American bad boy VS British bad girl

Chapter 13

(A/N sorry for the looooong wait for this update but here you go)

Zara's POV

I woke up to from a somewhat peaceful sleep, all I could recall from last night was something about Afros I really don't know, woah wait Ross was with me yesterday, I tried to get up but was trapped by a heavy weight on my waist. I slowly turned to see a blonde haired doofus sleeping with his might I say toned arm. Woah calm down brain he tried to embarrass me remember. yeah but he is your friend now. Shut up whose side are you.

"Liking what you see" he said with a sleepy voice which was quite cute. What the hell where did that come from

"We'll I don't really like trash so no I don't like what I see and I'm trapped by your fat arm" I said pointing to my waist

"Hey my arm is not fat it's toned and admit it you like what you see" he said flexing his arm showing off his muscles

I rolled my eyes and got up realising that I was free from his grasp.

"So you got anything planned for today" he asked getting up from the floor while I walking towards that door.

"I don't think so probably just gonna chill and finishing of packing for Miami what about you" I said

"Shit I still need to pack, when do we leave again" he asked, I felt like slapping him right now.

"We leave in 2 days dodo, how have you not packed yet" I said slapping his arm

"Hey what was that for and no I haven't my parent are out of town with my sister and I kinda need some help with packing" he said scratching the back of his neck

"Are you serious you have 3 other brothers yet you still need help?" I said with my tone being shocked yet having a bit of humour in it.

"Yeah like my brothers would help me pack" he said

"What if you asked them to help" I suggested

"Can you?" He asked

At first I was shocked and confused

"You want me Zara, to help you pack for the trip to Maimi?" I asked punting at myself the whole time.

"Yup" he said popping the 'p'. I started shaking my head saying no to his request "don't forget Zara you have to do whatever I say because you lost the bet"

Damn it! Did he really have to remember the bet

"Fine" I said walking out of the room to the kitchen

I mean it's just helping to moron with packing for Miami I'll probably kill myself later or beat the hell out of a punching bag.

After pancakes and milkshakes I made my way to my bike while Ross made his way to his car and we were en route to his house.

Lord kill me now well not kill me but please bring something up anything I beg of you.

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"Woah nice bike Zara" Ryland said as I got off from my bike

"Yeah are all you rides this nice" Riker added

"Yup" I said popping the p and giving them all a wink

Just as I was putting my helmet on the floor to take my bikers outfit off Rocky came out the house and started to whistle like a wolf

"Damn Zara lookin good" Rocky said walking up to us

"Say that again and I will punch you but thanks" I said winking at him.