Chapter 13. Finding Out
Alexa POV
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP-
I through my alarm clock on the wall. CRASH! Ah you hear that... Pure silence. Who ever invented clocks must have been high. I mean who wants annoying beeping waking you up from your much deserved sleep.
...5 minutes later...
"Alex!"
"Alex"
"Alex"
"Alex"
"Alex"
"Alex"
"Alex-"
"WHAT!"
"Hi" Said Max and tried to muffle his boyish laugh. I hear some shuffling from an adult. Blake...
"GET OUT EVIL MINIONS!''
I flipped over and snuggled even closer in my coverts.
Hearing the door open and close I let out a sigh.
Finally when I was going back to sleep I was jerked awake by ringing of a phone. I swear I think I twitched an eye.
"WHAT'S WITH WAKING ME UP!" I growl.
"Somebodies grumpy." says the deep voice. Nate.
"What do you want Nate."
"No hello?"
"Don't push it Stone." I mutter.
"Ooo last name basis are we. I like it."
"I'm this close to hanging up." I said maneuvering my hands so my index finger and thumb have a little space between them.
"Ok chill I called to tell you if you want to hang out."
You probably thought that that awoke me right away.
EERR! You guessed wrong.
"At 6 in the morning." I mumble.
"Uh last time I checked it was 11:43."
Oh...
"Sure."
"Great I'll come by and pick you up."
"Mmm"
I ended the call and was about to stand up when an idea flashed. I can just lay down close my eyes for a bit...
*****
Something kept stroking my cheek gently. A warm hand on my face. A thumb brushed my upper jaw. Who dare wake me up from my beauty sleep. I took a little peep and found Nate there in all his glory in a white v-neck tee and dark washed loose jeans.
His hand kept stroking my cheek with a few string of murmurs "So...soft...in...beautiful...master piece..."
"Shhh she's sleeping" I mumbled.
Nate's hand disappeared and soon I hear a string of cursing.
I opened my eyes to see Nate raking his hair frustrated. "Dude chill you'll end up bald pretty soon doing that." I state drowsily.
Nate's eyes darkened a shade before responding.
"Uh huh so-*mutters something* uh you r-ready."
"I'm in my pjs I don't think I look good."
"You look good in anything." he smiles at me.
"I... uh... Thanks." I mumbled. God darn it I'm blushing like a flamingo.
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The Bad Boy's Girl
WerewolfDisclaimer: A very non-classy humor infused werewolf story. No seriously, the only reason its up and running is for sh!ts and giggles. If you want something slightly more sophisticated, feel welcomed to read my other books. ❇ Imagine this. You are...
