The Playboy's Girl

Whose The Cocky Bastard?

Dedicated to: LivinLikeLovers ♡ (causeyouroneawesomeperson)

I stared at the big house infront of me, mumuring to myself wether I should go in or run back home and watch Insidious, covered in blankets and with bottles of coke.

"Stupid Mrs.Drake. Stupid Shakespear. Stupid partner work. Stupid partner. Stupid Aiden. Stupid everything." I kept mutttering under my breath.

It's been more than fifteen minutes that I'v been sitting infront of Aiden's house in the front yard.

I came to his house for the literature work as we agreed. But all this time, I couldnt gather up any courage to press the doorbell.

At school it was so much easier to show anger and hatred towards him. But right now, I couldnt seem to trust myself enough to be brave infront of him. To keep the I-dont-care attitude intact.

I plucked a flower from a plant in a reachable distance and settled down again. Slowly, I started plucking it's petals one by one. Each time, saying 'to go', or 'not to go'. At first, I ended up with 'to go'. But only once wont count right? Oh and anyways, it wont even be so accurate.

So I got up and picked more flowers and sat back down. I did three more times and both the sides became equal. So I threw away the flowers and sat for a while more.

In the end, I decided to leave. I got up with my bag and walked towards the gate. Once I was out on the road, I looked up his house.

I let out an annoyed mini scream tugging at my hair.

Damn, I have to do this!

"Remember that your result is at stake here Serraaah"

Great, now I started talking alone. What's next? Dancing naked? Okay ew. That's gross.

I walked back in again taking long strides with lots of fake confidence.. Taking a deep breath I took up my hand to press the doorbell. But before I reached, the door opened suddely revealing Aiden, whose face mirrored the shocked face as mine. I stared at him not knowing what to say.

Okay lets be honest.

I was checking him out. His short sleeved white t-shirt fit him perfectly, showing off his well defined muscles. His hair was looking damp in a good way, falling into his eyes giving him an innocent but at the same time a hot look.

I stared into his eyes as he stared back. I dont know how long we stayed like that, but all of a sudden, my mind knocked away from the daze and I broke eye contact.

Geez!

And to say I'm still only at his doorstep!

"Um. Sorry I'm late.... I mean, I'm late. So? Why are we still standing? I don't have the whole night you know. " I said trying to sound as mean as possible.

Aiden only nodded and let me in.

I gripped tightly at the hem of my purple blouse as the familiar homely scent reached my nose.

To be exact. It hurt. I could'v sworn that if a truck hit me, that would still hurt less than the pain I was feeling inside my chest right now.

This house was nothing new to me. Once, this used to be a place I visited every weekend. Even though it had been more than a year that I'd stepped in here, nothing seemed to have changed.

Actually, the only thing that seemed to have changed is both Aiden and me.

I was so glad Aiden's parents were not home. Otherwise, the situation would have been so awkard!