Falling In Love With Hollywood's Golden Boy

Chapter 39: Unwanted Caller

Falling in Love with Hollywood’s Golden Boy

Chapter 39: Unwanted Caller

SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUGGING SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG!!!! I LITERALLY HAVE HAD NO TIME TO MYSELF SINCE I MOVED TO TEXAS. LIKE, IT’S SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING ANNOYING. ALL I EVER DO IS HOMEWORK. MAKES ME WANNA JUMP OFF OF NIAGRA FALLS.

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Maddie’s POV

Recap:

“Hello?” Drew answered roughly.

“This is her boyfriend who is this?” He asked.

He sighed and then handed the phone to me.

“Who is it?” I mouthed to him.

“He said he wants it to be a surprise.” Drew said.

I furrowed my eyebrows and put the phone to my ear.

“Hello?”

And when the person responded, I knew right on the bat who they were.

I wish Drew hadn't answered the phone.

“Hey, Maddie.” He spoke into the phone.

“Hunter?” I called, knowing it was him already.

“Yeah, it’s me.” He said.

“How did you get my number?” I asked him.

“Wow, not a how’s your day, Hunter? Or what’s up? Jeesh.” He faked hurt.

I rolled my eyes before talking again.

“Hunter, you and I both know that you didn’t call to ask about how well our days went.” I stated.

“Okay, you got me.” He sighed.

I rolled my eyes again.

Does this kid think he’s being cute?

I sure hope not.

“So, I’m going to ask you again, Hunter? What do you want and how did you get my number?” I asked him, irritation slipping through my voice, because of 1; I REALLY did not want to talk to him right now- or ever. And 2; I would very much like to continue my ‘activities’ with Drew right now.

I glanced at Drew and tried not to melt into a giant puddle of Maddieness the counter as I saw his hair, sexily messed up and his perfect chiseled abs.

Damn him.

I probably look like the Bride of Chucky right now.

Damn him and his sexiness.

“I have my ways” He said huskily.

Was he now trying to sound cute and sexy?

I shuddered at the thought.

‘What does he want?’ Drew mouthed.

“Umm. Okay. Whatever. What do you want, Hunter?”

“I wanna go out with you.” He stated simply.

Is this bitch on crack?

I sneaked a glance at Drew and saw him flaring.