《The Bad Boy's Broken Girl (Complete and Edited )》Chapter 7❌
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I dedicate this chapter to.... Zohra76 because she always votes and reads on both my love books thank you so much!!
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"Sweetheart, get up."
I heard someone talking and didn't even bother to listen.
I was so tired.
"Sweetheart.... get up or you'll regret when I wake you."
I heard a distant, yet very familiar voice, I chose to ignore it because I was still so tired. I felt something cold hit my back soaking my clothes and my poor, poor, warm bed.
I felt like someone dumped winter on me, it was very irritating. I looked at the culprit and gawked, freaking Alex I don't know his middle name Parker!
He was the d-bag who poured ice and cold water all over me, and he had it coming all right.
"Run." I say, feeling my face get hot from anger.
His perfect yet irritating face turned up into confusion.
Hold up, wait a minute did I call his face perfect?
What the heck is wrong with me?
I'm supposed to loathe and despise this guy.
"What?" Alex said amusement lacing his tone.
"Run, before I tear you apart limb from freaking, fucking limb!" I yelled.
That got his attention, but the poor soul was unlucky, because I tackled him to the floor pillow in hand and beat the living hell out of him
"Ahh, stop Sweetheart, wait? No. you aren't sweet, Rebecca Woods get the hell off of me."
His voice was muffled by the pillow, I was smashing his face into.
He suddenly flipped us over and straddled my waist with ease.
"Get off me fat pig."
I breathed and yelled, but he was smashing my lungs, seriously what did this guy eat fifty thousand calories a day?
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"Now that wasn't very nice was it?" He asked mockingly, and let me say it was very irritating.
I squirmed under his massive weight, trying to let myself free, but he was so freaking huge.
He started tickling me out of nowhere and I felt my breath get caught in my throat, and it was getting really hard to breathe with his weight crushing me and his perfectly sculpted body against mine,
I was getting really frustrated and I was super ticklish so he needed to stop or I was going to die from severe laughing or shortness of breath.
I laughed and squealed and screamed for him to get the heck off me and it feels like it was hours but it was only minutes, when he finally got off of me. I lunged for the pillow to beat his face more he poked me in the rib and I cried in pain from the soreness of his huge hands tickling me.
"What are you doing here?"
I finally asked not recalling him or any of last night's events.
"You let me stay after what happened with your brother."
He said seriously with those blue orbs staring at me threatening to drown me in the depths of the ocean in his eyes, then it hit me, like someone slapping me with a door, me coming home to face the wrath of my brother, us arguing, him leaving, me going to sob to mom, me finding him drunk, me calling Alex to pick me up, and lastly me telling Alex to stay.
I panicked where was Ashton? I got up and sprinted to Ashton's room and Alex was right on my tail he grabbed me by the waist and spun me around
"Hey, Hey! he is alright I made sure of it like you asked."
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I looked him in the eye, into the ocean again and I hugged him for a brief moment and said.
"Thanks so much I don't know what'd I do without him."
I said generously.
"Your welcome."
He smiled. he actually smiled!
Let me say it was beautiful until he ruined it with his smirk, What was he smirking for?
"Okay, touchy feely let's check on your brother I made breakfast so I can repay you for letting me stay the night."
He said, and the thought was quite nice until one thought, crossed my mind.
"You didn't poison it did you?"
I asked half heartedly smirking.
He grinned. "Maybe, maybe not see for yourself."
And that Ladies and Gentlemen is Alex Parker for you.
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