My Badboy

Chapter 16

Brittany POV

I open my eyes to a brightly lit room. I try to sit up, but that's kinda hard when someone is holding onto your waist. I look at the arms and my eyes trail from his arms to his face.

Holy shit! Why am I in a bed with the Blake Rivers?? I look at what I'm wearing. Did we have sex?? I groan. I'm thinking to much.

I hold my head while my headache slowly comes in. Hangovers are the worst. Why am I sleeping next to Blake? And Blake hates me. He wouldn't be holding onto me if he hates me.

Blake slightly stirs, then groans. He opens his eyes and looks at me. He smirks. "Morning," he says in a husky voice. I literally swoon over his morning voice.

"Um, morning, umm, what am I doing here?" I ask. He laughs. He's laughing at me! Why is he laughing at me? He's so rude.

Then slowly flashbacks if what happened last night flow into my brain. Coming go the party, going to McDonald's. And even almost having sex with Liam.

Oh my god. I almost did it with my best friend. I mean he's hot, but I think of him as a brother. I groan and slam my head into my hands.

"I'm so stupid," I mumble.

"I agree"

Slap! That's the sound of victory.

"Oww, why'd you do that?" He says laughing, while caressing his now red cheek.

"You're being an ass" I say.

I look up at him, but he's already staring at me. "You know," he starts to say in a low voice, that makes my hair's on the back of my neck stand up. "You might want to get out of this bed before I take that piece of clothing off of you" he says smirking.

Slap. "Ow, ow, OK OK I'm sorry" he says.

"Asshole" I mumble before getting out of the bed. I go over to my discarded clothes and go to the bathroom. I change into them and come back out. Blake is about to put on new boxers and I do not want to see that. Yes you do, you so want to see it. My mind argues with me.

I squeal before he takes them down further, and cover my eyes. "What, you don't want to see little Blake?" He asks.

I scoff. "Duh, why would I want to see that. It's probably the size of a pea." I say, laughing at my own joke.

All of a sudden I feel a presence in front of me and I slowly uncover my eyes. He's slowly creeping up to me and I back away. But it doesn't help much, because the stupid wall bumps into my back. Or maybe the other way around.

He's standing very close and I can feel his hot breath on my face. My heart is beating rapidly. His eyes up close, is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. They are gold and green, and they shimmer in the light. I suck in a breath when he starts moving his face closer to mine.

He dips his head down to my ear and his lips lightly skim over my ear. "You really want to say that?" He asks slowly.

I shiver at the closeness between us.

He backs away and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. He smirks, probably his ego growing bigger by the minute, because he knows he has an effect on me.

But I always swore to myself, don't ever get a boyfriend. Don't get close to any guy. All they are gonna do is break your heart. I always swore to myself that I can never ever date again.

Especially after what Ryan did. He's a self conceited jerk. And he is the reason I will never get a relationship with a guy.

And I always said I don't want a boyfriend because I don't want them to know about my past, to get into my past. I don't want them to have to deal with a person like me.

No one wants someone who used to cut and no one wants someone, who wants to be dead.

No one wants a girl with a messed up life.
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Hope you liked it.

Published March 5, 2016
718 words
XOXO-Me