The BadBoy Broke My Window [Soon To Be Rewritten]

Chapter Two [Edited]

To the side is Dylan >>>>>>>>>>>>>>

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Emilia's POV:

Monday morning, when I arrive at school I knew my life now depends on this day. I walk through the corridors looking for one person, Dylan. I walk past an empty classroom, only to be pulled in. The hell! I look at the culprit, Dylan Collins.

"You, you broke my window and kissed me, and you have the guts to leave without saying why..." I start my rant, I don't know where I got this confidence from, I’m normally the shy girl and mind my own business around people like him. He pulls me into his chest and put his hand over my mouth, again.

"Do you always talk this much?" He chuckles, "Now keep the noise down, we don't want anyone knowing we have spoken." Cocky and arrogant, great. He removes his hand,

"Look Dylan, is that your name. Well your going to tell me why you broke into my house Saturday night, kissed me and left without an explanation." I’m pissed off right now, he brakes into my house (my room actually), pulls me in this abandoned empty classroom and thinks he has the right to say he doesn't want anyone to know we've talked.

Dylan raises a brow, "Ok first off, I had to get away and second, I didn't have time to explain."

"So, now you do. Explain." I tell him irritated, my eyes wide.

"Look Emilia," He knows my name? Right of course he does, he's popular, "I only broke into your room because I needed to hide, I was running from someone, that you don't need to know."

Now I’m confused.

"Couldn't you have hidden someplace else. You broke my window to get in and hide." I was pissed off, I had to put tape on my window to stop the cold breeze from coming in.

"If you want I will pay for the damage. And I couldn't explain cause I couldn't waste time in case they came back that way." He pauses and then looks me straight in the eyes, "And I kissed you cause I felt like it." He tells me quietly, with a smirk playing on his lips.

"Dylan, I need a new window, and they aren't cheap." I state clearly annoyed,

"Fine I’ll replace it then. What do you want me to say.” He snaps,

"Six hundred, put it in my mailbox seeming you know where I live now. By this afternoon." I tell him and turn to walk out, but he stops me by grabbing my wrist in a tight grasp,

"And where do you think I’m going to get that kind of money by this afternoon." He asks angrily as he glares daggers at me,

"I don't know, should of thought of that one before you broke it. So it better be there or I’m telling the police." I tell him before ripping my hand out of his grip and storm off. As I walk down the hallway, I hear a bang, oh well not my problem. I have a feeling this won't be the last time I see him either. I storm off to class I’m already late.

As usual I go get my lunch and walk to my car, and I see Dylan leaning against it. Shit. I turn the other direction, I really want to avoid him as much as I can. I hear footsteps walking or running towards my direction and suddenly Dylan is in front of me.

"What do you want?" He asks, now I’m officially confused.

"What?" I ask, confusion clearly in my voice.

"What do you want?" He repeats angrily,

"I told you six hundred." I say and storm off, again. He was the one that said 'we don't want anyone knowing we have spoken'. In other words, it will ruin his reputation.