THE BAD BOY & ME

CHAPTER THREE

I slumped on the chair in my bedroom as I massaged my neck. I had been sleeping for the past three hours and now it was time to study. I adjusted my glasses and brought out my textbook and dug my head in it.

It was just the first day of school but the teachers had given so much assignments.

Didn’t they understand that we were seniors who were too old for homework?

I guess not.

I had to do them anyway. I was the good kid remember.

But no matter how hard I tried to study, I couldn’t get hot sexy neighbor out of my mind.

I couldn’t stop thinking of his blue eyes, or the way my heartbeat increased as our hands touched

I kept on visualizing his pink soft lips and his mischievous smile.

Guys like Bradly were trouble and I knew.

.....but something in me wanted to know who she really was, to get close to her.

I shook my head trying to get back to reality and what was important right now: my education and abstaining from anything that could put me trouble.

I was deep in calculations when I heard a rustle, then a loud bang. I turned the direction of the noise. It was coming from the house opposite mine. To be exact, it came from the room directly facing mine. Bradly’s room.

He must have sneaked out of his house again. I looked up at the clock hanging on my pastel wall. ‘12 am’.

I continued to watch as Bradly as climbed up to his bedroom through the window and switched on his the light.

I could clearly see his bedroom from where I sat. His rock guitar was at the left side of his bed and pictures of hot models hanged on his wall.

Then something unexpected happen. Bradly began to take off his clothes.

The first thing he took off was the grey T-shirt he was wearing and OH MY GOD!!!! did my eyes go wide in shock as I took in the sight of my sexy neighbour.

His tapered waist and hips and washboard abs were on display, along with the wide chest and thick back.

I adjusted my glasses and moved quietly to the window, making sure I made no noise.

My eyes were still fixed on his chest. His hard laid back chest. His upper body was glorious.

I guess all his workouts and running on the field really paid off.

I didn’t look away, No, I just stood there like a certified perv as Bradley ran his hand through his hair, did a few stretches and proceeded to take off his trousers.

Then he stopped and turned sharply towards my direction.

Our eyes met in an instant and I could see his eyebrow arch up as he stared into my eyes.

“f**k he caught me,” I thought as I backed off from the window and mistakenly hit my toe on at the foot of my bed.

“s**t!!,” I tried to stifle my scream with my hand.

I wasn’t allowed to curse. My dad didn’t allow it.

What should I do now?

Bradly had just caught me spying on him.

This was so awkward

What if he told my dad?

I would be so screwed.

I would be grounded for life or even eternity if it was up to my him

I was worse than a perv, I was a perv who got caught.

I was still contemplating on what to do when I heard a knock on my window.

I moved closer to see who it was.

“Bradly,” said, opening the window.

Bradly climbed inside my room so swiftly. It was as if he had done it a lot of times.

“What were you looking at,” he asked with his right eyebrow raised at me.

“Nothing....I...,” I stammered trying to find the right words to say

He walked around my bedroom taking in the view.

His hand ran through my shelf filled with trophies and awards.

“Your bedroom looks nice and orderly,” he said and flopped down on my bedroom.

“About what just happened.....,” I began nervously, picking my words with caution

“It’s not what it looks like,”

“You mean you weren’t watching me undress?’” he asked me.

“I.....” I tried to answer, unsure of what to say.

“Did you like what you saw?”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t play dumb with me Emma, you know what I mean?”

“Well ..... Yes.... I mean ...... You’re very handsome....and sexy and hot....” I stopped myself before my mouth continued spilling.

“You think I’m handsome?” he asked, grabbing my arm and pulled me to the bed.

I fell flat on the bed, his face was directly above mine while he used his right elbow to support her sitting position.

“I think so,” I replied swallowing hard, my cheeks flushed.

He traced his index finger from my cheek to my jaw and rested them on my lips.

Bringing his face closer to mine, he whispered into my ears

“Have you ever kissed anyone before Emma?” he asked in the most seductive tone ever

The words that came out from his lips and the air that escaped his lips gave me goose bumps as my heart beat accelerated. His face was so close to mine and thanks to the glasses I was wearing, I could clearly see his facial features.

“No!’

“Do you want to try it?’

I looked up at him.

I would give anything for him to kiss me at this moment. It would be my very first kiss but at the same time, I didn’t want my first kiss to be from a boy who looked like he had no ambition and he had the playboy vibes written all over him.

“No,” I replied quickly getting to my feet and moving far away as possible.

Bradly gave me a confused look, like he was shocked that I turned down his offer for a kiss.

He was about to speak when we heard my footsteps coming the stairs and towards my room

It had to be my father.

Bradly sprinted across the room and jumped out the window swiftly.

By the time I looked down he had jumped across our fence and heading for her house.

Damn he was fast.

“Emma,” my dad called out as he knocked on her door.

I closed the window and tried to keep a calm face as I open the door.

“Yes Dad,” I replied

“Are you okay?” he asked suspiciously

“I heard voices.....Is anyone in there with you?”

“No!!!” I hastily replied, opening the door wide for him to see.

He took a glance of my room briefly and looked back at me.

“Make sure you go to sleep early,” he smiled and turned away

“Yes sir,” I replied and closed the door.

I sunk down to the floor slowly. My heart in my throat.

I had rush of adrenaline, my heart was pumping very fast.

“That was crazy,” I thought

“Only God knows what my father would have done if he saw Bradly here’.

Just then, my phone buzzed with a notification.

I ran over and grabbed it from the table.

It was a message from an unknown number.

“That was close wasn’t it?”

I turned towards my window and saw Bradly winking at me.

How did he get my number, I thought. Maybe from the school’s group-chat.

“Very,” I typed back, my heart still beating from the incident.

There was no reply, I turned to his room, his lights were off again.

Had he gone to bed?

I massaged my temple with my fingers, I was really desperate.

I looked down at my phone again, I didn’t say anything wrong did I.

After some minutes of me pacing around the room, a message came in

“Good night Emma,”

“Good night,” I answered clutching the phone to my chest as I fell on my bed.

Different questions filled my head

Did I just turn down a kiss from Bradly?

Why did I turn down his kiss when I clearly had a huge crush on him?

I looked up at the ceiling unable to sleep, this was going to be a long night.