Why Do I Always Fall for the Bad Boys?

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Tammy's POV

Note to self: Dress up. Smile. Don't stress. Move on.

"Hey, mom! Hey, dad!" I greeted my parents, giving them both a quick kiss on the cheek.

"You look nice, are you going out?" My mom asked, eyeing me speculatively.

I smiled and nodded, "Yup, I'm going on a date with Danny."

"Danny? Your best friend Danny?" my dad asked, a confused expression plastered on his face. "Aren't you going out with that Blake guy?"

My expression turned wretched the moment his name was mentioned out loud. It's been weeks that I decided to give Danny a shot and at the same time, forcing myself to forget Blake. Key word – forcing.

I caught a glimpse of my mom nudging my dad on the side and mouthing him the words "They're over. Stop mentioning his name, Dummy!" and my dad smiling at me guiltily, feigning innocence. I just rolled my eyes at their poor attempt to clear out the tension. I saw Danny's car outside our house.

Finally!

"Gotta go, mom and dad! You guys have fun here," I beamed and saw them giving each other strange looks and googly eyes towards each other as soon as I mentioned the last sentence. "...but not too much fun, okay? I don't want any more siblings. And besides, you guys are way too old for that," I joked, grinning at their ridiculed expressions.

My mom was about to say something when I decided to cut her off with a simple "Bye!" as I walked out of my house and into Danny's car. My parents may be weird at times, but I'd hate to be in the way when it comes to them spending time with each other. And every time I see them look at the way that shows how much they're in love with each other, is another reason why I still believe in love. But then again, love is truly a rare thing to find. It was never as easy as all the romance movies and novels portrayed it to be.

Like hell, why can't my love life be like a Nicholas Sparks novel?

Stepping out of the house, I finally relaxed at the smell of fresh air and the sight of a new day ahead of me. Then I caught a glimpse of my best friend – who apparently confessed his love for me weeks ago – giving me his million watt smile as he casually leaned on his Lexus convertible. I walked towards him as I returned a smile back at him.

"Well, hello there, pretty lady," he greeted me flirtily with a wink. Another side of Danny I have yet to see. I suddenly noticed what he was wearing, ripped jeans, plain white shirt and a brown leather jacket. My face contorted in confusion...Danny wearing a leather jacket? That's new.

"Um, D? What are you wearing?" I couldn't help but ask him as I eyed him from head to toe. Was he –?

My thoughts were cut off when he suddenly said, "Yeah, do you like it? It's my new look," he replied with utmost confidence as he smirked. Yup, my best friend Daniel Matthews just smirked. Am I seeing this right?

"D, are you trying to look like a bad boy?" I cautiously asked with a raised brow.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because since you liked bad boys so much, I thought maybe you'll fall for me faster if I'd act like one." I resisted the urge to face palm myself. Seriously?

"No, D. Right now, I'm trying my best to forget one and I think I'd rather fall for my adorably awkward best friend, not the bad boy wannabe."

"You think I'm adorable?" He asked, his face immediately lighting up like a Fourth of July firework display.