The Badboy's Brat.

Chapter 14

Aurora Wilson

"Are you gonna knock or simply stand out in this ice cold weather," I heard a whisper which froze me rooted to the ground. I know who it was by the voice. As much as I hated to admit, it was undeniable that his deep voice sent shivers down my spine. It's Mr. Jerk.

I turned to meet his mesmerising brown orbs, similar to mine. Yes, his eyes are really mesmerising and I can't believe that I really said that.

"What are you doing here?" I asked without realizing how much of a stupid question it was.

"Did you forget or do I have to remind you that this is my house?" he asked, chuckling.

"I was gonna knock," I defended.

"Oh really? I've been standing out for the past 10 minutes and you never showed any signs of knocking," he said.

"What are you doing out here? Aren't you supposed to be inside your house?" I questioned emphasizing the word "inside".

"Well, I was out with the lads and came home to see you, talking to yourself without knocking the door which is right in front of you," he said in a mocking tone.

"Oh," I said. This was so embarrassing. 

"C'mon lets get in," he said as he guided me in. 

We went in and sat down. It was dead silent until I decided to break it. 

"So, show me your work," I said.

"What work?" he asked, getting on my nerves.

"Quit playing, Zayn," I said.

"Fine. Wait here I'll go and bring it," he said. He just needs to give his annoying ass replies for everything I say. Such a jerk.

I looked at the interiors of his house.

It wasn't my first time here, but I noticed the beauty of this mansion only now. It looked wonderful. His house looks majestic. The interiors screamed how minted he was and his choice of colours attracted me more. The black and cream combination was really hypnotic and clearly my choice. His mansion has a peaceful yet dangerous aura. I wonder whether he lives here all alone.

Just like I live at mine, but now I have Kate! I waited for him to come. After a few minutes he came with a book in his hand.

"Here," he said as he showed me his work.

I was quite excited. Let's see what a Jerk like him can write about love.

"You are the first thought I love getting every morning,

And the last thought when I go to sleep.

I don't know how to show you my love,

Can't you see it?

The way I behave with others and the way I behave with you.

I wanna hold your hands in the dark,

And walk through the past,

Cause you are the only light in my way,

Which I would cherish for life!

Holding you close, makes me forget all my insecurities,

Holding you close, chases away all my nightmares,

Holding you close, kills all my pain,

Holding you close is the only priority that remains.

Your arms are my humble abode,