Mr Bad Boy Who Lives Next Door ✔

| Twenty |

There's a bad boy behind this bad smile

^ Ashton Ford ^

"This isn't the kind of shop for a pretty girl like you" a British voice said from behind me.

I turned my head to see a short haired blonde study me. He had three people behind him, their hands disappearing into their jackets. He had different coloured eyes and he gave a sadistic smirk.

"Were you talking to me?" I asked touching my chest.

He tensed his jaw, stepping into the room.
"I haven't see you around here before" he said walking closer.

I glanced at the door behind him and the cashier clerk who was busy talking to someone. "I live in Glassdale, that's why" I said frowning.

His eyes swept across my body, and I shivered under it. "Ashton Ford" he said holding out his hand.

I went to shake it but he turned his palm over and lifted my hand to kiss the back of it. "Jamie Lance" I replied.

"Non possum describere pulchritudinis tuae, ut suus 'vigilo a solis occasum" he muttered.

( I cannot describe your beauty, it's like watching a sunset on a dark day)

I frowned. This line was taking to long and this guy was freaking me out. I put down the sunglasses and sun cream I was buying.

"I ah have to go, my friends would be waiting for me" I said pushing past Ashton.

The men behind him shot forward until Ashton put his hand up. I looked at them as I pushed past them too. "It was uh nice to meet you" I said, stumbling away from the shop.

I left the busy main strip, heading back down to the beach. William was on his phone as Eleanor floated on her back in the water.

"Hey" William said, looking up from his phone.

I sat on the blanket next to him. "Hey, so I just had an awkward conversation with a British guy" I said.

William lifted his sunglasses go his forehead. "Really?" He asked.

I nodded. "He gave me the creeps" I said, leaning closer to him.

I stole the bag of skittles out of his lap and he frowned at me. "Excuse me, they are mine" he said.

"Well I want some" I replied, shoving some into my mouth.

He stole them back. "Don't even think about it" he said, frowning and hiding the bag on his other side. 

"Hey!" I exclaimed reaching over him to grab the bag. 

He smacked my hand away and stared at me. I brought back my hand and stared at him. "Did you just smack my hand away?" I asked.

"Yes I did" he replied.

"Oi you two, stop your canoodling and come swim!" Eleanor yelled.

I shook my head and grinned. "Your sister" I said glancing at William.

"Your friend" he replied.

I held my hand out and he sighed. He reached for the bag and put it in my hand. "Thank you" I said cheerfully.

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"The bloody fireworks coming off you two is annoying" Eleanor said as she put her beach towel on the seat.

"Sorry what?" I said laughing.

"You and William, stop it makes me feel like a third wheel" she said pouting.