CHAPTER TWENTY
970 Words
"What are friends for." Bryce stops the car in front of my house.
"I am glad you are my friend." I smiled.
"Me too." He winked, I rolled my eyes as a laugh escaped my lips.
"Good night, Bryce" I whispered as I took my bag and clothes, opening the car door.
"Good night, Princess. Dream about me." I laughed,closing the door.
I walked towards my lawn, I stood wating for his car to leave, once it did, I walked inside.
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BRYCE'S POINT OF VIEW.
"With Melanie again." I was greeted my sister's words and a supicious smile on her face.
"Sneaking on me again." I walked into the sitting roon.
"When will you just admit that you like her?"
"When will you leave me alone." I raised my eyebrows at her.
"I will make you admit you like her." She said as she walked away.
"Melanie huh ?" I turned to see my mum seated at the coner of the sitting room.
I stood up getting ready to leave.
"It's too late for the son and mother talk." She hasn't been a mother to me in a long time.
"Please son, let's just talk." Ignored her words, I am not falling for it again. One day I think she's in a good place the next she's accepting my useless father with op-en arms.
Not again.
Melanie's point of view
As I was done with dinner. I made my way upstairs. Suddenly I hear rattling
in my bedroom. I slowly made my way to my door knob, I carried a huge
stick, I twist my door knob slowly, as it opens, my heart started beating
fast.
"I have a stick." I inform the unknown person.
"Good to know." a voice trailed, I remember that voice. It is that
Bryce, I switch on the light.
"Bryce, want the hell are you doing here?" I ask in a low tone almost
whispering.
"I am crashing here." he gives a huge smirk, what am I saying the stupid
ass smirk is already plastered on his face.
He has to be joking.
"No, you are not." I said almost yelling.
Nate will kill me.
I am extremely thankful that my mum ud with one if her clients tonight.
It's one euphemistic way to put it.
"Need a place to sleep." No you don't.
"what is wrong with your house." I ask, I could sense a sudden change in
reaction.
"Nothing." He obviously don't want to tell me.
"Like I would believe that, any way you can stay but you are sleeping on
the floor." I state, he has been such a good friend to me the least I can do is let him stay for the night.
"That is not a good way to treat a guest, I am sleeping on the bed." he
smirks as he sits on my bed.
"On the floor, you are not a guest, you are an intruder and if you are forgetting I have a boyfriend." I inform him while I was trying to drag him off my bed.
It's harder than you think.
"Fine miss bossy pants, I would sleep on the floor." he replied as he pulls off is shirt.
"What are you doing?" I gave a curious look.
"I sleep with my boxers." he grins at me.
"Well that is not going to happen in my room." I said stretching my warning
finger.
"What ever." he said nonchalantly . I breathe in.
"I would go take a shower." I inform him.
"Should I tag along." he smirks. My heart beating hard but I play it cool.
"In your dreams buddy." I smirk.
"I don't want to tell you my dreams about you, I might just scare you away,
princess." he winks at me, I shiver at his words.
After shower, I enter my room only to see Hunter asleep on my bed with only
his boxers.
I crossed my arms, why the hell did I let him in.
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My eyes slightly opens, just immediately I realized it is a Sunday morning.
As I was about to get out of bed, I felt a strong arm around me, I totally
forgot Bryce slept over.
As I turn my head to his direction I could see how handsome he looked while sleeping, his hair looks messy which made him look hot and his lips slightly parts while asleep.
Okay! now I am sounding like a creep.
I shake my head to remove Hunter from my thoughts, as I try to get his hand from my waist, has I was about to get out of bed, his arm makes its way up my waist again and draws me down.
I KNEW IT!!!.
The douche bag is not sleeping. I glare at him, I could see a faint smirking his face.
As I was about to give him a hot slap on his cheek, I felt a huge grip on my hand.
"we don't want to do that would we?" he opens his eyes, as he does that his
smirk becomes more evident, his breath smells mint.
How does he not have morning breath?
He makes his way on top of me and pins my two hands on the bed, I could hear my heart beating like it is going to pop out. I hope he does not see how nervous he makes me, I kept on looking at his perfectly
tanned skin, he looks like a freaking god.
"like what you see?" he winks at me, his voice snaps me out of my thought.
"all I see is a lazy as trying to kill me, I mean it, get your body off me." I retorted.
"Really now, but I love the position we are in" he smirks has he leans in
for a kiss.
O my.
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