The Bad Boy [Carter Reynolds]

The bad boy (21)

"Carter I made some cookie--" his mother comes in shocking us both. I could finally feel myself breath, when I push him off my body.

"Every fucking time" he muttered annoyed under his breath, pushing himself up from me. I tilt him lightly with my shoulder, as he shrugs it away.

"Oh! I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt something" she says slightly embarrassed and were about to close the door before, I stop her. I get out of the bed and walk over to her, Carter by my side. I can tell he looks slightly annoyed.

"No don't be" I say, embarrassed that she had to see me like this the first time. I really don't know what she's thinking of me now. I'm in her daughters clothes and she probably thinks I'm fucking Carter. The thought of it makes me obnoxious. I'm actually kind of glad she came. I have to remind myself that I shouldn't be with him. We could never be something. Hell. I shouldn't even be here, but I have nowhere else to go.

"I'm sorry for intruding" I sigh nervously, while scratching my hands. I always do that when I'm nervous. She lightens up and smiles at me warmly, welcoming me.

"No no! It's okay, you're welcome her anytime honey" she says, making the guilt in me for staying here disappear finally disappear.

"Thanks" I mumble, smiling briefly.

I couldn't help but to notice resembles between Carter and his mom. It was kind of warming for me. She was so freakin cute and her smile was adorable. She was like the opposite of my mom.

Sorry mum

"Mom, this is Mason" Carter sigh tiredly, rubbing the back of his neck. I wanted to kick him for being so unpolite, but it was his mom, so I couldn't do anything about it than just rolling my eyes inside of me.

"Nice to meet you" She say and gives gives me simple hug.

"You too" I politely say, hugging her back.

"Here is the cookies, I'll leave you alone now" she smiles and hand me the flat of the crispy chocolate cookies.

"Thank you" I wave to her as she walks out, closing the door behind her.

"You're mom is so lovely" I smile, and takes a bite of one of the cookies.

"Yeah, she is" he smirks taking the cookie, I was supposed to eat, and takes another bite of it. I roll my eyes and put the flat of cookies away. He sigh tiredly jumping on the bed falling on his back, with his dark eyes locked on the ceiling.

"Are you tired?" I asks and sits down beside him, keeping my distance. Just for a minute ago, he was gonna kiss me. I think. I flush thinking about it and look back at him, studying him. His dark brown eyes, and his blank expression are locked on the wall and I'm starting to wonder what he is always thinking so deeply about.

"Yeah" he say as he rub his face with his hand.

A silence falls on us both, as I just sit there and think of my next move. He looks pretty tired and I don't know how this is going to work. My eyes fall back at him, when he is just staring at the ceiling with no expression.

"Okay..I'll sleep here and you sleep on the floor" I say. A giggle escape from my mouth when his eyes immediately turned to me, and widen.

"Hell no! I'm not gonna sleep on the floor. You can sleep on the floor!" He shout, waving his hands in frustration.

"But I'm the guest here" I say defended, crossing my arms, sassily.

"Ugh but that---

"that's not fair" he whined, sounding like a baby. I couldn't help but to feel awe towards him, when he acted like that. It was kind of cute.