THE BADBOY NEXT DOOR (completed)

Chase the Bad Boy

Author's note:
Heyyy guys, sorry for the waittt. I've just been so busy lately at school! But here's a new chapter. It'll also be like a filler in. Enjoy xxxxx

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DING! DING!

Ughhhhh. Don't you just love the sound of alarms? The beautiful sound that wakes you up from all the wonderful dreams you we're happily enjoying. Although this morning, I was glad my alarm woke me up. Which is VERY unlike me. I love my sleep. Can't live without it. Literally. But I was having the worst, most terrible, horrific dream ever! I may sound a little over dramatic but hear me out.

Chase was in it. And he was...weird. I haven't ever had a dream like this about him before. He was just being so creepy! It was as if he was constantly watching me and every single move I made. He wouldn't stop following me and wouldn't stop touching me and ahhhh. I hate thinking about it!

A few years ago I would have loved this dream. Well maybe not him constantly watching me but more so the fact that he was paying me attention. Now though... it just makes me wanna hurl.

Actually come to think of it...where did Chase go? I haven't seen him in like...a fair while. Maybe he's a ignoring me after what he found out about what happened with Daniel. Or maybe he's just been sick or something. Either way it's as if he's vanished from the face of the earth and it's kinda weird.

"Aliya!" I hear a voice call from down stairs.

Well would you look at that! My mother is actually home for once. I don't know where the hell she has been lately and especially after the drama I've been going through, I really do need my mom to be here for me. Although, a part of me is scared. Scared to ask what is going on just in case it's something I don't want to hear.

"Coming!" I yell back in reply.

"Hey mom, when did you get home?" I inquire, making sure it seemed as if I were...you know...a little upset.

"Got back last night hun," she answers with a tiny grin.

"Is everything okay?" I question, giving her a pointed look.

"Yeah of course? Everything's great, now hurry up and go get ready for school sweetie," I nod and turn back to head upstairs again when my mom stops me. "Oh that's right! I almost forgot to tell you! Chase called, he's coming to pick you up."

"He's what!?" I exclaim spinning around in an instant.

"He's coming in 10 minutes or so. Now hurry up ad get changed! Go go go!"

Are you poptartings kidding me! Wait is poptartings even a word? Eh, I guess now it is. Why is Chase picking me up?! He's just someone I REALLY do not want to see at the moment.

I quickly pull myself together in the limited time I have to get ready. I tame my unruly blonde hair into a messy bun and get dressed in a flash, dashing around my room in a frenzy.

"ALIYA! CHASE IS HERE CHUNKY MONKEY!" Mom yells from downstairs.

Pop tarts. And also, must she REALLY shout out my nickname THAT loud? The whole neighbourhood has probably heard by now. I mean I love her but she can be so.hecking.embarrassing.

I dash downstairs in a rush, tripping down the last few steps and look up to see him. There he is. Chase. Standing there looking as if this isn't weird at all. As if we're still all fine and nothing weird has happened between us at all recently.

"Aliiii, good to see you," Chase greets with a gigantic, and dare I say, pretty attractive smile plastered on his face.

"Uhhh hey....Chase..." I grin back awkwardly, still kind of weirded out by this whole situation.