Good Girl Gone Bad

Three

My dad walks into my room. "Nicole, we need to talk." He says, and I look up at him. "I need you to apologize to Taylor." He says. "No way." I say with a smirk. He sits down next to me. "Sweetie, we are going to be living with them for at least a month, you need to get along with him, I don't want to get kicked out." My dad says, he was serious. I glare at him. "Please honey, for me." He says. "Fine." I say, and get up. My dad walks out to his room. I go next door, and muster all my courage to knock on his door. He opened it, and was wearing just a undershirt and sweats. He raises an eyebrow when he sees me. "What can I do for ya Hollister?" He asks, a smirk on his face. I take a deep breath, before I speak. "I wanted to apologize, since I'm going to be here for a while, I am going to try my best to get along with you." I say. He stares into my blue eyes for a moment. "Apology accepted." He said. "And, do you have any clothes I can wear? I really need to take a shower." I ask him. He grabs a te-shirt and some basketball shorts, and boxers. My cheeks flushed bright red. "Thanks." I say. "No problem." He replies, I walk out and go take a shower.

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After I come out of the shower, my hair was soaked. I was looking down at my phone, when I run into Taylor in the hall. He looks at me up and down. "You look good in my clothes." He says, causing me to turn bright red. "Aww, did I embarrass you?" He teases me. I ignore him and walk away, but he grabs my wrist, causing me to freeze. "I'm, sorry too.. For being such a jerk." He says, finishing a conversation we had half an hour ago. I turn around to him, so I was close to his face. "Thanks, that means a lot to me." I say, he leaned in even closer, but I smiled micheivously , and pulled back. "I just had Mr. Bad Boy apologize to me, man, this must be go on the records." I say, before walking in my room.