Running Into the Badboy

Lessons for the Badboy? (8)

'Its only noon and I don't think that i'm going to be able to handle staying in this house anymore' I texted Abby

'Why are you not trying to get with him?? Good lord, you have a fricken God in your house and you're sitting somewhere texting me!" Well that's Abby for you.

'But i'm not you! I don't even know where he is in the house anymore...' I replied back

'What?! You have to go find him!' why does she care so much?

'So you want me to leave?' I questioned.

'If it's for him? God yes!' well okay then...

'Fine...ttyl' I texted

'Bye chicka!' well that was quick.

"Luke Parker! Where are you?!" i yelled from the living room

"In your basement!" he yelled back...

'Wait what?! He cannot be in there! Has he seen anything? Oh god my dad is going to get caught.' All these things were running through my mind as i ran through my mind as I ran into the kitchen where the door to the basement is.

"There isn't muc...OW! What was that? Where's the light...Oh there it is..." No he cannot go in there!

"No! Please come back up here!" I pleaded but before he could respond I tripped on a step and fell down the stairs.

"Whats going o...OOF!" I fell on him... well at least I know that he won't be going anywhere until i get off of him.

"Why'd you do that Em?" He groaned in pain.

A slight blush started forming on my cheeks...luckily you cam barely see anything down here so he can't  see it.

"Sorry, I tripped on a step and couldn't catch myself before I fell," I stated truthfully.

"Well I just broke your fall and I think you broke me." You could tell that he was joking but still

"Life lesson today...don't call a girl fat. Ever," I stated matter of factly.

Gosh this dude needs to learn some crap if he's ever going to try to get a decent girl.

"Now why would I listen to you babygirl?" He questioned.

"Because it's the nice thing to do?" I knew it was a long shot to say it but who cares.

"Oh babygirl, do you really think that i'm going to take life lessons from you?" He smirked slyly and his crystal blue eyes pierced my own.

"Are you ever going to try to get a decent girlfriend?" I pushed.

"You do realize that you haven't gotten off me yet?" oh crap. I forgot i was still straddling him because of my fall.

"Oh um y...eah sorry ab...bout that," I stuttered and a slight blush started to form on my cheeks again. God I've been blushing a lot lately.

"Now my question for you babygirl is; why would i try to get a girlfriend when I have girls literally falling for me?" he smirked.

"Another life lesson for you bud; cockiness will get you no where." I stated as i'm getting off of his muscular torso.

"Oh the nerd's got a big mouth," I swear, that smirk is never going to leave his face.

"I don't have a big mouth, I am just stating the facts," it was my turn to smirk now.

I started to go up the stairs until i realized that a certain badboy wasn't following behind me.

"Aren't you gonna come up we really aren't supposed to be down here." I started getting nervous again with him being down here.

"Why do you want me upstairs so badly? Are you trying to hide something from me?" He pushed.

"N...no my dad just really doesn't want people down here," it's becoming harder for me to keep my cool.

"You haven't given me a good reason as to why I can't be down here." He really isn't going to give this up.

"Will you just come upstairs," i'm starting to get annoyed.

"Awe, am I annoying you babygirl?" Good lord.

"Just come on," I was basically pleading him now.

"Hey whats in this cabinet?" Oh crap!

"No! Don't go in there please!" That's where my dad keeps all of his alcohol.

"Damn babygirl, how much do you drink?" well at least he doesn't think that it's my dads.

"Not that much alright lets go upstairs," I grabbed his hand and started up the stairs.

"Maybe that's why you didn't want me down here," I have to at least tell him that all of the alcohol isn't mine.

"All of that isn't mine Luke," I told him. Hopefully he will believe me.

"I didn't think so because you're such a good girl but you never know," he smirked.

"Oh I know, I've never tasted alcohol in my entire life," I stated truthfully.

"Well that's expected," He stated.

"What do you mean, that's expected?" I questioned. I swear if he is one of those stereotypes i'm going to kill him.

"You know, the good girl or nerd never does anything wrong, always plays by the rules, never drinks or goes to parties, and loves school." Yep I was right, hes a stereotype.

"Alright, well here's another life lesson for you Mr. Badboy; creating a stereotype will get you know where in life," I told him matter of factly. But it's true, stereotypes are the things that drag our society to hell.

"Oh, Mr. Badboy... I like it. But wasn't it you who didn't like the pet names, Babygirl?" he smirked his famous smirk and went to the sink to get a drink.

"I only said don't call me pet names, I never said anything about me calling you names." ha take that Luke Parker

"Well here's the think sweetheart, I like that name. So if that was your way of trying to get back at me then you were mistaken." He stated but even though his back was facing me I could tell that he still had that stupid smirk on.

I so wish that I was able to wipe that stupid smirk right off his face. But in all honesty i'm kind of afraid of what might happen if I were to try something like that. I turned around to go into the living room to watch some t.v. 

Luke soon came in and sat on the opposite end of the couch and started going on his phone.

After a while he finally looked up from his phone and asked me; "so what's the point of giving me these life lessons if you know that i'm not going to listen to them?"

"Because...well... I don't know maybe its because someone has to get through your thick skull and teach you a lesson." Ha take that. I was pretty proud of myself for coming up with something like that.

He looked down at his phone and smirked.

"Oh babygirl," wait whats happening

He started inching closer to me and with every inch he moved I started to get more and more afraid about what was going to happen. When he finally reached me and leaned in until he was almost on top of me and whispered in my ear.

"Oh babygirl, It's going to take a lot more than life lessons to get through me...but let's see how you do," and with that he went back to the other end of the couch and went back on his phone

What did I just do?