I threw his sweater over my pajama shirt. I left my shorts on and walked out of my room.
"Talia, where you going?" Corbyn asked me before I started down the stairs.
"I'm heading over to Jonah's," I answered bluntly.
"Hm. So much for not liking him. You're wearing his hoodie and you're going to his house." He said wiggling his eyebrows.
"Corbyn," I said face palming and walking down the stairs.
"Hey, dad, I'm heading over to the West's house," I said trying to avoid Jonah's name in my household.
Rule Number 1.
Never mention Jonah in the Tucker household.
"Ok darling, have fun." My dad said turning around sending a wink my way. Wasn't he supposed to be like 'don't have sex until marriage'? I guess not.
"Pshh," I said walking out of the house. Fun.
I walked over the West house and rang the doorbell. The door swung open and a shirtless Jonah stood in the doorway. He looked me up and down and I couldn't help but blush.
"Mamacita." He said motioning for me to come in.
"Don't call me that," I mumbled under my breath.
"Would you prefer sweetheart, angel, babe?" He said pulling me towards the stairs.
"Hey, Nat honey." I heard his mom say to me from in the kitchen.
"Hey, Mary," I said waving to her.
"Are you staying for dinner?" She asked looking up from her chicken. I was about to answer but Jonah answered for me.
"No, she isn't. Neither am I. Bye mom." He said, once again dragging me up the stairs.
"Why aren't you staying for dinner?" I asked Jonah as we arrived at his room. It looked just like mine, except messier, but it smelt just like him.
"I have plans." He said looking at me with a smile. I walked over to his bed and sat down on the pile of messy sheets.
"So," I spoke up getting comfortable on his bed. "Why did you tell me to come over?"
"Well, I was bored." He said making it seem serious. I rolled my eyes and realized I too was bored. I sat on his bed shifting to find a new position until I finally had a 'forget it' moment and got into his bed throwing the sheets over my body. I took my phone out to text Opal.
Me: Heyy!
Opal: hey whats up
Me: nothing
Opal: are you home
Me: no, @ jonah's
Opal: ...
Me: he texted me to come over
Opal: aw my lovebugs :')
Me: shut up lol
Opal: well he likes you, anyways I got to go luv ya!
Me: ily 2
I put my phone down and looked up at Jonah who was taking a video of me texting Opal.
"Jonah!" I yelled throwing myself completely under the covers.
"Guys look at my cute little neighbor." He said trying to pull the covers off me. "Natalia, come on." He said laughing.
"Jonah," I said coming out from under the covers but covering my face with the sleeves of his sweater that I was wearing.

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The Bad Boy Next Door
Romance"What's your name?" he asked sitting down beside me. "Natalia," I said shoving my phone into my back pocket. All of a sudden he started lighting a cigarette, which made me leap out of my seat and to stand in front of him. I hate the smell of smoke...