Chloe and Jakob hated each other with a passion. Ever since freshman year actually, when Jakob and his friend Samuel stole her clothes in gym and she showed her breasts to the school.
When Jakob gets into a horrible car accident, resulting in him b...
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Chloe's POV "I'm so excited," I gush, clinging onto Jakob's arm, as we walk up the pavements towards Beau's house.
I can't believe I've never met Ashley's dad.
We've been friends since the start of high school, and all our sleepovers were at either, my house or Rhys's.
"Calm down," Jakob chuckles. "Or you will scare him away."
I scoff. "You will most likely scare him away."
"How?" Jakob asks.
"With your ugly face," I spat.
He laughs. "This face was making you feel good last night so I wouldn't talk."
I'm so glad he can't see me blush. When we get to the door I ring the doorbell.
The door opens and a very unhappy Ashley stands there.
"Hey Ash," I say. "How are we?"
"Shit," she snaps. "I just found out that Wesley drove the car on Thursday and I haven't been allowed too."
Jakob chuckles and I tighten my hold on him. He hisses and pushes me off him. "Can we come in?" I ask.
She rolls her eyes. "Everyone's out by the pool."
As I take Jakob along he frowns. "Who's everyone?"
"Greg and Will maybe?" I answer.
We walk outside and my eyes are on Beau straight away. He had beautiful light brown locks and light green eyes. He was very tan, a little muscled, but well built. I saw Will and Greg wrestling in the pool, while Rhys watched.
Figures
I take Jakob over to him and smile. "You must be Beau," I say smiling.
He stands up and dust off his hands. "And you two must be Jakob and Chloe."
"No we are Greg and Rhys," Jakob says.
He laughs. "Wesley warned me about your sarcasm."
"I'm not sarcastic," Jakob says.
Wesley and I both start laughing, which makes Jakob scowl. I sit Jakob down and then sit beside him. "Did you guys get here okay?" Beau asks.
"Yeah we did," I answer. "Sorry we are late."
"Yeah she can't keep her hands off me," Jakob smirks.
I turn a crimson red as both Beau and Wesley laugh. "Shut the hell up," I hiss at Jakob.
"Do you guys want something to drink?" Beau asks, standing up.
