His Rebellious Nerd

Living Under The Same Roof As The Devil

Dedicated to kiaramohit

Ding Dong

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I swear I'm the only person alive who respects when people are sleeping. Literally nobody else gives a shit. They are currently going bonkers on the doorbell and banging the door.

Wait.

My parents!!!

My eyes snap open and i try to move and... Nope.

I can't move!

You know why?
Because this boy right here flung his arms across my chest, pinning me on the bed.

I turn to him and see him sleeping soundly like a baby.
Awn he looks so angelic in his sleep.Too bad he is actually the devil.
His jet black hair is messy and covers his eyes slightly and his lips are slightly parted.

How can someone be as gorgeous as that?

I try to shake him awake but he does not respond.

"Cayden" i whisper softly trying to wake him up.

Nope still sleeping. God is he a heavy sleeper.

"CAYDEN" i shout a little louder and there is no response again.

I freak out. Is he dead?
I bring my face closer to him and his warm breaths fans my face.

Ohh he's still breathing.

Do you ever be laying next to a person and try to breathe like them and almost die?

I did.

I am literally sprawled out on three-quarter of the bed while Cayden is jammed on a small fraction of the bed.

So i do the most logical thing that first comes to my mind.

Using my feet and hands, I push Cayden off the bed and he falls down with a loud thud.

"What the fuck? " he swears as he gets up rubbing his butt-whacked ass.

"My parents are here!!! "

"So?"

So they'll kick your sorry ass stupid!

"So get out!!!" i shout while pushing him towards my window.

"Woah Easy tiger!" he smirks as he stretches his arms. This makes his shirt lift up and i shamefully steal a glance at his V-line.

"Like what you see?" he smirks looking at me.

Shit. Caught.

"No. Now get out!" i shout in frustration.

"Fine. What about my goodnight kiss?"

I could feel the heat growing in her cheeks. By now they must be beyond the shade if kylie's red lipstick.

"I'm just kidding munchkin" he laughs and ruffles my hair before swiftly swinging on the window head and vaulting over his window sill, landing straight into his room.

Wow.

I sneek a peek at the porch of my house through the window and find my exasperated parents still standing at the door while mom constantly tries to dial someone.

Wait my phone!

I reach for my phone on my desk table to see 27 missed calls from mom.

Uh oh.