to reveal him in nothing, but a towel wrapped around his waist. Oh god. This is not good for me. I seem to have forgotton what I was meant to do and I continue to embarrass myself by staring at his ripped body. Even though my face is going red like a juicy strawberry, my eyes won't  compute with my brain which is telling it to ' TURN YOUR HEAD AWAY YOU PRAT, GO FEAST ON A TUB OF BJ OR SOMETHING!'

But no.

I stand there gawping at him and cursing him secretly for him to be so hot and perfect and have the most perfect hair ever.

Zac coughs, obviously pleased with himself that he managed to do that to me and I look up at him, blood racing to my cheeks. ''You done drooling over me?''

How do I get myself out of this one?!

"Psh, yo-u, you wish! You may be ridiculously hot but you are definitely and certainly the most annoying, careless, arrogant, ego filled, guy I have ever met in my life. And I live with Elliot.''

Zac smirks before leaning over, moving his breathtaking defined body to mine before whispering in my ear which send a pleasant shiver down my spine to my toes. ''But I'm still ridiculously hot.''

Honestly. Out of all that, he clings onto that?

Rolling my eyes back, I push past him swiftly brushing my arm against his drooling-worthy chest making an imaginary burn against my skin with his touch. As I close the door I hear him chuckle before I head into the shower.

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I smell like lemon. Not any lemon, but the most sour, sweet, juiciest lemon you'll ever see. All thanks to the hotel complimentary shower gel. I may or may not ask for some bottles to take back home. I mean, they wont miss a few will they?

Tiptoeing into my room with a towel wrapped tightly around my body, I peek through the curtains to see what the weathers like. It's not hot at all which I don't really mind since I've been bathing in sunshine in California, but it's more breezy with the sun shining through the gap of the clouds. Most definitely sweater weather.

My hair drips down my back and some drops splatter onto the white carpet which feel like your walking on clouds. ''Nice legs.''

Turning around to the voice with haste, I see Zac with his head peeking out from the door staring directly at my legs. I squeal before screaming, ''GET OUT YOU MORON!!''