The Bad Boy Bet On Me

22 } The Bad Boy Destroyed My Flower

My eyes blinked open. I felt weird. Really friggin weird. I rolled to my side to face a sleeping Tyson,

...

Shut. The. Shitity. Shit. Up.

I slowly looked down but the covers were too far up for me to see if he had anything covering his down below. I let my hand slowly move forward and- oh yeah he's naked. I then pulled the covers slightly away from me to see my naked body too.

I looked back up at Tyson as he cutely snored in front of me, I couldn't help but giggle at the situation before looking around at the sunlit room. I looked back at Tyson and bit my lip still smiling, it felt kinda funny down there. I wanted to kiss him, so I did, I gingerly leant forward and kissed his soft lips, blushing as I did so.

Ohmafuckinggawd, I'm so happy.

But I shouldn't be, but the bad thing was is that I was. Overly. I shimmied forward a bit more and lay my head down as I admired his face, I let my hand slowly slide over his torso before closing my eyes and rested slightly.

Last night was a blur, a complete blur, it was so intimate and in the moment, it was perfect. I dreamily sighed but saw his eyes blink as he stirred slightly. I shut my eyes closed, but tried to keep them open slightly so I could see his reaction.

He himself slowly awoke and when he double took looked at me, he smiled too, "I know your awake."

"Shush," I smiled, I buried my face deep in the pillow before laughing slightly. I looked back up at him as he smiled down,

"You okay?" He asked,

"I'm friggin' great," I beamed, no shush, don't act too happy, "I mean, yeah I'm alright," I tried to keep a straight face but he had a smile growing on his face which led to me smiling to. He leant forward, our nose touching,

"I'm gonna kiss you Aluminium," he mumbled before letting our lips touch once more, his tongue slid over mine and as we were about have - I hope - another sexy time the door knocked.

"Yo Tyson! Open up, we're here," both of our faces froze,

"Fuck!" I hissed, I sat up holding the cover against my chest, I looked at Tyson as he stood there too. "Ugh," I commented before readying to get up and pull the sheets off of him to get ready myself.

I shimmied off onto the edge of the bed and stood up but a sharp pain took place making me sit straight back down, "ow," I felt uneasy at the feeling. "I can't walk," I told him, looking back at the smug look he held.

"What can I say?"

"GET MY CLOTHES!"

"Amelia?" I heard Hunter call, he quickly got up and threw me my shirt and trousers before getting on his boxers. I couldn't help but look at his ass, ITS BETTER THAN MINE. I ignored the sharp pains in my vajayjay and threw on my clothes and sat on the bed.

"Get up," he told me,

"I can't!" I scolded him, "this is all your fault! And your thingy," he rolled his eyes and scooped me up before gently placing me on the sofa and threw me my phone.

He ran to the door and opened in, "hey," he smiled. I scratched my head and quickly went on a random app,

"Hey.. what took you so long?"

"I was in the shower, sorry."

"And what about you?" I looked up as Chase walked over to sit on the sofa too, "why couldn't you open the door?"

"She was.." he looked at me, waiting for me to come up with an excuse,

"I was er, I twisted my ankle on the way here." I nodded,

"Who twisted what?" And that's when the guilt kicked in, Damon walked in, he looked good, he seemed as though he felt he did the right thing. He smiled at me before coming over and sitting next to me, "hello you," he smiled.

I smiled slightly and replied hi back, "yeah Amelia twisted her ankle on the way here," Chase sceptically pointed out. I knew he knew, I looked at him saying don't you dare.

"Is Jonah and Tricia okay?" I asked him, if he spilt, I wouldn't get Tricia to go on a date with him.

"Oh yeah, and guess what?" Hunter said, "I walked in on him and Tricia." And there goes my blackmail.

"You want me to check it out?" Damon asked,

"NO!" Me and Tyson simultaneously shouted, "she er, I already checked it, there's no swelling but she claims she can't walk and whatever." Tyson rolled his eyes, I mentally rolled mine.

Not my fault you have a big di-

"Hurt he ankle, hm," Chase sipped on the drink he had as he looked at me.

"Where's Tricia and Jonah?" I asked,

"In the car, c'mon lets go," Damon said, he smiled and gave me a hand and pulled me up. I winced at the pain and fake limped towards the door even though I really needed a friggin wheelchair.

"I smell the walk of shame," Chase whispered in my ear, I grabbed his shirt and pulled him towards me.

"Just a heads up, Tricia listens to me all the time, like I do her. I can break this little thing you two have in one small conversation, so I suggest you don't fuck with me right now because I cannot walk and I'm feeling guilty as hell okay!?"

"Okay jeez," he stuttered, I pushed him away and fake limped toward the car.

"Lia what happened to your leg?!" Tricia worried, none of them had entered the car yet.

"It's my vagina you should be worried about."