Falling In Love With A Bad Boy

Chapter 17

Dinner was almost done whrn Chase came in.  I was glad he came alone.  i could enjoy spending time with my grandpa and brother.

"Smells good.  Is it ready?"  Chase asked as he headed to the kitchen.

"Almost.  Set the table for us, please."  Grandpa asked.

Dinner went great.  We had a great time.  I am excited to  go to the party.  I am still a little wortied about him being there.  I won't let it ruin my night.

After dinner I ran upstairs to shower and get ready.  I looked through all my clothes I brought with me, and the only thing that looked good was my skinny jeans and lacey tank top.  I finished off with my jean jacket.

I was just finishing my makeup and hair when Chase opened the door.

"Ready?  I need to stop and get stuff."

"Yeah. Let's go."  I said as I slipped on my tennis shoes.

We made a pit stop to Target to get snacks and solo cups. 

"Remember not to drink ok?  Pops will kill me, then mom will kill me again!"

"I won't I promise.  Will you be drinking?"

"Probably will have 1.  I have to take you home." 

We finally pull up to a house booming with music and lots of people all around.  I am getting very excited!  I can't wait to see what it is like.

Inside was more packed.  People were drinking and laughing.  I don't know how they can hear each other over the music.  Some were dancing, and some were making out on the couch. 

"This is my little sister, Ally." He said to the pretty blonde girl.

"Hi, I'm Tina.  So, Chase told me all about you." Tina said as she extended her hand.

"He probably told you I am a nerd or bookworm." I said as I shaked her hand.

"Well, yeah."  She laughed.  "But he also told me you are the best sister."

"Really?"  I said as I  looked at Chase.

"Yeah yeah.  Ok.  Want a pop?"  He asked me.

"Sure."

We headed to the kitchen.  Chase grabbed me a pepsi and he got him and Tina a beer.  We headed out back to the patio.  He introduced me to a few friends.

The night is going well.  I am having fun.  Several people asked if I wanted to play pong.  Might as well. 

"I don't drink though." I stated.

"That's fine, neither do I."  A girl snakes her arm through mine.  "Our side will have pop, ok?"

"Ok cool.  I'm Ally by the way."

"I am Kim.  So, Chase is your brother huh?"

"Yep."

"Cool.  He is my english lit class.  He is smart."

"Yeah, just don't tell him that!"  We both laughed.

We played and we were winning so far.  I actually like this game.  The guys were not taking it so well. 

"Oh come on you losers!  Are you gonna let these girls beat you!"  Someone hollered from the crowd.  I knew that voice. I turned and looked Travis right in the eye.  He had a devilish grin.

I turn around and try to ignore the fact that he is there. It is hard when my whole being reacts when he is near. 

Half an hour more of playing and we beat the boys.  It was great.  Kim and I rejoiced in our defeat.  Kim made sure they taunted them as we walked away.

"That was great!  We make a good team girl!." 

"Yes we do.  I am going to go sit for a few."

"Ok, I will see you later."  She said as she walked back into the house.

I found a quiet seat on the edge of the lawn.  I lean my head back and close my eyes for a minute.

"What are you doing here by yourself?"

Travis whispered in my ear.  I jumped  and my shoulder hit his nose. 

"Oh my god!  I am so sorry!  You are bleeding."  I yelled.

"I know.  I will be back.  Don't  move."  He said as he walked away.

No way in hell is he going to tell me what to do!  I get up and head into the house.  I find Chase and Tina dancing.  They look so cute together.

"Want to dance?"  A cute redheaded guy asked.

"Sure." 

Half way through the dance, I feel his glare on me.  The hairs on my arm stood up.  I took a chance and looked over at him with a smile on my face.  He didn't look to happy.  I am enjoying making him mad!

"Thanks."  I said when the song ended.

I headed upstairs to find the bathroom.  When I came out Travis was leaning up against the doorjam. 

"I thought I told you not to move?  You make it hard to keep an eye on you."

"I don't have to listen to you." I said as I tried to walk past him.  He grabbed ahold of my hand. 

"Let me show you something."  He led me through a door and up more stairs. 

"Where are you taking me?"

"My room."

"Why?"

He didn't answer me.  He flicked the light switch on.  This is not what I expected.   His room was neat and had art all over. 

"You paint?"

"Yeah."

"You are so good!" I walk over to the easel with a cloth covering it.  "What is under here?"

"Want to see?"

"Of course!" 

He pulled the cloth off and I gasped.  I was staring a me. 

"Well, do you like it?" 

"Yes, but how?"

"From memory.  I have a great memory.  You are etched into my brain, my soul.  Please give me another chance."  He pleaded. 

"I don't know."  I said as I turn away from him.