Bad Girl- G.B.D Fan Fic

Chapter 2- America- photo is Grayson

three weeks later------------

Mum and I lugged our suitcases across the wide airport. We were making our way out and waiting for a taxi. My brother booked a different flight to America since he still had to complete some exams, so he would be coming later. 

'Hang on,' I said as my phone vibrated in my back pocket. I quickly took it out and held it out in front of me. There was only one bar of signal. 

'Can you please wait for me here mum? Rachel just texted and there's no signal.'

 'Sure honey, I'll e right here.' and she took a seat at one of the metal chairs under a bit of shade next to a vending machine. 

'Thanks.' I say and walk off. I start dialling Rachel when my phone suddenly disappears. 

'Hey, wh-?' then I realised I was being robbed. The robber was wearing a black hoody and tattered blue jeans. I couldn't see his face, but I ran after him anyway. 

'Hey, you jerk! Come back here!' I called out after him, hoping that he would get distracted and turn around. I keep chasing him around wondering why no security was coming. We zoomed straight through a walkway and infant of people towing their luggage onto trolleys. I start to give up hope as a stitch started forming under my ribs and I was sweating like hell. I slowed down and expected him to keep running but instead he crashed down onto the ground. Hard. On top of him was a guy who I presumed had tackled him. he was wearing black ripped skinny jeans, a navy blue t-shirt and high tops. 

'Help.' the robber called out from under him. The guy smirked and rose up off the guy. He looked straight at me and the first thing I noticed was his jawline. His. Fucking. Jawline. It was so sharp, it could cut metal. His face was perfection as well, I felt like I'd seen it somewhere before. 'Hey, here's your phone.' he said handing it to me.

 'Th-th..' I stuttered like an idiot. What was this feeling? I had never felt this feeling, it made me want to blush. I mean yeah I'd had one night stands and shit but never had I experienced these feelings. 'You okay?' the stranger asked, waving the rose gold i-phone6 in front of my face. 

'Ye-yeah thanks.' I say still completely baffled at this new feeling I felt. 

'Uhhh, my name is Grayson by the way. Grayson Dolan.' so that's where I'd seen it. Youtube. 

'Yeah, I know I've watched your videos,' I say and nod slowly.

 'Well I had a fun time uh, meeting you. Thanks.' I say and finally become a bit self conscious. For the first time in three weeks I'd felt self conscious, I wish I was wearing my usual grunge makeup and leather jacket but I'd thrown that image all away. Now I was wearing a pastel pink crop top and a baby blue skirt. My air wasn't in its usual dark beanie but now roaming free. My usual combat boots were now swapped for the white vans (damn daniel) that were on my feet.

'Yeah, it's okay.' he smiled and I walked off quickly back to my mum where I now saw my older brother Ben. He was still going for that bad boy image which I once had. We were known as the 'Bad siblings'. causing trouble wherever we went, having our own fair share of speeding tickets and one night stands, and we both had the same signature smirk. 

''Ey 'lil sis.' he said and came over to hug me.

 'Look at you. You're all dolled up, ew.' he said being his own immature self. 

'Shut up dork.' I retorted and hugged him back. He was  a bad boy all right, defiantly earned that reputation but he wasn't dumb. He was actually surprisingly academically smart and was doing an engineering course. So much for a bad boy.