The rich girl and the bad boy✔

Part 7:

Rosalie's Pov

I wake up with an arm around my waist, the events of last night start to flow back. I try to get up but Bryson's grip tightens and I giggle and grab my phone from under my pillow it's 6 am so I send out my streaks and scroll through people's stories. 

'Knock' 

'knock'

 "Yes?" I call back. 

"I'm off to work don't be late to school." My dad calls from the other side. 

"I won't l love you be careful." 

"Love you too." my dad says. And I squirm out of Bryson's arms and go take a shower. Once I was done I brushed my teeth and walked into my bedroom in my towel and went to my drawer and grabbed my lace light pink bra and pantie set and put them on and walk to my closest and look for an outfit.

 "I could get use to this," Bryson says and I jump and throw on a pair of white ripped jeans and a light pink crop top and walk out my closet. 

"Well you won't," I say pulling on my white and gold air force 1s.

 "Aww why not," he asks in a mock voice. 

"Because you said I don't know you and I shouldn't try and tell you what's best for me," I say putting on my mascara and lipgloss. 

"Where are you going?" He asked ignoring what I had just said.

 "School I'm still 17 and its Tuesday," I say matter-of-factly.

 "Oh yeah forgot about that you could always ditch and come back to sleep.," he says as he comes behind me and holds my waist.

 "Mhmm as much fun as that sounds I have to. I'm hoping to be able to graduate early and I still don't have enough credits and I have until the end of September." I say.

 "Where do you want to go to college?" he asks.

 "MIT or Stanford," I say with a smile. 

"Why those two?" 

 "Well my dad went to MIT and Lia got early admission to Stanford so either one would be great," I say grabbing my keys and purse.

 "Oh there far away." He says and I take a glance at him and he's frowning. 

"Yeah but I mean like you said your almost 20 you can visit or come to college too," I say and he laughs. 

"College and I don't match babe." He says and follows me out of my bedroom to the kitchen.

 "It was just a thought," I say and look around the kitchen.

 "Lacey can you make us breakfast." I aks and she turns around and looks at Bryson in shock but quickly turns around almost like she was scared what was that about? Oh well. 

"Yes ma'am right away." She says going to the fridge and I walk into the dining room with Bryson behind me. 

"So is this every morning for you?" Bryson asks.

 "No Lacey doesn't always make breakfast our cooks on vacation," I say.

 "No I mean do you usually eat alone?" 

"Well not on weekends and I eat with my dad at dinner unless he works late and today your here." I say. 

"Oh.." Is all he says and I frown but then Lacey comes in with breakfast and then walks away. After we finish breakfast we split up Bryson on his motorcycle and me in my car. Just as I pull up at school I got a text from Bryson.