The Bad Boy Has A Crush On Me

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House Tour

Eva’s P.O.V

The boys got up form their seat then followed me and Amy. Thank god she was there to control me, or there probably wouldn’t be a fence around the house but however, there is a pretty big scratch on one of the trees. Fine, there’s a small chunk of the tree missing. And no, I’m not that strong. (I wish I was) I used a baseball bat. Which end up in the bat breaking in half.

“Ok, I’ll choose the places and you’ll say what it is, ok?” Amy asked.

“Whatever,” I grumpily responded and she nudged me. I can’t believe that my own parents bet over my relationship but dating Brandon does sound like a good idea. I don’t even know if he likes me yet. Ok that was a lie, I saw the way he looked at me but I just don’t want to jump into conclusions.

We went into the kitchen and Amy turned towards me.

“This is the kitchen,” I said.

“Wow! Don’t jump up and down!” she shot back causing me to smile. She is my sister. One of the things that I love about her are her sarcastic comments.

“This is the kitchen,” I repeated but this time a little bit more enthusiastically.

We went around (and inside) the whole house until we reached the pool and the boys probably knew the house well enough to rob it (not that my Dad keeps any money in cash).

“And my favourite spot in the whole house, the pool,” I said as I sat on one of the lounges (ones that are not in the pool).

“Why?” Hudson asked and I gave him a look that said ‘Seriously?’ but he just replied with a shrug.

“Well, there is the water. There’s champagne in the cabin right there. I can even sleep here. Um, champagne again. Oh, and the chocolate stash,” I replied causing them to chuckle. “Come on! Have you ever tried chocolate brownie bites with champagne? It’s awesome! You know what, you should try it right now.”

“Ok, I guess,” Brandon replied. I walked over to the cabin and everyone followed. I opened the door and walked in to be greeted by the smell of lavender. The cabin was basically like a mini house, only that it was very luxurious. It had a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, a TV and the most amazing chocolate stash ever. I walked over to the small kitchen and opened a cabinet that held all the chocolate goodness. Nutella, chocolate bars, M&Ms, Eclairs, Heroes, Milk Trays, KitKats, Ferrero Rocher, Mars, Hershey’s, Smarties, Galaxy, my brownie bites and the list goes on. I turned around to see that the guys have dropped their jaws.

“Good, you stacked up on the Nutella. Give me one,” Amy said and I handed her a jar.

“So you’re going to eat an entire jar of Nutella?” Max asked in disbelief.

“Yes. Because I can’t technically have alcohol,” Amy replied.

“Do you guys always do this or occasionally?” Cade asked.

“Almost everyday,” I simply replied shrugging.

“But you’re so-How are you so-You are so-” Hudson stuttered.

“Are you going to finish any of those sentences?” Amy smirked.

“How are you two so skinny?” Brandon asked.

I looked at my arms self-consciously. I mean, I do have muscles and all but I’ve really lost weight. I shrugged before saying, “We like to work out... I guess.”

“We?” Cade asked.

“Yeah, we meaning me and Amy,” I said.

“Now let’s change the subject before we go to an embarrassing topic,” Max said and I asked Amy to find the brownies box whilst I took out a bottle of champagne.

About 20 minutes later, we were drinking champagne and eating almost all of my brownies whilst watching Dynasty. Cade even asked for the recipe.

“Who do you guys like the best? I like Fallon,” I said and sort of asked.

“Crystal Jennings,” Amy replied.

“Blake,” Cade, Hudson and Max replied at the same time which creeped me out a bit.

I turned to Brandon for his answer and he replied with, “Adam or Mikey. Typical that you like Fallon though.” He turned to me as he was saying the last sentence.

“Explain?” I asked.

“Well, in characteristics, you two are really similar except for you’re dressing style. You dress like a normal person would but she dresses like a snooty, rich kid who can’t seem to do anything but spend money,” Brandon stated.

“True but she’s a business woman, sort of and I’m not... Yet. But was that a compliment for me or an insult towards Fallon?” I smirked.

“Of course it’s an insult towards Fallon! Men are despicable! We never give compliments,” he said playfully.

“Ouch but true,” I played along.

“They’re cute aren’t they?” Amy asked the rest of the boys and they nodded in response as blushed. I never flirted with him or anything! Not that I don’t want to. It’s just that he makes me feel like there are butterflies in my stomach or whenever he’s near, I feel this good and positive energy. I want him. Badly.

“Juliet? You done staring at Romeo?” Amy asked me. Urgh! I’ve been staring at Brandon. I mean, not that his face is not pretty or anything, it’s just that, it’s way too pretty.

I turned to my dear sister, took the spoon from her Nutella jar, scooped a whole lot of Nutella and stuck the spoon in her mouth. She was trying to scowl at me but miserably failed. “Keep eating so you won’t bother me,” I said smugly.

Then, I turned to the guys who were snickering and said, “For the record, I wasn’t staring I was thinking.”

“Oh really, thinking about what exactly? My pretty face?” Brandon smirked.

“Sorry to disappoint but I was actually thinking of that argument in Literature,” I retorted.

“O-K... What about it?” he asked.

“Just that (as much as I hate to admit it) the points you made were strong but can a person, apart from me, really believe that I quote Love is not a real thing. It’s just an attribute to desire?" I questioned. I did cover the fact that I was staring at him (like a creep) up but that 1 question did bother me.

"I do sort of believe in it but I just argued with you for fun. I thought you were a believer. Oh, and arguing with you is kind of fun, " Brandon replied.

"Thanks... I think. And just because I talked about the both of them getting all aaaaaaaw doesn't mean that I'm a believer. I just wanted to start a debate as usual. I guess arguing with you was fun."

By the time I finished talking and looked at Amy, she was practically gawking.

"Um... Are you alright?" I asked.

"Who are you and what have you done with my sister?" she asked in disbelief causing all of us to burst into laughter.

About 2 hours of watching Dynasty, drinking champagne and eating brownie bites later, the boys and their parents left. I was pretty relieved actually. No good impression to maintain. No one to impress. No Brandon to to be shy around. Ok, that one might've been a lie since I love being around him and I'm not exactly shy. I just blush occasionally. God, what's gotten into me? I've known the guy for less that 24 hours and I already feel like I can't survive without him. Ok, maybe I'll survive perfectly but I really like being around him.

I was currently lying in my bed (in my pyjamas of course) thinking of all the things that happened today. I am a mentor to the 4 billionaire bad boys. These 4 bad boys came for a dinner in my house looking like total goodie-two-shoes. I realised I had a crush on Brandon fucking Vega. They saw the good side of me that no one else has seen except the girls. These are all good things but the best ones are... *drum roll please* Principal Shawn is pissed and I got revenge on my ex... again.

I know this doesn't seem like the normal plot of a story but hey, patience is a virtue. Just wait for the problems and enjoy the peace while you still can...

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