Blaise, The Bad Boy, and The Beast [SLOW UPDATES]

The beach, Lincoln, and the stab wound.

Blaise POV

The picture is Nathan.

Song is Lost Along The Way by Staind

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There's a terrible pain in my head and I can't move, I feel squished.

I reached up to stretch out and rub my eyes, but I had no room. I moved head to the side peeking open one eye. I saw a bundle of red hair and a very peaceful Cassie with an arm wrapped around her. I peeked over her to see whose arm was clinging to her.

 I saw a snoring Tyler. I put my head back down and turned the other way. When I turned around I faced a drooling Jake with his arm clinging to my hip.

This is why I can't move.

I instantly felt better surrounded by my friends. I'm guessing I'm not going to school today. Jared is probably trying to work something out with them. I smiled to myself and decided to make today a good one.

I slowly climbed out of my bed doing my best not to wake anyone up and headed to the bathroom. I took care of business and then washed my stitches the best I can. I went back to my room and decided to make myself presentable. Maybe we could all go to the beach today. I could use a nice day under the sun.

After taming my waves and deciding on no make-up. I went to my closet and got out my simple black bikini, some white shorts and a black tank top. I went to the bathroom, got dressed and headed down stairs. 

I might as well make some breakfast before everyone wakes up. I picked up the remote and turned the radio on. I went to the fridge to get some ingredients when I felt body heat behind me.

"Are you always the peppy after a fight?" A deep voice came from behind me.

I squealed and turned around ready to attack and came to face to chest with Lincoln. He chuckled and steadied my on my feet. I could feel the heat creeping up my neck and my heart rate starting to pick up. I quickly took a step back and scowled at him.

"How did you even get in here?" I pouted.

He shrugged and leaned back on the counter where I started cooking. Why is Lincoln in my house? 

"I came to check on you, I guess I felt the need to make sure my project partner was okay." He said with a small smirk.

"Hm, well I'm fine. Anything else?" I replied lazily.

My mouth formed a small smile that I tried to hide. He actually cared enough to come check on me the next day. Why does he even care? Why do I even care? I need to stop thinking about this. I shrugged the thoughts off and turned around to dismiss Lincoln before my brother's woke up. He was already standing up ready to leave, he's always ready to leave for some reason.

"Walk me out?" he smirked. 

"I guess so." I shrugged and made my way towards to front door.

Lincoln turned around after he stepped out of the front door and leaned down to me. 

"Blaise, go to dinner with me later." he said.

Did he just ask me out? What is going on? No way. I'm not going on a date with the notorious Lincoln Hart, this is not happening to me. I've had my heart ripped in two once before and it was not happening again.

"Not happening." I said trying to shut the door.

He stuck is foot in the door stopping me from shutting it. I sighed and opened it back up glaring at his stupid handsome face. He gave me his woman melting smirk and leaned back down to me placing his hand under my chin.