The Bad Boy With A Rose Tattoo

Unexpected

Ahh, home sweet home. "Mom!" I called. I went to the kitchen and saw a yellow sticky it read "Angel, next door neighbor is a business partner, went to LasVegas for business deal be back in a week, left 150 dollars for groceries, Her son will be staying with you until we get back, because Patty doesn't trust him. not to get into trouble, bye!".

I set the note down and sighed. I was sick of being left home alone. I'm an only child and my father isn't around. I get lonely, and now some boy that I don't even know is living with me for a week. At least I won't have to worry about school for a week and a half since we are on spring break. Trust me, I know. You're probably thinking "Oh, she's so lucky she gets to enroll into school as soon as Spring Break starts". I think it sucks. Mostly because I never really did anything fun on Spring Break, me and my friends were always the girls who never drank or smoked. We always stayed home and watched sappy movies over spring break.

I headed to the living room and sat down, turning on Cat Woman. Sometimes I wish my life could turn upsidedown like that, where everything changes for the better and you get special powers that make you different from the rest of humanity. Sadly I couldn't be like that, even if I tried. I'm not extraordinary or different, I'm simple and boring.

From the outside its like I have a perfect life. No ones life is perfect though. I wonder what would of happened if my daddy was- a knock on the door knocked me out of my thoughts. It was probably the boy that was staying with me for a few days. I really hope he isn't some creep who like tries to rape me or something. I grabbed the brown doorknob and twisted it, quickly opening the door so I can get the anticipation out, my heart drops at whos in front of me. Brandon.

Then I realized, maybe he is just here because he needs to tell me something. Yeah right, Angel. Like what? My hope was crushed when I realized he was the boy I was staying with, because how else would he knows where I lived. I saw fingers snapping in my face and made eye contact with Brandon. He didn't look to happy about living with me for a week either. If he acts any way like he does in school, i'd rather live on the streets for a week, or not take a bath or something. Anything but having to deal with his rude self.

He pushed past me without saying a word, not even glancing at me. He stops and stares at me, and makes a showmewheretostaybeforeIripyourheadoff look. I clear my throat and walk in front of him. Seconds later I hear his footsteps trailing behind mine. The tension in the air is getting thicker and I feel like it's about to suffocate me if I don't get out of it soon. Luckily for me, we have reached the guest room which is right by mine, and sadly we share a bathroom. "Uh, there. If you need anything just ask. I guess. Oh, and we share a bathroom so-".

"Don't care, thanks for showing me my room. Bye". He then slams the door in my face. I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding, then go back downstairs to continue watching my movie. I don't understand why I was even trying to be nice to someone who was so rude to me. I didn't even do anything to him in the first place, so he doesn't have a reason to act like that. I let my thoughts go as I realized I was drifting off into sleep.

Brandon's POV

It had been a few hours since I had heard from Angel, so I went downstairs to check on her. Not that I cared or anything. She was asleep on the couch and I almost smiled at how she looked. Her mouth slightly ajar, her breaths slow and steady, and her hair all tassled into a birds nest. She almost looked... Cute. No Brandon! Get those idiot thoughts out of your head. You can't get her involved you can't have feelings for any girl or anyone. Plus, you don't even know her. I bet she'd be good in bed though, she certainly looked like she was experienced. She has a perfect bum, round breasts, and an adorable figure. Her blonde hair always cascading down her back almost reaching her bum, and her blue eyes shining brightly. In all honesty. She was breathtaking with clothes on. I can't imagine how wonderful she looked with none on. Perverted thoughts entered my head and I was getting turned on, I am gonna get her into bed with me before the week is over. I licked my lips and went upstairs to take a cold shower. I glanced back at her and decided to wrap a blanket around her small form. My goal is to only get into her pants. Nothing else.... Right?

Author's Note

Heyyyyy guys! What's up! Just wanted to say, thank you so much for reading my first book. Does anyone know what would be considered a long chapter for Wattpad? Like how many words would have to be typed for a chapter to be considered long? Im curious :) Haha. Bye guys!