Proving Her Wrong

The Bad Boy and The Eensey Weensey Spider

Chapter 11

Bella's POV😇

"So explain to me what you're doing here again," I asked Derek who sat down on my couch as he made himself at home.

"I decided to give you some company." He stated while turning the tv on.

I plunged down on the sofa next to him and pushed his dirty paws off the desk.

He faked a yawn as he put his arm around me and I bit my lips before pushing his arm off me.

"It was worth a try."

"I'm sure it was," I said shaking my head in amusement.

"Do you want to eat."

"Sure babe"

"Spaghetti?" I asked completely ignoring the nickname he had called me.

"Actually, I was thinking of jumping right into dessert." He said with a sly smile.

"..."

I took the knife that was carelessly lying around the living room and brought it closer to him.

"Now that I think about it I'm on a diet so I'll be skipping dessert for a while." He gulped loudly.

I took the knife with me to the kitchen just in case I ever needed it as I heard a girly shrill making me jump three feet high and that is no exaggeration my reflex is in point.

"Derek" I rushed into the living room with the knife in hand, but he wasn't there.

"Bella" whispered a voice behind making me abruptly turned around with the knife tightly clutched unto my hand.

Derek was standing on the dinner table looking as pale as ever.

"An ss-spider," he mumbled out pointing to the wall like a scared little kid.

"Holy moly." I muttered at the sight of the gigantic spider.

Then turned back to Derek with understanding.

"Is little Derek scared of a tiny winsy spider?" I asked in my baby voice.

"Tiny. Are you kidding me? It's the size of a watermelon." He hyperventilated.

"Aren't you scared of those creatures?" He asked.

"Not really, I just find it disgusting, I mean like what is the spider doing in my house? Trying to peep on me?" I rambled.

"Then kill it." He told me unfazed by my rant.

"What? Murder? Me? Lookey here hot stuff even if you are Greek God-like, I won't kill for you. I mean, I just don't look good in orange, it's really not my colour." I flipped my hair.

"You find me hot?" He asked with his infamous smirk.

"Do you really believe that it is wise of you to smirk at me. I could take the insect and throw it on your face."