Falling For The Badboy (Completed)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

I woke to a shower running, I looked around me not knowing where I was. Did someone kidnap me? Or something worse?

I looked under the covers and saw that I was in an oversized shirt. My head was throbbing and all that came into my head was: What the fuck did I do last night?

Not knowing what to do I find my clothes and quickly changed into them before the shower went off. I sat on the bed waiting for the unknown person.

"You're awake?" My head whipped to where the voice came from and what I saw made my eyes go wide.

Noah in a towel, dripping wet.

"Y---Could you put on some clothes!" I snapped covering my eyes with my hands.

"Why like what you see?" Noah teased. "Wanna touch?"

I threw the shirt that I had on at him and shouted, "Your disgusting!" I was about to walk out when he caught my arm.

"Skylar... I'm only playing. C'mon sit down. I'll put clothes on." He lead me back to his bed and I sat down hesitantly. He grabbed jogging bottoms and a t-shirt before walking into his bathroom.

"Why am I here?" I called feeling confused on how and why I was here. Noah didn't answer so I was about to ask again when he came out dressed.

"I'll answer all your questions but do you want some aspirin?" I nodded looking down at my hands. I heard Noah leave the room and came back with a glass of water and the aspirin.

"Here." I took them and washed them down quickly.

"Thank you." Noah smiled at me and then sat next to me.

"What are your questions?"

"Why am I here?" I asked looking down at my hands.

"You got stupidly drunk and I couldn't take you home like that so I brought you here so I made sure you didn't end up choking on your own sick."

I nodded, "Why was I in your shirt?"

This question made him blush, "You erm-" Noah cleared his throat. "You couldn't stay in your dress so I gave you my shirt--but you asked me to put it on for you..."

"You did what!" I stood up hugging my body.

"You couldn't stay in your dress! And you was stupidly drunk! I didn't look--- I swear!" Noahs face was bright red. "Anything else?" he asked clearing his throat.

I sat back down on his bed before asking him my last question, "Did we have sex?" I asked bluntly.

Noahs head whipped around to me, "What! No, I don't have sex with drunken girls!"

"Thats not what I heard..." I whispered under my breath.

Noah stared at me blankly, "You know what, I don't need this. I want you to leave." Noah was now standing by his closet with his arms crossed over his chest.

"What?" Was he kicking me out?

"I want you to leave. Ever since I saved your arse all I have been getting is grief! I wish I left you there..."

My face fell as he finished, I felt tears begin to fall down my face. "I'm sorry I've been an inconvenience to you. This is the last time you'll have to speak to me..." Noahs face looked pained as I ran down the stairs and out of his house.

"Skylar!" Noah called after me once I had gotten out of his house. I turned to him as more tears flowed down my cheeks.

"That was out of order... I didn't mean it Skylar."