The Bad Boy Effect

Chapter 24: That Sounds Like A Crappy High School Movie Plot

*make out scene in here. Not really smut but whatever :)*

I sit on the sofa in the living room wearing some leggings, mismatched socks, and a gray shirt that is so big, it sags off of my right shoulder. A giant jar of Nutella sits in my lap and I'm watching How To Get Away With Murder. Not going to lie, the show has been out for a few years, but I decided today that I needed a new netflix show to watch. I didn't think I would like it, but here I am at the end of the first season with my beloved Nutella and a glass of milk.

I dig another big spoonful of Nutella and shove it in my mouth as I watch Laurel and West talk.

"They'd make a cute couple," I say to no one in particular. I sigh. I really need a life.

I hear my phone go off with a ding! and I look at my screen.

Arran: Hey, you busy? :)

Me: Actually yes, I am.

Arran: Oh? Doing what, may I ask?

Me: I'm currently on a date with Mr. Connor Walsh.

Arran: Excuse me?

Me: Don't worry. I'm like 90% sure he's gay.

Arran: I'm going to just come over. I'll see you in five.

I giggle to myself and shake my head. I look back at the TV and then realization dawns on me.

He's coming over in five minutes.

I am not ready.

I have Nutella on my face.

That wakes me up quickly. I turn the TV off and I move my Nutella down by my glass of milk. I jump up quickly and run to the bathroom downstairs. I wash my face off quickly and then nod my head in approval. I don't have time to change, but thank god I put on some makeup today.

I walk back into the living room and clean up my mess. I stick a piece of mint gum in my mouth and chew it quickly. He'll be here any second. Just as I put my glass of milk in the sink, I feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I know he's here.

He rings the doorbell once and then walks in, not waiting for an answer.

"Hey," I hear him say. I turn around and smile. He's wearing a gray shirt with his famous black leather jacket and some jeans.

"Hey." I grin. I turn around to set the Nutella on the very top shelf and only then do I realize I'm still not tall enough. So I settle for the first shelf which is much easier to reach.

I turn around and walk over to Arran. I wrap my arms around his neck as I feel his hands rest on my waist. I lean my forehead against his and smile.

"What have you been up to?" I ask as I look into his gray eyes.

"Nothing really. Just wondering if my girlfriend is cheating on me." he says cocking an eyebrow.

I laugh. "No, I promise I haven't been. I was just watching How To Get Away With Murder, that's all."

He smiles and nuzzles his nose against mine. "Good."

I feel his grip tighten around my waist and before I know what's happening and I am being lifted and carried. I giggle a little as I feel myself being plopped down onto the couch.

"I've missed you," I hear Arran smile as he lays down next to me.

"It's only been one day," I laugh. "Not my fault the guys drug you out yesterday."