Chapter 8

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Yasmine's Pov

Today was odd but nice at the same time. I was taken by surprised when Damien stepped in between Liam and I, and what he said made me feel weird. Like... a gooey feeling? I don't know yet I do know I shouldn't give Damien that chance of taking me to the park but you can't blame me! He had a fudgen Lambo!!!

I took my shoes off and was greeted by a delicious smell, I followed the scent and saw my mother cooking at the stove with my father kissing the crown of her head. He smiles at her however I can see sadness in his eyes.

Why sadness?

I left the two alone and walk up stairs to my room and got changed into an over sized t-shirt and leggings. Don't know what to do next, I turned on my UE speakers and played my playlist hitting 'Shape Of You'.

I brought a chair in front of my large mirror and started to box braid my hair as I sang through the song. As I finished one side of my head, my inconvenient brother runs through my room, singing the next song like a constipated horse.

"THE NIGHT IS STILL YOUNG! THE NIGHT IS STILL YOUNG! THE NI -"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, LOGAN!" I yelled. My hand was brought up to my mouth unconsciously while my eyes went wide. Logan smirked and ran out of my room "Mum!"

My eyes widened even more and I started chasing him down the stairs and tackled him to the ground. I tried to keep him grounded but he punched my nose.

SHIT!

He got up only to have me grab hold of his ankle and bring him down making a 'thump'. I end up pinning him down, for a little kid he has hard as bones. I could feel something running down my nose as I glared at my brother.

He smiled up at me "I'm getting better" I roll my eyes and got off of him, wiping off the blood. When Logan got back onto his feet I punched him on the arm, hard. I tied the other side of my hair low and walked towards the dinning room where mum and dad was setting the table. I heard Logan curse something but I brushed it off because I knew my punches hurt. I tied the other side of my hair low

I went to help mum and place the most beautiful looking roast chicken onto the table. As if on cue my stomach growled and we all started to eat. I knew something was up since the three of them was acting weird, usually they'd be talking about their day and all but today they're not. Especially Logan he has a big mouth.

"Is everything okay?" I asked looking carefully at them. They looked at each other and turned their attention towards me. I raised a brow not being convinced, I end up telling them about my day, obviously not about Ella and Liam. Mum's eyes lit up when I mentioned Damien and the park, dad said he really like Damien as if I didn't know that.

After dinner I went back up to my room and finish braiding my hair and my left over homework. I stretched my muscles and checked the time, it's after nine now and I have nothing else to do so I got up to turn off the lights leaving my room illuminated with Christmas lights hanging off the walls. I walked over to my window to let some breeze in before I hit the hay.

I hoist my window up and looked over the other side to only find Damien Knight. Shirtless. I can feel the blush crawling up my neck, he smirked looking over at me. I hate that I have this effect from him. I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.

"Hello there doll face"

I grew more redder but grew irritated. "Don't call me that"

"How about angel eyes" I shook my head.

He looked like he was thinking so hard, I could almost see the gears turning in his head "How about... Tesoro"

Once he said that it was like I was under his spell. I forgot he was half Italian, half American but he was still born in Australia like me.

My phone rang and I sighed in relief for the distraction. I see Paige's photo flashed through the screen and I hit answer.

"Hello?"

"I'm so sorry I didn't call or text you! My phone died and my mum picked me up to get my brothers and we stopped for food which took ages and now I'm home" Paige rambled into the phone so quick I thought she was talking Gibberish.

I let her words settle in "It's okay and I'm okay"

I hear her blew loud a breath "What did you do anyway? Did you hang out with Rase?"

I shook my head but roll my eyes since she can't see me "No, she had choir practice."

Paige cursed and asked me who did I hang out with today, I bit my lip and mumble with words 'Damien' and 'new guys'.

"I'm sorry I can't hear you" I can hear the excitement laced in her voice.

"I was around Damien and the new students you were talking about this morning" I sighed and turned around to find dark pointed nipples. I gulped.

Looking up I see a smirking butt hole looking down at me. Paige's screams were heard with her saying 'Oh my God' over and over again while me and Damien stare at each other.

He took the phone from my hand "Hey Paige, how ya doin'?"

How the flock of penguin's did he get in here? Damn it! The window was open, but that doesn't mean he could just jump in here and be like 'I'm back bitches'. Seriously, couldn't he put a shirt on, I mean I'm not complaining - I mean he looks delicious but - no wait that's not what I meant!

I snapped back to Earth with Damien shaking my shoulders "Paige said that she'll see you tomorrow" he handed me back my phone. "What were you thinking about?" he chuckled.

I blushed with my head hanging down and shook my head. His chuckle turned into a fit of laughter, it made me smile hearing the angelic sound. "I think I'm gonna go sleep now Damien"

He nodded "Okay then. Goodnight my tesoro" he brought his hand up and cupped my left cheek with his thumb softly stroking across. "Goodnight Damien" I whispered so softly I didn't think her heard me but I was wrong when he nodded back at me. After he climbed back through the window back to his room, I waved back to him one more time before I crawled under the comforter and snuggled deeply with my surrounding pillows.

My eyes stared out the window before I fell into deep sleep.

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I woke up with aching bones and muscles. I cringe when I sat up as my bones clinked and cracked. Walking to my bathroom I brushed my teeth and took a long relaxing shower, when I was done I got out and dried myself up with my big blue fluffy towel. Yes blue is my favourite colour, that means nearly everything I have is blue. Seeing that it's seven-thirty, I put on a matching black bra and undies with my low rise Denim shorts and grey V-cut body top. I applied lite make-up and slide my black crown ring on my finger and my rose-gold watch around my wrist.

As I tied my hair into a pony-tail, I grabbed my teasing brush and add more volume into my hair making it look even more poofy and slightly messy but in a good way. I slipped on my shoes, grabbed my bag and walked down stairs.

I see mum sitting alone at the table waiting for Logan at the table drinking her coffee, she's looking extremely pale. Now becoming worried I went up to her wrapping my arms around her, hugged her from behind.

"Mum, are you okay?"

She slowly places her mug down and touches my hand, slowly patting it. She's freezing!

"I'm okay, don't worry about me. Go to school before you're late" she said. I let go of her and looked into her eyes.

"I can stay home if you want. I take care of you, I can -" I was cut off by her hitting my head with the rolled up newspaper. She gave a me an irritated look and I slowly nodded my head.

I hugged her and whispered "I love you". She rubbed my back in a comforting matter.

"I love you too"

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