That Bad Boy

One Day

Chapter Seven

One Day

Sienna's POV -

I spend the next day at my mum's place watching a marathon of the Harry Potter movies. Ironically, I wasn't a big fan of the whole storyline and whatnot, but the camera angles were absolutely amazing. The only time I left the house was to go to Charlottes for her famous brownies and coffees for my parents and Alex.

We spent the whole time eating brownies and making endless supplies of coffees. I didn't want to leave that night, all I wanted was to unpack everything and stay home with my family.

I guess it was the whole Turner brother's thing or Jacob's sudden attitude in our relationship, but I never wanted to go home.

Spending the day indoors with my family allowed thoughts of the weird conversation with the brothers to fade away to the back of my mind while this new anxious feeling consumed me regarding Jacob's one-word texts. Was he angry with me? Had I done anything to upset him?

I drove back at eleven at night and had called Jacob three times during my ride back home.

Home.

It was supposed to be a welcoming place. A place where I wanted to be. Yet, all I wanted to do was reverse and make my way back to that small, stupid, amazing town where everyone liked me and more importantly, I was familiar with. Familiarity was my top priority. I hated what the twins had done my perfect concept of college life. Without even noticing, I was constantly scared and this was proven when I pulled into the car park for my residential college.

I felt my legs shake and my fingers were tapping the steering wheel as I drove into the parking lot. My eyes - like it was basic instinct - searched the parking lot for any face-clothed figures to be beating up a car.

Nothing.

Absolute silence.

And you know what? That scared me even more. It made me feel like someone was lurking in the background, observing me with a watchful glance, detecting my every move.

And I hated it. I absolutely freaking hated this feeling, this empty, stupid feeling.

This feeling didn't come often; rather it came during the time where I felt lowest and just lonely. Jacob was indifferent, my girls weren't with me, I was away from my family and the Turner brothers had been constantly scaring me.

Memories of my darkest moment flashed before me and I gulped as bile rose in my throat. I found a parking space and wished I could just stop my car and run to the girls.

I quickly parked and sat inside my car, observing the darkness before me. I needed to get out.

Now.

Rip the Band-Aid, do it quickly.

I stayed in the car.

God, this was so infuriating! Why couldn't I just do it? Why has this stupid, incompetent fear suddenly consumed me, making every single moment in this car become a moment of fragility?

Of ultimate and absolute terror?

Suddenly, a loud bang on my window made me jump in fright and my heart sped, the worst scenario's encompassing my every thought.

My hands, on their own accord, began to shake vigorously, and I could feel my teeth sinking into my gums.

"Sienna, open the door." The voice was so calm, and that's what had scared me even more.

I frowned and turned to the side and my heart rate instinctively died down.

Liam was here.

I turned the key back into the ignition and rolled the windows down.

"Are you here to smash my car?" I asked without thinking.

He frowned and looked confused for a second.

"Why would I do that?" He asked blankly.

"Because that's your thing." I replied. "You go into the parking lot with some obsolete and stupid weapon and smash a car."

"But why would I do that to your car?" That blankness was still there.

"Because you're a criminal, you don't care what you do." I mumbled.

He barked a laugh and reached his hand inside my window. I instinctively flinched but then I saw he was just unlocking the door when he noticed that I wouldn't do it myself.

"Scoot over." He demanded once he had my door wretched open.

Rather than argue and make his fragile mood swings flip to anger, I moved myself to the passenger seat while he took a seat in the drivers.

"I'm not a criminal." He muttered after studying my expression for a while.

I knew he probably saw fear in my features but I didn't care. It was normal for people to be scared of someone who impulsively destroys the property of others. I knew that he was capable of hurting others just from his mere anger.

"Yes." I murmured. "You are."

He rolled his eyes at me and instead resorted to just staring at me. I squirmed under his scrutinised glance and my comfort wasn't exactly the best at that point. Finally, I met his gaze and glared. He was the freaking reason I was so scared. It was all him.

It was his fault that after all these years, I managed to build a wall of bravery and he just waltzed in and destroyed that wall.

"Leave me alone." I said through clenched teeth.

It was like this sudden wave of emotion consumed me in complete rage, all my problems pointing towards him and blaming him for the fear.

"And you say that I'm the one with the mood swings." He grumbled under his breath.

"What did you even come here for?" I demanded.

"I wanted to ask you something." He said hesitantly.

I repressed the action of slapping him across the face. He scared the shit out of me by slamming on my window to get my attention and he just merely wanted to ask me something?

This guy had some nerve. I was not raised with a compassionate mother.

We believed in and were taught teaching people their lessons.

And Liam really needed to learn to stay the hell away from me.

"And what was that?" I glared.

"Will you be my friend?"

Blank.

No response.

What the hell...

What kind of bloody question was that?

"What?" My tone was laced with incredulousness.

"I came here," His tone was slow which only made me the more frustrated. "To ask if you would be my friend."

"Why the hell would you ask that?"

"Because you seem like the kind of girl that needs permission." He sounded knowing, so, so knowing that it scared the hell out of me.

Did he know? No, it was impossible. He couldn't know.

"Well, no."

"No?"

"I won't be your friend." I tried to sound as definite as possible but I knew I was shaking.

"Why not?" He frowned.

"I don't befriend criminals." I replied. "Now get out of my car."

"Nope." He popped the 'p'.

"Liam." I groaned his name in annoyance.

"Will you be my friend?"

"Why the hell do you care anyway?"

He opened his mouth to say something but then stopped himself, like he was making sure that whatever it was that he wanted to tell me, he wanted to be sure he said it with confidence.

"I care because even though you may not seem like it, you're... special. Not in that way, I don't even know you properly. But you... there's something about you that could help me."

"Help you?" I tried to focus on the last part rather than the whole special thing.

Because that was absolutely... not even going to say it.

"I don't want to pour my problems onto you, Soze." He smirked. "Let's just say I'm a loose cannon and I need someone to reel me in."

"And what's Mike for?"

"Mike is... he's my best friend. He's been there every single time for me and he thinks that I should try someone else to help me."

"Why would you need someone else?"

"I'm uh," He paused, looking like he was trying to word whatever he wanted to say really well. "Not attached, per se, but I kind of need to talk to someone."

Everything that he was saying made no sense to me whatsoever. It was a jumble of words that I couldn't decipher into a coherent sentence. He sounded weird and annoying with his cryptic meaning behind his words.

This was why I agreed to that stupid question of his.

"Okay." I nodded. He looked at me with confusion and I suppressed a smile. "I'll be your friend."

But I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

***

When I returned back to the dorm room, the girls were already asleep and I was dead tired, so with my bags, I went straight to my room, changed into my pyjamas and set the alarm before falling asleep. The next morning when I woke up (on time, by the way) I went straight to the common room where both Chelse and Ally were snacking on biscuits.

"Hey," I greeted with a large grin.

As infuriating as my best friends were, I really missed them over the weekend.

"Gorgeous, we see that you're finally up." Ally grinned, giving me a half hug.

"Finally? My class doesn't start for another forty five minutes. I'll shower, change and head out."

"Sounds boring. You should have joined night classes with us." Ally pulled a face.

"That sounds boring. My nights are a combination of movies and books for me to enjoy." I shrugged. "So, how was the party Friday night? By the way, your attempts at getting me over there were kind of lame. Calling my mum?"

Ally laughed and swallowed a biscuit before continuing to talk.

"Calling your mum always works. It was only the fact that you wanted to see her that held her back. And the party was great, by the way. Your exaggeration on drugs, sex on alcohol was not missed either." She smirked.

"So there was no drug use, sexually-driven hormonal students and the reeking smell of alcohol?" I questioned.

"Well..."

"Exactly." I smirked.

I took off my t-shirt and threw it in the laundry basket behind me and took the hair tie from out of my hair.

"Jacob take care of you two?" I asked Ally and Chelse, who I had noticed became increasingly quiet.

Ally's smile twitched, giving me the impression that she was hiding something, but I pushed the thought aside and waited for her reply.

"Yeah, he was great. Didn't leave our sides."

Just before I went to the bathroom for a shower, the door opened and I heard Jacob's voice.

I grinned when I saw him and engulfed him in a hug quickly. Relief poured through me when I felt him hug me back and the one-worded texts suddenly had no meaning. He was probably just having a rough day.

"How are you?" I asked him as we pulled apart.

Instead of answering me, he pushed me to the wall and smashed his lips to mine. He wasted no time in opening my lips and coursing his tongue inside of my mouth. His hands began roaming around my thighs, my hair and when they reached my bare stomach, I remembered I had no shirt on and that I was making out with my boyfriend in front of my two best friends.

I pulled away at the quick realisation and pecked him once on the lips so he wouldn't think that I was angry.

"Did you miss me?" I grinned cheekily.

He laughed, a throaty sound and kissed me on the cheek.

"Very much. Why don't you have a shirt on?" He smirked.

"I was just about to take a shower."

"Oh, okay. I'll leave you to it then. Do you want to do something after your classes?"

"Uhm, I kind of have plans." I mumbled.

He frowned and pulled back.

"Plans? With who?"

"This guy in my classes. We're going to do um, hang out or something."

"Hang out?"

"Don't sound so suspicious, Jacob. I have a boyfriend, remember?" I joked, trying to ease away the tension that had somehow built up.

This wouldn't - shouldn't have been a big deal. People hang out with the opposite sex all the time, right? But it was the fact that Jacob knew I didn't befriend people easily. Hell, it was rare. It was just my personality, I was anti-social and making friends was never a priority if I already had some of my own.

"What are you guys going to do?" He asked.

I could tell he was trying to sound okay with the whole idea of me hanging out with a male. He had a right to be suspicious since it was an act out of the ordinary. Hell, if Jacob was as anti-social as me and told me one day that he had befriended some girl and was going to hang out with her, I'd be suspicious.

"I don't know, he hasn't told me yet."

"Why is it left up to him? Is it a date?"

I opened my mouth to say something but I was interrupted by Chelsea.

"Jacob, stop it." Her tone was... I don't know, there was something there that I was missing.

Like her tone meant that she had complete power and control over my boyfriend.

Jacob walked backwards away from me and I took it as rejection.

"Jacob-"

He held his hand up to stop me from speaking.

"Sienna, it's okay," He smiled. "I'm not angry, I was just curious to know where my girlfriend will be after her classes."

"I'm sorry, Jacob. We can hang out tonight? We could go see a movie or something." I asked.

"Sienna," He laughed my name but it didn't do anything to comfort me. "Watching films are like a means of studying for you. Let's take a break from that, okay?"

"So what did you want to do tonight?" I asked hesitantly.

I hadn't realised just how... weird our conversation was. He came inside kissing me passionately and now... he almost sounded like he was breaking up with me.

"Text me when you're done hanging out with this classmate. I'll get back to you."

I nodded and instead of facing the idea that he could leave my dorm room, I walked into my bathroom and shut the door.

He told me to text him after my 'friendship session' with Liam.

So then why did I feel like we had just broken up?

***

I grabbed a pair of skinny jeans with a white t-shirt and loose black cardigan just as there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." I shouted from my bedroom.

Ally and Chelse were out shopping and Jacob was God knows where.

Liam walked inside the dorm room and waltzed into my bedroom with a smirk.

"You changing in front of me, Soze?"

I opened my mouth to reply but he kept talking.

"'Cause you know I wouldn't stop you. After seeing you Friday night in that dress, I would have no problem with you stripping."

"Shut up." I grumbled.

I was already in a sour mood from anxiety with Jacob. I would make sure that he and I would hang out tonight and I would clear the air. Everything would be fine.

"Come on, Soze. I saw you checking me out when we first met, I know you have the hots for me." He laughed.

I clenched my teeth together and pulled a handbag from out of me closet.

"Liam, seriously just stop."

"The boyfriend will be unhappy?"

"Liam!" I instinctively yelled.

I saw him frown and he immediately walked towards me, resting his hands on my shoulders.

"Hey, relax, I was kidding." His tone tried to be soothing but I only felt guilty for having his hands on me.

"I know." I shrugged my shoulders so that his hands would fall by his side.

"Hey, when I made plans for us, I didn't expect you to be in this mood. I can leave."

"And call Mike back on campus?" I questioned.

He opened his mouth and closed it, like he was caught.

"How do you know about that?"

"I heard you guys talking the other day. But God knows I have no idea about what you were even rambling on about."

His face paled and I noticed his fists beginning to clench.

"F*ck, Sienna, do not eavesdrop on my conversations!"

See what I meant?

Our friendship hadn't even begun and he was yelling at me. This so called friendship was as doomed as Dexter and Emma's friendship from One Day.

Albeit, soon they were more than friends, but their friendship was so rocky, it wasn't even worth it.

"Liam, I think it'd be best for the both of us if you just left."

"No, I'm not leaving."

"Liam-"

"F*ck, Soze, just listen to me. You're going to get dressed and we are going out and we're going to have some fun. If you disagree, I'll have to turn into one Keyser Soze myself."

"You're threatening to become a notorious murderer?" I questioned with raised brows.

"Yes." He replied. "Now get dressed so we could leave."

Yep, I definitely didn't know what I had gotten myself into.

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Authors Note:

Chou! How are my readers? Doing great? I'm assuming you guys are from my VERY consistent updates. I might just update on Monday as well... Or even tomorrow. That's just cause I'm so damn happy so it worked out well for you guys :D

How'd you like Liam asking Sienna to be his friend? Cute, ha? And just to clarify, she ended up agreeing to be his friend because when he kept rambling and not making sense, he seemed quite helpless. She felt sorry for him and yada yada yada.

You guys are really curious about how Liam knows Sienna, ha? It's pretty sad how none of you have guessed it. I'll give you guys a clue which is, by the way, a massive clue and probably going to ruin this whole storyline for you.

Arrow.

That's your clue! :D don't even ask... Or ask :p I don't mind haha.

So like I said in STMF, this isn't going to be as long as STMF was. Maybe 20-25 chapters. I had no intention of making it as long as STMF anyways and even if I wanted to, I couldn't because of the dreaded 's' word. That's right, school. And senior year :(

I'm going to be changing the cover for this story soon so look out for that and don't assume I deleted it! Haha!

Photo on the side is Dean Geyer who is playing Sienna's trouble-in-paradise boyfriend, Jacob. Black. Jokes, this isn't Twilight. Just Jacob. But it would be funny if I started introducing vampires and werewolves into this story. Hmm, maybe Liam is Edward Cullen in disguise... That'd make an awesome story!

This chapter is dedicated to Hanaddiii because her comments on the last two chapters really make me feel like this is worth writing. The enthusiasm and sheer curiosity about Liam is really funny, so thank you very much :)

Umm... I had a great time at the library by the way. My mum called and I pretended I was at a nightclub. She got pissed off, I laughed and then she threatened my Ian Somerhalder posters. No one does that. She's learnt her lesson. LOL that's a joke, I apologised repeatedly haha.

So I got nothing else to say other than make dreams into experiences. That's a little wisdom for ya!

Vote, comment, follow.

Xoxo,
- A
(PLL Halloween special soon!)