I wake up to the melodious sound of an air horn going off in my room. what the actual fuck! It's Saturday why I'm I awake so early!
I open my eyes and groan as I turn towards where the sound came from. Goddamn...
Standing infront of me is the one the only... Can you guess? Brett fucking Dallas.
"Leave asshole." I say dryly turning my back to him.
"Tisk-tisk, that's no way to treat your guest." he replies cockily as the bed sinks, he sits.
"What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I ask desperately trying to go back too sleep.
"Your mother invited my family over for brunch, she told me to come wake your sleepy ass up." he explains calmly as he brushes a strand of hair out from my face.
I feel his breath on my cheek, "unless you want me to climb under these covers with you?" He ask seductively and I almost vomit.
"I'd love you to go under the covers," I say as I stand up, "and suffocate." I finish sweetly waking to my bathroom.
"Hurtful." he says pouting.
As I turn the corner of my bed I realize I went to bed last night in a tee shirt that barely covers my butt cheeks, I think he realizes it the same time I do because when I try to pull it down farther he grabs my hand.
"What are you doing? I liked the view." he said smirking.
"You're such a pervert." I say discussed and yank my hand away.
I lock the bathroom door once I'm inside, successfully keeping Brett outside. I wash my face and brush my teeth before I slip on some jeans and a baggy shirt. don't want Brett getting any perverted fantasys now do we?
"Let's just go eat so you can leave." I grumble as I walk out of my room with Brett following after me.
"You have to at least pretend to be my friend, our mothers believe we are best buddies." He says in a nasally voice as we walk Downstairs.
"Fine but don't expect it to last past the table. I still hate you." I whisper as we near the kitchen.
"Honey!" My mom coos an I plaster on a smile for her and sit on the empty side of the table.
Brett sits next to me and we begin eating, our mothers chatting away a storm.
I eat my fifth slice of bacon in silence next to Brett. I see in the corner of my eye him looking at me then looking down, I brush it off and continue eating but in a secretive move, he places his hand on my thigh.
I freeze up as he smirks and continues eating, I can't say anything because his mother is sitting 3 feet away and so I mine so I try and remove his slimy hands from my leg.
My attempt was futile, he has a good grip and instead of removing it it made him move it up higher.
I try to keep up the show for our mothers and continue eating but every few seconds his his hand climbs up my thigh until he's near my pant pocket and I can't deal with his pervered ways, I won't be a chess piece for his little game.
I abruptly stand up and throw my napkin down dramatically drawing our parents attention and I remember they are still here.
"If you excuse me, I need to go, nice seeing you Mrs Dallas." I say quickly as I get up and storm out the front door before anyone can stop me.
I keep walking until I'm at Jases house. I didn't even know I was walking here and I didn't know I walked this far. I walk up to the front door and ring the door bell.
"Here, keep the cha- Avery?" He says turning to look at me surprised.
"Yeah sorry I-- can I come in please?" I ask a little fluster with the event that just went down with the little man whore.
"Yeah of course, are you okay?" He asks closing the door behind me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder leading me to the couch.
"Brett and his mom came over for brunch and he got handssy" I say trying not to think about the ass hole too much.
"I'm sorry," he said frowning and wrapping me in a hug, "lets just relax and watch a movie, I ordered pizza earlier." he said as he turned on Netflix and I laid down on his chest, feeling his breath rise and fall.
I feel my arm being lightly shaken and my eye flutter open.
"Hey, hey Avey wake up." Jase says sweetly as he looks down at me.
"Whattt..." I groan quietly as I look up at his big brown eyes.
"Movies over cutie." he says caressing my face with the back of his hand.
"Really?? I slept through it?" I whine as I sit up off his chest and cross my legs.
"Yep." he said laughing.
"Damn" I sighed and looked at my phone for the first time since I got here. it was 4:38.
"Shit, my moms probably freaking out I need to go!" I said jumping up off the couch and stuffing all my shit into my purse.
"Wait Avery." he said as I began to walk towards the door and he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap.
"What?" I said trying not to acknowledge the compromising position we were currently in.
He leaned in so close our noses were touching, "be my girlfriend." he whispered sweetly.
I didn't say anything, I was so over taken by hat he had just asked I didn't know what to do, so I let my body take over.
I leaned forward slightly, no words were needed, I pressed our lips together and smiled as electricity ran between us.
Jase and I are dating!
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He Doesn't Do "Love"Teen Fiction
Bad boys don't do "love" and Brett Adam Dallas isn't an exception. His name literally spells B.A.D. He uses girls and throw them out like a used tissue. He's a party-going, no-f*ck-giving, straight-up bad boy. Everything about his god-like looks and...