The Bad Boy Has A Crush On Me

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Eva's P.O.V

“So, what is this party for anyway?” I asked Brandon.

"Wait and watch," he smirked.

"Hmm... I'm not sure if I'm the type of girl that waits for anything," I smirked right back.

"Well, I think this bad girl need to wait for this one because this one is gonna be pretty damn good," he whispered huskily in my ear.

"Maybe I should after all," I replied with a smile.

"I thought you were gonna go with the girls," a voice said from behind us.

"Nice to see you too, Bella," I replied with a mischievous smile. "I thought you wanted to go with the girls too but I see you've got your "last minute emergency" so I guess you're busy."

Her whole face went red and she looked down. Cade came up next to her and wrapped his arm around her waist.

I looked at the pair and my smirk only got wider.

"Cade, I'm sorry (not so sorry) about this but I'm gonna have to steal your date for now," I said quickly and before he had time to process what was happening, I dragged Anna to a corner. "Tell me EVERYTHING."


Anna explained to me how Cade asked her to be his date about 2 days before the actual dinner party. That sneaky little thing didn't even mention a word to any of us. Then she talked to me about how sweet and "amazing" Cade Vega is. Pfft! If you ask me, I'd say that she's swooning.

Typical 'Girl' behaviour that I think I may be experiencing.

Poor me and poor rest of the female population.

"Now, about you," Anna started. "And why was Brandon Vega's arm around your waist?"

"Wow, the cat's got some claws after all," I smirked, trying to avoid the subject.

"Nope, you're not gonna avoid the subject like you do every time," she clicked her tongue. I was taller than her but, right now, she's the scariest person in the room.

I was about to open my mouth but (thank god) Brandon came up next to us and wrapped his arm around my waist.

Anna's eyes darted to where his hand was for a second before grinning at me evilly.

"Mind if we steal our dates back?" Cade asked as he wrapped his arm around my bestie.

"Not at all," Anna replied as she looked at Cade.

"Great," he smiled at her and practically stole her from me.

"Well, that was fun," I said with no emotion whatsoever.

"Oh, but this is the part that gets really fun," Brandon smirked mischievously.

"Hmm, I wonder why," I played along.

"Wait and watch," he practically sang.

"Can I have your attention please, everyone?" Mr Vega asked in his deep voice and cleared his throat from the front of the hall causing everyone's attention to snap towards him.

Now what?

"I would like to welcome both of my sons onto the stage, please."

Brandon winked at me and walked towards his dad. Cade joined him not long after.


NOW what?

"As you all know, me and the rest of the members of the business society have decided that it's time for our heirs to be a part of the society."

How could I've not known it?

"I hereby welcome Brandon and Cade Vega to be a part of the society. It's your legacy."

From that point, it was all 'Congratulations' and 'Well done!' or 'We're glad to have you as part of our community!'.

But the entire time, all I could feel was a pair of heated gaze boring into the back of my head. I had a pretty good guess of who it might've been but I had to be sure, so, I looked there, every chance I get.

Finally, after a number of tries, I saw him. Marble grey eyes, dark black hair, sharp jawline and the signature sky-high cheekbones.

Elijah Carter.

The one person in this world that I despise with all my heart.

As soon as our eyes met, I knew this was not going to be good. He slowly started to make his way towards us.

Brandon tightened his grip around my waist and greeted the devil with a polite smile.

They both shook hands.

"Congratulations," he said in his British accent that most girls swoon over. Key word: Most.

"Thank you," Brandon smiled.

His gaze turned to meet mine.

We both shared a curt nod. Nothing more. Nothing less.



"Do you two know each other?" Brandon asked. Ah, you poor, sweet boy. You have no idea what I would give to at least slap Elijah.

Now you ask me why I couldn't just do it. Well, him being the jerk he is, he will go and tell on me and then I'll get into trouble. Or worse, he'll probably start a rumour that Eva Jackson is just a selfish little brat who thinks that she can do whatever she wants.

Woah, where did that come from?

I guess I don't know.

You are me and I am you. If you insult me, you'll get a punch in the face.

You're kinda proving that you're the exact description of what he said.


ANNNYWAYS, back to the serious stuff.

"Y-yeah," I stuttered. Suck it up, Jackson! You've got guts! "We've actually known each other for quite a while."

"Yes, actually, Eva and I have known each other very well indeed."

The mischievous glint in his eyes told me that he was doing this on purpose.


"Yeah, um, our parents are friends," I stated.

"Huh," Brandon replied.

Suddenly, Cade called him over to talk about something.

Don't leave me all alone with this asshole!

"Excuse me, I'll be right back," Brandon said before walking over to where Cade was stood.

And NOW I'm ALONE with the asshole!

Great, just great.

"I see you've brought a date, Pet," Elijah remarked in his deep husky voice.

"Yes," I smirked. "And don't call me that."

"No can do, Kitten," he smirked.

"Or that."

"I thought you just weren't out of the closet yet."

Here we go.

"Why would you think I'm lesbian?" I raised a brow. Believe me, I'm not homophobic but why would he think that I'm lesbian if everyone clearly knows that I'm straight?

"Well, you've never actually been in a relationship with anyone."

"I have been with Stefan."

"Yeah, yeah, that twat doesn't really count." This made me smile for some reason. "Or does everyone just find you extremely repulsive?"

And there goes my mood!

"Eh, the world is mostly filled with jerks like you and, um, I only date men. Not wannabes."

That will surely do it.

"OH, so you're actually into older guys?" Elijah feigned.

"No, I-"

"It's alright. I get it. I already knew that you had plenty of sugar daddies."

Now you understand why I hate him.

"I don't-"

"No, I totally understand!"

"Where's your date? Couldn't find someone who'd be dumb enough to tolerate you?"

See? I do know how to avoid a subject.

"I didn't know which to chose from. So I didn't pick one," he shrugged.

It's absolutely disgusting how he uses girls so much.

"Well, I would like to be around normal, civil people, not man-whores. So, bye."

I spun on my heels and walked away from that jerk as quick as possible before I give into my urges and throttle him...



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