Raining on the Bad Boy

You're Just as Stubborn as I Am

#1 draft published 7/9/16
^ I don't know about you guys, but smiling during a kiss is the cutest thing to me 😭^

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As long as there are lovely people who are willing to read this, I will be sitting in my room enjoying writing it! ❤️

Beatrice's POV:

My heavy eyelids slowly open. I find myself lying half on top of Warren and I feel a weight in my heart. Maybe it's just because he has shared the load of keeping that secret all of the time.

I look at the time on Warren's alarm clock, moving as little as possible, 6:30. I have a free period this morning so I'm not in too much of a rush anyway.

I lay for a few minutes just absorbing his warmth and enjoying the warm breeze coming from the open window that is stirring the closed curtain in front of it.

The door opens slightly another several minutes later. A sliver of light disturbs the darkness, but doesn't disrupt Warren's silently sleeping form. The shadow of a head pops around the corner and I hear a voice whisper harshly, "pst, Beatrice, come here."

I slide away from on top of Warren and look down at him for a moment blissfully. He grabs the covers slightly when I leave due to my absence.

I quietly head out of the door and close it behind me with a small *click*. I turn around and find Jason standing there, with his hands in his sweatpants. He must be awake for college.

"Uhhhh- hi Jason," I say awkwardly after clearing my throat.
"Don't worry Beatrice, Warren has girls over all of the time, I've learnt to ignore it," he dismisses, but if anything, this stirs all of the worry within me.

"What I wanted to say was, I texted your brother to let him know that you were here. I told him that there was a study session with a few people," he trails off.

"Why would you lie for me?" I say incredulously, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Because, since last year," he begins hesitantly, not knowing if I know about James or not, I nod slowly with tensed lips, so he continues, "he has been in an endless loop of being a dick to everyone and playing girls, in the last few weeks, that has stopped, and I've also been seeing a lot more of you...so thanks."

I smile genuinely at his kindness and awkwardly jab my thumb towards the door and back to it. He shuffles away from me with a salute.

Before I walk in the room I am shocked to hear Warren's voice shouting my name. I rush in expecting to find him asleep but instead he is sitting up on his knees in the centre of the bed, looking around frantically.

As soon as he sees me coming through the door his body sags in relief.
"What's wrong?" I soothe, crawling back into the bed and curling up into a ball.

He takes a sigh and looks at me shyly before he wraps his body around mine, squeezing me close to him. "Nothingggg" he chuckles into my hair.

I take his shoulders in my hands and push him away from me, "no, seriously what was it?" I push.

"I just woke up and you weren't there and I was worried that it was all a dream, that you weren't really all mine," he whispers stroking my hair.