Because Who Could Love A Broken Girl? ✔️

Who Could Love Ten Minute Limit

Skylar's P.O.V.

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"Babe."

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"Sky."

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"SKYLAR JANE MICHAELS GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT BED!!!"

I instantly shoot up to a sitting position and whip my head from left to right, searching desperately for the source of the loud noise.

"Wha-What?"

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." A cheery voice says.

"What the hell, Axel." I yawn out.

"Awww. No good morning kiss?" He pouts.

"Beat it, asshole." Grayson says from the doorway behind him.

"No, no, no. You said it wrong. My name is Axel. Simple mistake." He says with a smirk.

"Get out of here." I say tiredly.

"Dang bro. Your girl is not a morning person. But somehow, she makes it cute." Axel says to his brother.

"Stop gawking at my girlfriend you idiot. You're supposed to be explaining to mom why you got fired." Grayson says with a smirk.

"What did you do?" I ask, my voice laced with amusement.

"How was I supposed to know not to sell alcohol to that six year old!?" He exclaims.

"You did what!?" I laugh out.

He groans and stomps out of the room, leaving me with a chuckling Grayson.

"As much as I love your bed head, school starts in ten minutes, so you should probably tame that... thing." He says.

My eyes widen and I jump out from under the covers, running to the bathroom.

"Get out!" I scream.

He chuckles and strolls out of the room, closing the door behind him. I sprint to the bathroom and turn on the shower, digging through my closet while the water heats up.

After picking out my outfit for the day, I bolt back to the bathroom and hop into the shower, letting the warm water drizzle through my hair and down my back.

I finish washing myself in record time and rush to dry my body. I pull the hairdryer from the drawer before plugging it in and wrapping a towel around my body.

I make my way to the clothes I've laid out, then pause as I hear a car start outside my window, suddenly an idea pops into my head. Ignoring the fact I'm currently in a towel, I call Grayson to my room.

"Yeah?" He asks as he walks in. He gives me a once over and takes his bottom lip between his teeth. "Princess, I don't think this outfit is appropriate for school. But don't worry, you can wear it all you want around the house."

I roll my eyes and scoff at his completely shameless flirting.

"Is it too late to change my mind on which brother I like?" I ask with a smirk.

"Yes. Yes it is."

"Oh well, Axel lives here too at the moment, maybe I'll just call him in here. If you like my fashion choice, he'll love it." I tease.

"Not funny, Princess."

I giggle softly and look out the window.

"Your parents just left right?"