The Bad Boy: {C.R}

Chapter 9: level 21

Alex's p.o.v.
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Losing my virginity to my babysitter seemed weird. He may be the one. My mother was pretty stupid to trust two teenagers spending a whole 3 months alone.

It was 2:49am. I was alone in my mothers bed. I got up and walked to my room. Chandler wasn't there. I had no idea where he was until I heard the faucet running in to bathroom. I knocked on the door.

"I'm getting in the shower. I'll be out in 10-15 minutes."

I walked downstairs and decided to get some food. What was I thinking to hook up with my babysitter. Are we a thing now? I couldn't stop thinking about him.

I turn around to walk towards the living room and find Chandler. He's standing there staring at the movie on the screen. He's only wearing a towel around is waist, and he was using another towel to dry his hair. He was flipping through the channels of the tv before I came up behind him.

I quickly grabbed his waist towel and noticed he was in boxers.

"ha gotcha." He laughed.

Chandler still stood towards the tv. I pop my head over to the side, and he looks at me with the corner of his eye. He winks at me while he chuckles.

I smile and remove my head from the side. I stand there right behind him. Quickly I think of an idea.

I quickly pull his boxers down, pour a cup of water on him, and run upstairs. I grab his clothes from my room and run into my mother's room.. Where all his bags of clothes are. I quickly lock the door, and sit on my mothers bed.

"Alex!" Chandler said while banging on the door.

"Yes?" I said jokingly.

"Give me my clothes back."

"Nope." I say as I put my ear up to the door.

I hear moving around until finally it's gone. I look through the wide crack at the bottom of the door. He must've gone downstairs.

I was wrong.

He popped up behind me and grabbed his bag of clothes. I turn around in confusion.

"There's a window." He said as he chuckled and winked again.

"Wait so you went outside pretty much close to being  naked so you could climb through the window?" I laughed.

"Hey woah there, I can still wear my boxers even if they're wet." He flipped his wet hair.

Why is he so god damn mother fucking cute?

I stand there looking at him rolling my eyes with my arms crossed.

He grabs clothes out of his bag and takes off his boxers. I quickly look away.

"It's not like you haven't seen it before and you spilled water on me so I need a new pair."

"That's true but getting dressed in still privacy. It's not like we're a married couple."

I shrug my shoulders, unlock, and walk out of my moms room shutting the door behind me.

"Suit yourself." Chandler's says as I close the door.

I check the time on my phone. 4:18.

I walk back downstairs and turn on the game. The one that Chandler had brought over. I started to play cod black ops zombies. I made it to level 4 by the time Chandler came down.

"Can I join next game?"

"Sure."

He turns on the kitchen light, and opens the fridge.

"Hey Alex?"

"What's up?"

"You got any like cake, cookie, or brownie mix?"

"Second cupboard to the right of the fridge."

"Geez you got everything. Can I make a cake with some brownies."

"Sure you just gotta clean up your mess after." I laugh.

"Ok. I'm only gonna make the cake. Where's your frosting."

"First cupboard to the right of the fridge."

As Chandler started to make the cake I still kicked some zombie ass. By the time the cake preparation was done I was on level 11.

"Can you just die, so I can play?"

"No I'm trying to get passed my highest level."

"Yea and what's that?"

"Level 27."

"That's nothing."

"Yea ok."

"My highest is 34."

"Leave me alone." I said in a whiny voice as he laughed.

We heard a ding.

"Cakes done."

"Let it cool off before frosting it."

"I know how to read directions on a cake box."

About 20 minutes pass. I lost on level 21. We were playing now. He paused the game.

"Gotta go." He got up.

"Where are you going?" I laughed.

"That cake isn't going to frost itself."

"I wanna help."

"Ok, first can you go get me a shirt from the room. Look for the one that has the Beatles on it."

"Ok."

About 5 minutes passed and there was no Beatles shirt, so I just went downstairs.

"I couldn't find a Beatles shirt."

"Good because I don't have one."

"What? Why'd you do that?"

"To buy some time."

He grabbed my arm and brought me over to the cake. He stood behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist. The cake was chocolate with white frosted letters revealing..

"Will you go out with me?"

will he be friendzoned