I like the bad boy... - COMPLETED -

Chapter 15

"So, what did you guys do today?" James asks over a beer.

"We went shopping." I answer smiling broadly.

"You went shopping with her? Man I'm so sorry you had to go through that!" John jokes looking at Lucas.

"It wasn't so bad. I got to see her in a lot of really hot outfits." Lucas answers grinning.

"Maybe, shopping with Emma isn't that bad after all." Alex laughs.

"Alex!" I yell and I slap him lightly on the arm.

"What?" he acts innocently.

"You know what! You don't get to act sexist around me." I tell him seriously. Since I'm the only girl in the group I don't want them being disrespectful about girls.

"Hey, Lucas started it." Alex says raising his hands.

"Don't blame this on him!" I tell him but I do realize he has a point but when Lucas says things like that about me it does something to me. I can see Lucas smile about my answer and he knows just as well as I do that it's really him to blame.

"You're defending me... it's sweet but you do realize that I was the one to start this conversation." Lucas whispers in my ear. We've been sitting next to each other on the couch since we got here (Alex' place). The more the evening passes the closer we sit to each other. At the moment we're like glued to each other and our hands are intertwined.

"I know but it's kind of hot when you talk like that about me." I whisper back only loud enough for him to hear.

"What are the two of you whispering about?" Alex asks with one raised eyebrow.

"Nothing." We answer together and then we smile at each other. We're so much alike and it took me until now to realize that.

We're both different from how we appear to others. My previous boyfriends told me they all saw me as this innocent girl who wouldn't even kill a fly. Were they shocked when they found out that I can be sassy, sarcastic and sometimes mean. Of course I'm also the girl I appear to be to others but there's more to me than that.

The same goes for Lucas at first he seems to be a giant jerk, the bad boy but beneath that there's that amazing guy he is with me. The one that laughs, the one that takes care of me, the one that's comforting me and yet he's also the one that's racing and acts like a douche from time to time.

That's another thing we have in common; we both race. And we're both good at it too and we make money doing it. Then there's the teasing between us, the way we talk to each other, the way he lusts after me which makes me go all crazy and the effect we both have on each other.

"What are you thinking about?" Lucas asks me quietly and I realize I must have been out of it for a couple of minutes because the guys are deep in conversation and Lucas's staring at me.

"How much we're alike." I reply truthfully. I rest my head on his shoulder watching as the others talk.

"Tell me." He says simply. I know he means to tell him in what ways we're alike but I'm actually kind of tired.

"I'll tell you later. I'm tired." I tell him. I might have faked being sick on Friday but I think I might actually becoming sick. I thought it was because of all the drama that I was exhausted the last couple of days but maybe it's not that.

"Okay, close your eyes and sleep a bit." He answers wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him. I'm really comfortable and as soon as I close my eyes I drift off to sleep.

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When I wake up I'm in Lucas' arms being carried up the stairs to the bedroom in our place. I'm not really awake it's more like being in between awake and asleep. Lucas must apparently notice a small shift in me because he looks at me and smiles.