Bad Boy Xavier | ✓

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"What do you mean you don't like the radio turned on?" I asked with a sigh as I pinched the bridge of my nose, remembering the time when I turned on the radio without Xavier complaining, at all.

It has been an hour since I left home to visit  my step brothers with Xavier in tow. What I never expected was to go the next day which was today. My dad said that it would be better if I left early so I that could come home early but Anastasia had insisted I leave on the weekend so I didn't miss out on any school work. Aubree out ruled the both of them and persuaded them both that it was my decision but still stood on my dad's side, telling me to go really early. By the time I came downstairs already dressed, Xavier looking like a gorgeous devil in his usual attire which consisted of black jeans, a black t-shirt and a black leather jacket, was already standing beside my dad as they both watched me descend the staircase which was very awkward for me.

"Take care of her," was my dad's last words before he waved Xavier and I off.

Xavier kept a straight face on, his eyes trained on the road whilst I pouted, wanting to hear some music yet Xavier insisted that it wasn't good for my ears. His car was rather comfortable, maybe because he provided me a pillow pet which I could hug for the entire car ride.

"Wouldn't you rather hear the sound of the wind?" Xavier questioned with a smirk as I sighed even louder, rolling down the windows till I felt the cool breeze on my face. "There you go."

"Your window isn't even down," I snorted, unladylike.

It has only been an hour yet I was starting to be more comfortable and when I mean comfortable, I mean when my unladylike side comes out. I felt a blush crawl on my cheeks as I instantly moved my head to the side so I could have the clear view of the boring cars that were surrounding ours. After hearing no nasty comments from Xavier, I slowly turned my head towards him to only see his face scrunched up, his eyes meeting mine before I burst into laughter. His scrunched up face was priceless as if he was still a five-year-old, a memory so familiar yet so distant. I closed my eyes and tried remembering where I saw that face from but I had no clue whatsoever. I sighed and allowed my eyes to settle on the road ahead of us, my eyes falling heavily as soon as the dark consumed me.

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I felt myself waking up to a beautiful sunset that painted the sky as I rubbed my eyes to make sure they weren't fooling me. I groaned in my seat and looked to my side to see Xavier squinting at a house that was right in front of us, my eyes suddenly widening at our surroundings. Pink crept towards my cheeks as I felt them flush of embarrassment at the sight in front of us. The house was not as nice as my dad's where I lived but it was better than my neighbour's houses for it was nicely cleaned and the plants weren't overgrown. I cleared my throat, in hope to draw Xavier's attention away from the displeasing sight of the house and towards me yet he did not move a single muscle. I understood why, it was because he wasn't used to seeing this sort of house since his was like a freaking mansion.

"We're here," was the only words that had escaped his mouth as if he only had the breath to say those words. I rolled my eyes and nodded, patting his shoulders before getting out of his car that looked so posh compared to the house. I cleared my throat and made my way towards the front door, praying that my step-dad won't be the one to answer it.

The wooden door opened, revealing a very familiar woman as her brown eyes slowly met mine and in an instant, tears were already welling up in her eyes. My prayers were answered. I let a smile settle onto my lips as she engulfed me in a tight hug as if welcoming home for the first time in ages. I let myself sink in for a few moments, breathing in my mom's scent that usually put me at ease before stepping back and out of her hold as I looked to my side to see Xavier with a blank facial expression.