The Bad Boy and the British Girl

The Girl Who Doesn't Party

Authors Note: Heya! 11th chapter people? My god I can't believe it! I really hope you are all still enjoying this! Up above is a picture of Isla Foreman (Sarah Hyland), I know we haven't actually met her yet, but she's one of Jessica Mayne's friends. Enjoy!

Zach Graye's POV:

The party is in two days and all I'm wondering is what they are going to be like in this town. The ones from my old town were mental, hundreds of people would be there, college students as well as highschool. It was crazy and at least 98% of them were all drunk. I was usually getting off with some chick I wouldn't remember the next day and it was always seriously fun.

Yesterday I was asking if Elizabeth would want to join me at the party, but was shooed off by both the girls. Now it being Tuesday evening, I've decided to try and ask again, Zach Graye doesn't fall at the first hurdle when it comes to girls, ever. I begin to push my window open, I can hear the muffled music in Liz's room, I see her spinning in her chair singing to '500 Miles', I guess it's kind of catchy. She is singing in a Scottish accent, which I guess everyone has to when you sing the Proclaimers. I grab a spare coat hanger and reach over to her window and begin tapping at it again. Her head snaps up and she stares directly at me before sliding her chair to the window and pushing it open as well. She has grabbed her phone and is hitting the volume button dramatically.

"Graye?" She cocks an eyebrow at me, expecting a response. I hesitate.

"Uh, Liz, I was going to ask again about-" I start.

"Nope. I'm sorry Graye, but I don't do parties. Not my scene." She bluntly answers, before I even finish my question.

"Oh come on please? It is just one tiny party and it will be fun! Please!" I know that if she comes to this that I'll have a better shot of winning her over.

"Graye, I said no. Why are you pushing this so much?" Crap, she's onto me, how does she know me like that just by looking at me?

"I'm not? Uh am I? Can't a guy just as a girl out for her company?" I try to cover it up.

"Maybe, but you'll get something out of this Graye. No I'm not coming now stop asking!" She shouts a bit. I drop my head in disappointment of my failure. "Sorry..." I hear her mutter, a feeble smile crawl across her cheeks.

"It's okay Baker, I'll take you out one way or another." I wink at her, causing her to roll her eyes and laugh.

"No you won't Graye, I don't date seriously. And anyway, don't be too disheartened, I couldn't have come to it seeing as I have a gym rehearsal on Thursday." She says soflty, like she's trying to make me feel better.

"You don't date? Literally never? Ever?" I question, eyebrows raised in shock.

"Nope, never. What's the point when it always ends in someone getting hurt. I know what guys can be like." She says, looking down in shame.

"We're not all the same?"I say with a hopeful grin on my face.

"Says the guy who sleeps with Jessica Mayne on his first day of school!" She scoffs and folds her arms.

"Okay, okay you have me there." I say chuckling holding my hands up in defence. "Wait how'd you know about Jessica?" I shout in pure shock.

"I wouldn't call either of you exactly quiet...I could hear it through two shut windows and my curtain." She admits, almost disgusted.

"Sorry, I'll try to keep it down." I wink at her and she laughs.

"Wait does that mean you'll leave me alone? I assume if you are sticking with Jessica..." She utters, looking almost hopeful. Jesus, I'm not that bad.

"Never kitten, I don't give up that easy." I smirk at her and chuckle.

"Oh I forgot, you're Zach Graye, the one and only." She puts a hand on her chest and straightens her back, mocking me clearly.

"Keep on mocking me and I'll show up to your rehearsal kitten. What do you even have to rehearse for?" I say, stressing the rehearse because I mean it's gym? Surely you just practise? I don't know. I'm not flexible so it's never been an option or an interest for me.

"I rehearse for my competition. And anyway I thought you had a party Graye?" She says raising an eyebrow at my contradiction.

"I'd miss one party for you kitten." I say, winking at her and making her once again roll her eyes.

"I will ask them to not let a cocky and irritating guy in then. I feel that's an accurate description wouldn't you say?" She says, smirking at me.

"Don't forget the smoking hot." I run a hand through my hair.

"Oh yes sorry, and an average look about him." She says winking.

"Hey does that wink mean that you think I'm good looking kitten?" I comment.

"In your wildest dreams Graye." She retorts.

"You're always in my wildest dreams kitten." I squint my eyes at her and I groan, and then begin laughing.

"That is quite frankly the most disgusting thing you've ever done. Literally ever." She says crossing her arms and looking horrified. I chuckle and smirk at her, making her even more disgusted.

"Fine fine, I'm sorry. Look at least let me have your number so I can text you throughout the party, it won't be fun without you." I say, looking down and then looking back up in a sad and pleading way.

"Fine. If you'll leave me alone?" She says, still a look of concern crosses her face.

"Hey I'm not gonna send you dick pics, I promise." I say, really defensive.

"That's not what I was worried about! Oh my god, now you're definitely not getting it!" She screeches.

"I was joking! Seriously, look just let me have your number or something, like snapchat? Facebook friends?" I plead.

"I don't have Facebook or Snapchat. Just a phone. Look just give me your phone if you're that desperate." She says, reaching an arm out impatiently, I grab my phone and drop it precariously into her hand over the drop below. She begins to punch numbers in and then gives me back the phone. I look at the digits in front of me, they don't look fake. "It's not fake Graye, trust me I'm not that petty." She reassures rolling her eyes and resuming her crossed arms position. I look at the phone once more.

"I know, I was just making sure. You never know, you're very mysterious." I say smirking at her.

"Yes and that's how I like to be. Now please Graye I'd like to be left alone I'm very busy. Goodnight." And with that she slams her window shut and swipes her curtain across. I grab my phone and quickly begin messaging her.

Zach: So am I the first guy you've given your number to?;)

Elizabeth: No.

Zach: Ooooooh who was the first kitten?

Elizabeth: None of your business. Goodnight.

Zach: Woah wait up! Why you being so feisty??

Elizabeth: Because like I said 36 seconds ago, I'm busy. Very busy and need to get on, now please leave me alone Graye.

Zach: Okay, okay. Goodnight kitten, hope you dream of me;)

Elizabeth: Goodnight Graye. Hope the bed bugs bite.

Zach: Now now kitten, no need to be harsh;)

I don't get a response to that. Instead I see the main light in her room turn off, only to be replaced by the small glow of her desk lamp and laptop. I sigh and turn off my own light. This girl is a challenge if anything, by this time the girl is always drooling over me practically. Elizabeth can't wait to get rid of me, what am I doing so wrong?