My Fake Boyfriend

Chapter 6

Blair's POV:

What? Who could this be? I immediately block the number and ignore it, but it keeps popping up into my head. I couldn't stop thinking about it as I laid in bed. Probably just some jealous girl, but how would they know about the talk me and Baylor had?Creepy.

I was a little freaked out by the idea that someone could have possibly been stalking me. Maybe its Asher, being the psychopath that he is. He just wants me back.

I would never date that prick again! He used me for his own selfish reasons and then threw me out like a piece of trash.

But, Baylor he was sweet, kind, intelligent, but most importantly he was HOT! I mean his chestnut brown hair falls perfectly above his dark blue eyes.

Not to brag or anything but my boyfriend is like a sex god. Okay okay, sorry back on topic. I feel so bad that his brother died they seemed really close.

My thoughts were so bundled up and my head started aching. I didn't know what to think. I needed to sleep on the jumbled up thoughts that I couldn't fathom into constellations.

My eyelids fluttered closed and I let a deep sleep take over me.

I woke up the next morning, with my decision decided. I felt like those people on the Bachelor and the Bachelorette when they are about to choose the girl/guy they are gonna be engaged to. They always talked about how hard the decision was when, me as a fan, could clearly see who was the better pick, especially when it came to the guys.

Now I knew how it felt to be that person, and it wasnt an easy decision. It took a lot of time but now I know who I want to be with. Asher is a douche bag and there is no way that Baylor could be faking the whole dead brother story. I hope I'm right.

But Asher. He's so hot and sexy. Yeah he may be a jerk sometimes but when he told me he liked me, it made me feel all fluttery inside. I could tell that he was being genuine and he was telling the truth.

But he also hit me. And threatened me. I can't be with a guy like that. I need to be with someone who actually cares for me and doesn't hit me. Someone like Baylor. I knew my answer now.

It was decided. I quickly got changed and ran over to Baylor's house. I rang the doorbell and Baylor opened the door. I peeked behind him and saw no one. There was only one car in the driveway, which was his.

"What are y-"Baylor started but I interrupted him by crashing my lips into his, silencing him. He took a step back from impact, but quickly recovered by grabbing my hips and leading me inside. He shut the door behind him and carried me up the stairs with my legs wrapped around his hips.

Our kiss never broke. Baylor set me down softly on his bed and began to kiss me all over, that is, until we heard someone clear their throat.

"Sorry for interrupting, I'll just uhh..." Said a voice behind us. I know that voice. Baylor quickly got up and we turned around. Their stood Asher, smirking at us.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Baylor snaps, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Dude I thought we were meeting up today." Asher says. What? Meeting up? Why would they meet up? They hate each other.

"Whats going on?" I ask.

"Nothing babe. Just stay here. I will be right back." He says and pulls Asher into another room. I walk out of Baylor's room and walk over to the room that they were in. I heard voices talking.

"You're not supposed to come yet! She can't know!" Baylor says to Asher, attempting to whisper.

"Well how was I supposed to know that you two would be sharing saliva?" Asher says. Gross.