He's Just A Bad Boy

Chapter 4- Get over yourself pretty boy!

Chapter 4- Get over yourself, pretty boy!

*HALEY'S POV*

"What do you mean you got into a fight?" my dad says angrily, pacing the room.

"Look, dad, it wasn't Jakes fault" I try reasoning with him

"Well then who's was it?" He stops pacing for a minute but begins running his fingers through his hair instead.

"Cason's" I say, defending my brother

"I'm not having it! You're grounded for a week, and if this happens again I'll make it a month, just be grateful I'm not telling your mother" Jake groans from beside me, visibly slouching.

"You too Haley"

"What? me? I didn't do anything!"

"I don't want to hear it! it's late and I'm going to bed, I suggest you two do as well" he gives us one more look before he clambers sleepily up the stairs.

"Sorry Hales" Jakes tone is frustrated and sincere

"It's alright, Jake" I sigh, giving him a small, reassuring smile.

"Well, I'm sure glad you're not mad at me too" Jake releases a sigh of relief before letting out a yawn, "I'm gonna head to bed" he tells me, turning to the stairs, "Night Hales" he says over his shoulder, before disappearing up the stairs and most likely into his room.

"'Night" I smile, heading up the stairs myself. It's been a long day and I could use a goodnights sleep. I strip out of my dress and change into some comfortable sweats and an oversized sweater, snuggling into the warmth of my comforter.

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I wake up to the bright sun flooding through my window. I groan, running my hands through my hair before sighing and turning around, burying my face further into the comfort of my pillow.

After a few more hours of precious sleep I decide to get up. Heaving a sigh as I lift myself off of my bed, my feet pad across my room to my door and carry me down stairs where I plop down at the Island table. I grab some breakfast and in a not-so-lady-like manner I scoff down my favourite cereal.

"woah, slow down there" dad says, joining me in the kitchen with his morning newspaper in hand.

I look up at him before I continue eating my food, glancing over at him every now and then to read his facial expression.

"I didn't tell your mother" he answers my thoughts and I sigh out of relief, "thanks dad" I smile, getting up and putting my bowl in the dishwasher before I make my way up to my room.

"I think I'm going to take Max on a walk!" I call over my shoulder, earning a nod and a "hmph" from my father.

I head into my bathroom, fixing my hair and throwing on some leggings and a sweater, I tie my hair up into a pony tail and head out of the bathroom, grabbing my phone and earphones on the way out.

"Max!" I call out, bending down and attaching the leash to his collar, he wags his tail and pulls me towards the gate.

"Alright, calm down" I tell him, tugging on the leash gently

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After a few minutes we arrive at the park and I let Max go, he runs through the park, the wind blowing his ears back. He's joined by another dog, by the looks of it a Labrador. Max wags his tail and they seem to be getting along.

"Hey! Lucy! Come here!" I turn around, the familiar voice catching my attention. He smirks at me, approaching me slowly. Dylan Jones.

"You know there are other ways to get my attention other than stealing my neighbours dog right?" he asks, the smirk evident on his annoyingly handsome face.

"Get over yourself, pretty boy! you're dog came to me" I defend myself, a scowl on my face.

He puts his hands up in mock surrender before letting out a chuckle, "mm, sure" he winks before turning around and walking away, he turns around, looking over his shoulder, "Lucy!" he calls the dog who bounds over, happily following him away.

Stupid, conceited, annoyingly handsome jerk!

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