the bad boy [s.m.]

[19]

Jen's POV

*Monday Morning*

"Ugh..." I groan as I was waking up. I still feel strong arms wrapped around my waist. I began to worry about what day it was and what time it was. I reach over for my phone and check everything.

10:26am
Monday, September 25, 2017

I was just about ready to freak out and run out the house. Why didn't my parents wake us up? I check my reminders and see that today was a Student Free Day. Basically teachers go to school for training while students stay home, there was gonna be one on Friday too. Thank goodness.

I break out of Shawn's embrace and head to the bathroom to do my morning routine.

I walk to my closet to pick out something to wear. Oh fuck it. I'm just gonna wear adidas sweats and a black v-neck. I grab my clothes and head to the bathroom.

When I come back out Shawn is on his phone, talking with Aaliyah.

"Yeah I'll be there in an hour." He sighs and hangs up.

"What happened?" I ask walking over to him.

"Nothing, Aaliyah is just tired of our Aunt so she wants me to pick her up, as soon as possible." I smile.

"Go get her Shawn. You've spent enough time with my family and I, it's time you go hang out with her."

"Come with me? You guys can get to know each other, I can introduce you as my girlfriend. She'll love having a female figure being around her for once." He rubs the sides of my face with his thumb.

"Are you sure? Maybe she just wants to hang out with you." I don't want to intrude on their family time, it's not cool.

"Here I'll call her and ask." Before I could object, he was already FaceTiming her.

"What do you want?" She asks him.

"Would you mind if my girlfriend came to hang out with us?" He asks smiling. This boy will be the end of me.

"Girlfriend? Since when have you had a girlfriend?" She looked confused.

"Since like a month and a half ago. So would you mind?"

"No at all. Finally time you get a girlfriend, as long as she doesn't just like you for your money."

"Alright then, we'll be there in maybe 20 minutes." I say getting on the screen.

"Hurry! She's trying to make me into 'a proper lady' whatever the hell that means."

"We'll see you soon. Bye, love you." Shawn says while she just holds a peace sign to the screen.

"You change into the clothes while I tell my parents we're leaving." I tap his bare chest.

"What? Do I not look sexy like this?" He smirks.

"I don't want to break your heart." I laugh walking out my room.

There is literally not one person awake, no sound of my mom making food, my dad reading the newspaper, and no sound of Aniya trying to help my mom. For a second I was worried that they maybe left me, but they are most likely trying to sleep in today.

I open my parents bedroom door, only to see them still in bed. My dad was watching yesterday's soccer game while my mom was on her iPad, probably looking on Facebook.

"Mama? Papa?" I say which makes them both turn their heads at me.

My dad pauses the game while my mom closes her iPad, giving me their full undivided attention.

"Shawn and I are going to take his sister out, is that okay?" They look at each other and nod.

"Yes mija, that's okay." My dad smiles.

"Are you sure? I don't want you guys to feel like I'm going out too much." I play with my fingers.

"Mija, you haven't left this house in 17 years, you've always stayed din and obeyed our rules. It's time you explore the world, go out with your boyfriend." My mom says which makes me smile.

"Gracias Mama y Papa." I make my way over to them to kiss their cheeks.

"Pero, you do something stupid, your family won't be afraid to beat both your ass and his ass." I laugh and walk out.

"You going out with your boyfriend again?" My sister Lana scares me.

"Jesus Christ! You guys are gonna give me a heart attack!" I keep my hand on my heart.

"Answer the question Jenny." Oh, she was serious.

"Yeah I am. You're okay with that right?" I didn't want to make her feel alone, we've always been together through everything.

"I'm fine with it, just be careful. I heard he communicates with no one, almost like he's sketchy. Know who you're spending your time with okay?"

She was worried, worried that I was getting involved with someone like Alma's dad. He was always that mysterious guy, no one knew much about him, except for maybe Lana. She was intrigued by him, his was mystery that she so desperately wanted to figure out, but she didn't figure him out in the end.

"Don't worry Lana, he isn't like that. I know how to take care of myself."

"Doesn't mean I can't worry for my little sister." She laughs walking back to her bed with Alma.

I walk back in to see Shawn gone and my bathroom door closed, this is my chance. I run to the closet to get my clothes on before he walks back out. I pick out black ripped jeans, an olive v-neck, and my black vans.

I put my jeans on quickly, but right when I took off my shirt, Shawn walked out looking at with only my jeans and bra on. I quickly put on the shirt, but he already saw me, there was no going back.

"Whoa!" He was wearing his clothes from yesterday. Hot like always.

"Oh my gosh!" I grab my clothes from the floor and look down. My face was so red, no denying that.

"Trust me, I'm not bothered by anything. In fact, I wouldn't mind seeing that again." I slap his chest, which made my hand sorta sting. What is this guy made of?

"Was that meant to hurt?" He laughed.

"Oh shut up, let's go pick up your sister."

We walked down and headed to his Aunt's house. I began wondering of what she might think of me.

Would she like me? Will she remember me from her family's dinner? Will she think I'm 'the help'? Will we be friends?

I guess I looked very worried because Shawn pulled me out of my thoughts.

"What are you think about in the pretty little head of yours?"

"Nothing." I say quickly, trying to stay away from the subject.

"Oh come on, I know you were thinking hard about something now what is it?"

"Will your sister like me?" I cover my mouth, I can't believe I said that. "I'm sorry I do-"

"Are you dating Aaliyah?" I was thrown off by his question.

"What?"

"You heard me, are you dating Aaliyah?"

"No."

"Are you trying to date Aaliyah?"

"No."

"Are you going to leave me for Aaliyah?"

"No." I laugh.

"Then it doesn't matter whether she likes you or not because that won't change the way we feel about each other. Stop thinking about that, if she doesn't like you, then we can't change that." He squeezes my thigh, while I go to rest my hand on top of it.

How did I get so lucky to date someone like him?