The Billionaire and the bad girl.

Chapter 7

Ava's pov.

I woke up feeling an arm around me. I started to panic so I looked to my side to see James sleeping peacefully, all the memories from last night came flooding in my mind making me sigh in relief. I unwrapped his arm from around me and got off of my bed and went to the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and fixed my messy bun and walked back to my room to see James awake and looking at the art that I left on my desk.

I walked up to him.

"Is this yours?" He asked looking at me.

"Oh yeah I kind of have a secret passion for art"

"Oh" He said looking back down at the flower sketches I did.

"There not that good but that's why I'm practicing"

"Cutie this is some of the best art I have ever seen"

He looked me in the eyes dead serious.

"Really?"

"Yeah they are beautiful"

"Thanks"

He nodded.

"What's this?" He asked picking up my sketch book.

"My sketch book"

"Can I look?"

"Sure"

Than I remembered that the drawing of him was in there.

Shit.

"Actually no" I said grabbing the book quickly and putting it behind my back.

"What? no that's not fair"

"Not my problem"

"Well its mine so let me see it"

"No"

"Just the first picture" He tried to reason.

I almost caved in when I remembered that the picture I drew of him is folded in the front page.

"No"

"Fine" He huffed.

"Thank you"

"Sike"

Once he said that he lunged at me, I quickly ran away with him at my feet. I ran to my front door and then outside I hid behind a tree trying to catch my breath.

"Gotcha" I heard James say behind me.

I screamed and tried running away but his arms were around my waist to tight. He pulled me against his chest and grabbed my book and let me go and ran back to my apartment, with me at his feet.

He was about to open the book when I jumped on his back making him fall onto the couch. He huffed and picked me up and put me on the ground, he quickly opened the book and his face grew confused.

"Why did you not want me to see this?" He asked

I looked at the picture to see that it was a picture of pizza that I drew one night. The picture of him must of fell out.

Thank god.

"Oh um that's not the picture it must have fell out" I said happy.

"Wait your trying to hide a picture from me why?"

"Oh...um...you see...um...I don't want you to see it because...um...I don't want you to" I said shrugging.

"Right okay, I'm just gonna use your bathroom"