Love Yourself - Justin Bieber
Changing into the loose t-shirt and baggy shorts that Xavier had laid on the bed while trying to calm my rapidly beating heart, I padded my way through the colossal mansion and raced down the stairs after the mouth-watering smell of sausages and eggs reached my nose. There, standing by the stove, cooking some eggs, was Xavier - wearing a pink, flowery apron. Despite the fact that he was wearing an apron a grandma would wear, Xavier actually looked pretty hot while cooking. Sugar! What am I thinking?
I couldn't help the snort that escaped from my mouth as I snickered, "Mmm. Pink is sooo your colour!" Turning to face me as he brought the pan with two sizzling eggs on it towards the kitchen island, I could see the faint blush on his cheeks.
"Erm. Yeah. Here's your- erm - breakfast," he mumbled as he handed me a plate of delicious smelling sausages and eggs. I guess he's still not over the bathroom incident, but neither am I.
"I'm still not forgiving you for handcuffing me to the bed. I mean, what the heck is wrong with you?" I asked in the style of Gloria in Madagascar as I sat down on a high chair, placing my plate on the island. What? Gloria's the best!
"I only did that because you tried to escape!" he seethed through gritted teeth, leaning over the island. Controlling Xavier was back. Yay! Note the sarcasm.
"What do you expect? After kidnapping me, I'm just gonna stay here and be your pet? Keep dreaming buddy," I said, rolling my eyes. "I still haven't had a go at you for sneaking into my bathroom, you disgusting, pervert minded creature!" I screeched. "I may be the sexiest person on the planet, if I do say so myself, but that doesn't mean that you can invade my privacy. I mean, how would you feel if I just crept into your bathroom when you were just standing in your underwear, huh?" By now, my face was red from anger and embarrassment.
"Actually, I wouldn't really mind," he chuckled, gathering up the spatula and other cooking utensils to put in the sink.
"You," I said pointedly, trying desperately to shoot lasers through my eyes at his perfect face, "Are unbelievable!"
I sighed, slumping down in my chair while trying to calm down by rubbing my temples.
Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, the doorbell sounded, leaving a ringing sound in my already pounding head. Sending another nasty glare towards Xavier, I ambled over to the grand front door and opened it to see... Aimee? Both of our eyes widening, we squealed at the same time, but she managed to jump on me first. And she says I'm heavy?
"Oh my gosh! You just disappeared when we were running and I thought you were dead and then I saw you being dragged away by this massive hulk and I saw you find your mate, who is such a hottie by the way, and when I was following your mate and you, the same hulk found me and we were mates and he brought me back here and we came to visit the Alpha and then I saw you! OMG! I'm so happy!" she shrieked, babbling on in my face.
"Ugh! Aimee! Get off," I groaned from the massive weight upon my petite frame.
"Oh yeah. Sorry. You know, I kinda got carried away," Aimee apologised while climbing off of me, finally allowing me to breathe.
"I missed you so much too, Aimee! You cannot believe that my so-called mate handcuffed me to the bed! I know! What kind of an idiot does that?" I whispered the last part, but I guess luck wasn't on my side.
"I am not an idiot!" Xavier said with a dark expression on his face.
"Sorry to break it you, but you really are," I turned to face him, speaking with fake sympathy.
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Highest Ranking In Werewolf : #9 on 21/06/17 - Opening my eyes again, I was surprised to see Xavier's face quite close to mine. "How long do you think it would take me to get you in our bed and screaming my name?" "Wh-wha-," I stuttered, startled at...