Bad Boy Stole My Heart {COMPLETED}

B

Nevada's POV

I woke up, but just laid the for a couple of minutes, eyes closed. After about 3 minutes, I tried to get up. But got pulled back do by a strong arm that was wrapped around my waist. "Good morning Nevvy. How'd you sleep?" My eyes widened at the sound of Caleb's husky morning voice. I'm not gonna lie his voice in the morning is sexy as hell.

Wait, what the fuck!!!

"CALEB!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!! WHY ARE IN TH-" I stopped talking when I remember that this was his room. But he could have slept somewhere else.

"My room, huh. You must really like me. " he said with a smirk on his face, that I wanted to slapped off.

"You wish. Your the one who 1. Made a bet that I'm your girlfriend and shit.
2. You made out with me in a Janitor's Closet. And 3. Slept in here when you could have slept somewhere else. So you obviously want me." I said with a devil smirk.

"1. As I remember correctly, you kissed me first.
2. You accepted the bet. And said that if I was weird or mean you'd get to tease me.
3. You slept in MY room.
Oh and
4. Its my room.
But your true about one thing." He with a wink.

"What am I right about?" I ask.

"I do want you." He said with a sly smirk. I soon slapped that smirk off his face. "Mmm feisty, I like it."

"What is wrong with you." I said getting up, off the bed.

"A lot." He said. Then all of a sudden I heard crying.

Crap I forgot about the baby project with this idiot.

"Crap, I'll get her." I said walking to the door.

"Her?" Caleb asked.

"Our 'baby' remember. Its a she." I said while looking at him like he was dumb.

"How you know it's a she?" He asked.

"When the teacher gave us the doll baby, it had a pink diaper and pink hat on it. So that means it's a girl. Now get up, we have school." I said walking out the door. I walk down the hallway, admiring the pictures on the wall. I finally get to the room. I was shocked. It was a baby room.

Awww soo cute. But he kinda went all out.

I walked over to the baby and picked her up. Man how can a fake baby act so real. I smelled something so disgusting. It was the baby. The teacher was telling us about how the baby was designed to act like a real life baby. I was about to change the baby when I heard Caleb's voice. "Do you even know how to change a baby's diaper?" He said, leaning against the door frame, with one eyebrow raised.

"No do you?" I asked. He sighed then started to walk over to me.

"Here I'll teach you." He said taking the baby away from me and laying it gently down on the changing table. When he was done, he picked her up and turned around to face me. "Okay, got it?" he asked. I just nodded my head. "Good you get ready for school and I'll, umm... somehow clean and feed this doll."

When he said the words 'this doll', I gave him an evil look.

"OKay, okay. Our baby, I'll feed and clean our baby. Happy now. " He asked sounding kind of annoyed.

"No. Nice baby room." I said looking around.

"It was my little sister, Brandi's room." He said as his jaw line tighten.

"Where's Brandi?" I asked.

"She wasn't born yet." He said walking out the room with the baby. I walked back to his room to get a shower because my bags was already there and theirs something about his room that makes it comfortable to be in. But I couldn't help the fact of him having a sister. What does he mean by 'She wasn't born yet'? What happened to his sister?

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We are almost to school. The car ride is quiet. So I decided to break the silence. "What happen?" I asked.

"What you mean?"

"To your sister, Brandi. What happen to her?" I asking, my voice a little shaky.

"She wasn't born yet. I already told you that." He said, parking the car in the school parking lot. I could tell we was early because there was only like 6 other cars here. He was about to get out the car, but I held his hand and pulled in it. He sat back down in the car, then sighed. "My mom had a miscarriage. That's what I mean by She wasn't born yet. A day after my mom and dad died. I went to go live with my aunt. She's, ummm, helpful when she wants to be." He chuckled at that last sentence.

"I'm sorry." I said. Truth is I really was sorry for him.

"Don't be. Your turn. "

"My turn to do what." I said confused.

"Tell me about your childhood and this Mark you speak of when your asleep." When he said that my eyes widened.

"Umm okay. When I was 4 my parents went on small business trips and couldn't take me. So they had my grandma watch me. Every thing was fun until she died from cancer. My mom went in denial for a month and my dad tried his best to take care of me. When I was 6 every thing went back to normal. At 16, close to me turning 17, my mom and dad had another business trip to go on. I thought it would be fun. Until they had business trips every month. I only see them 4 days of every month." I said a little annoyed at the point that I only see them every 4 days of every month.

"What about Mark?" Caleb asked.

"My ex boyfriend."

"Well why your ex?"

"He's Liz's brother. And he used to abuse me." I said. My voice laced with worry.

"Mmmhmmm. Was Mark that guy that I saw at-" He started to say but the baby cut him off.

"We better get going or we'll be late to class." I say getting out the car. I went to backseat to pick up the baby. Then I walked to class. We had to take our baby to class because all the teachers are in on this project.

I couldn't help but think about Caleb's childhood and his sister.