THE BADBOY NEXT DOOR (completed)

Heart Of The Bad Boy. Pt 1

Author's Note:
Hello my gorgeous sesame seeds, I'm finally here with another brand new chapter ready for you just to eat up! Strap yourselves in, because these few chapters coming your way are going to make things pretty intense...

Mia's POV

"You look really nice today," Drew whispered in my ear his hot breath fanning down my neck. I giggled flirtatiously and pulled back ever so slightly to look up at him through my thick black eye lashes.

"Well you're not so bad yourself Drewbear," I grinned, closing the gap between us and placing another kiss on his tender lips. I sunk into his warmth, completely enveloped in his scent of cinema popcorn. I know it's a little weird but give the guy a break, he works there and personally I love the smell. In that moment with him, I felt safe, I felt secure...I felt at home in his arms. We've only been going out a short period of time but I already feel like I've known him my entire life. I'm so lucky to have him, it's like he just instantly understands me. It's as if I've found my missing puzzle piece.

Okay to say I'm whipped is a major understatement.

We stared into each other's eyes for a moment, his gaze holding me completely captive. I've never been with a guy quite like him before. All my previous boyfriends have been, absolute douche monkeys. They've cheated on me, dated me for a status boost, because apparently it's "cool" to date a cheerleader, or they haven't respected me at all.

Drew's not like that though. As far as I can tell he's kind, he's sweet, he's funny, he's all a girl could ever ask for in a man and he's mine.

"Are you sure Aliya doesn't mind that you've come over to hang out with me? I mean you guys did kind of just ditch her," Drew said breaking off our kiss. "Don't get me wrong I love hanging out with you but I'm aware that she has quite a tendency to cry heaps lately and I don't want to be responsible for that," he added with a sympathetic smile.

A pang of guilt shot through me. Aliya CRAP. I should've known better than to just leave her like that. I was so caught up in wanting to see Drew I didn't even think about how my best friend must be feeling. Wow I am a terrible friend.

I sighed. "Oh shoot you're right I probably should have stayed with her, she's ultra sensitive lately and I really shouldn't have just ditched my bestie like that...but I...I just really wanted to see you," I gushed.

Drew's cheeks flushed a bright shade of pink and he grinned cheekily. "Aw well I-"

He was cut off by the sound of a car screeching on the road outside Jake's house, followed by shouting. Drew and I snapped our heads towards the door then turned to look back at each other in confusion.

"What was that?" He questioned, his brows furrowed seriously.
"I don't know but I think we should go find out, that didn't sound too good," I concluded, grabbing his hand in mine and leading him towards the front door then out onto the street.

My heart stopped.

What lay before me was a sight I'd never forget. A small silver car was stopped in the middle of the road, it's windscreen white with a spiderweb of shattered and cracked glass across it. Jake was sunken to his knees shouting desperately for help, his shoulders shaking. He looked down onto a body strewn out awkwardly on the asphalt.

My favourite person in the whole wide world.

Drew.... Wait um I mean, Aliya.

She had scrapes across her legs and forearms and she had a sickeningly large gash on her head, blood dripping down her cheeks. She was motionless, unmoving.I felt my stomach twist and churnlike it had been thrown in a washing machine as panic and terror took over every fibre of my body.

"NO!!!" I screamed. "ALIYA!!!!!!!!!!"

My knees gave way from beneath me. Drew snapped out of his dazed state just in time to prevent me from crumpling to the ground. I turned my head to sob into his shirt. Soon enough Shayla, Lucy, Tiani, Kurt and Black Jack came stumbling out of the house to witness the scene for themselves.

"ALI!!!!" Lucy shrieked.

Kurt stayed behind us and started pacing back and forth, mumbling something under his breath in a panic.

Shayla tried to pull Jake away from Aliya but he refused to leave her side. The car door opened and out stepped the driver of the car. My eyes were too blurry from tears to even care who had hit her. All I could think of was the chance that I'd never see my best friend ever again.

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A whole day passed by and now I'm here, in a hospital, anxious to see Aliya and running on zero sleep whatsoever. I skipped school and cheer practice to be here. I wouldn't have been able to concentrate anyway.

She's allowed visitors now, although it's not like we are going to be able to ask her how she's doing.

I got a text from Kim today telling me that... that she's in a coma. They don't know when or if she's going to wake up. Just the thought of it makes me sick to my stomach. I need Aliya. As much as she's a weirdo, a homebody, a total geek and a pain in my ass...she's the best friend I could ever have asked for. Drew's been great to me. He's kept me from having a complete heart attack and needing to be hospitalised myself. I just know that I need to talk to her...even if she can't hear what I have to say.

I walk slowly into her room, Drew right beside me. I held his hand so tightly I'm surprised I wasn't cutting off his circulation. Actually, looking at it now it did seem to be a little blue...whoops. I pushed open the door, scared of what I would see within. It creaks open to reveal her pale, bruised up face with a bandage wrapped around her face. The crisp white hospital sheets made her look more fragile and delicate than ever, almost as if a small gust of wind could cause her to crumble at any moment. Her eyes were shut and a machine beside her beeped every so often, reassuring me that her heart was still working.

"I'll leave you two alone for a bit," Drew smiled backing away outside.

I took a shaky breath and bit back the tears. I took a seat beside her and place a hand lightly on her bed.
"Hey Aliya...what's up?'I sniffed as a tear slipped down my cheek, already laughing at myself half heartedly for being such an idiot.

"I know this is stupid and I know I'm not going to get a response from you but...I need you to come back to me okay? We're a team you know that. I can't do this alone. You, me and Chase are a trio and now you've gone and made it weird," I chuckled wiping my wet face.

"Look...there's actually...there's actually something I've been wanting to talk to you about for a while now but I've been too chicken to say anything because I'm a terrible friend," I sigh, unable to even look at her.

"I should have just too you this straight away but I know that you wouldn't be able to forgive me for this because I can't even forgive myself, but since you're unconscious I figure now is a better time than ever to come clean."

I take a deep breath, finally ready to get it off of my chest for the first time.

"Cheryl and Chase have always been quite...on and off," I began, completely unsure as to why I am even saying all of this out loud.

"Well, for one of the time periods when they weren't together, about 6 months ago, I...him and I...we were...together," I finally let out, my heart hammering. Even though Aliya couldn't hear me I was still petrified to admit it after all this time. Tears started flowing more and more now.

"I knew you loved him and I went and did it anyways. It just proves what a terrible person I am. I was selfish and one night at a party we just got carried away and before I knew it he was kissing me and I...i was kissing him back. We only dated for a week though. Every time we were together he'd...he'd only want to talk about you. That's all. The more I was reminded of you the guiltier I became and ended it with him after a fight we had about me wanting to keep the relationship a secret from you. Personally I thought, and honestly still think that he liked you the whole time and just wanted to use me to make you jealous.