The Bad Boy's Phobia

{ c h a p t e r e i g h t e e n - t h e c o i n c e d e n c e }

a/n: just a little author's note here, idk if u guys remember but Alejandro was the guy who rushed Kylie to the hospital :)

Chapter Eighteen

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-Kylie Smith-

I don't think it hasn't even been 15 minutes, but I really wanted to go home. I hate the loud music, I hate the smell of that disgusting alcohol, I hate the sweaty bodies touching me, I really hate everything about a high school party.

I should've known better than to agree betting against the school badboy.

"Did you fall from the heaven?" A drunken guy randomly approached me. It looks like he's about to pass out, but looking at his grin, he's proud of it.

"No, but I did scrape up my knees when I crawled from hell. Translation: if you're gonna pick up a girl, don't use a famous, known, lame pick up line yeah? Cause it stinks. Goodbye," I waved him off as he almost passed out on me but I dodged just in time.

Ugh come on, Cole! Where are you?

This is probably the first and last time I'd want Cole to be around me.

I forced my feet so stay glued on the floor, so tempted to wander off, when I remembered what Cole told me before he took off.

Wait why am I listening to that moron again?

Oh right, because of those drunken, hormonal teenage guys around.

I am not having fun to this party. That's why Cole dragged my butt in here! Because he knows that I'll just be miserable!

That cunning, manipulative, little cock!

I'm probably just exaggerating or over thinking but what if Cole planned the whole betting thing because he knows I can't refuse?

And he knew he was gonna win anyways.

Ugh, how could I have fell for it!

"Why would a pretty lady like you be standing all alone in the corner?" a different voice called out from behind me.

"If this is another one of those stupid pick up lines-" I snapped, expecting the guy who was hitting on me earlier to be back. but surprisingly this guy is gorgeous.

Hot.

What.

What was I saying again?

Oh right this guy's hot.

His blonde, curly hair that falls perfectly on his head, oh and that blue, ocean eyes---the prettiest blue eyes I've ever seen---

Why does he look so familiar?

"Hey were you that girl from Viking High? The um girl I uh found in the bathroom?" he interrupted me just as I was about to day something. "Forget what I said. You just look a lot like here, I apologize," he added quickly and started to walk away.

"Wait!" I cried. "Um, yes I um am... My name's Kylie? If y-you remember my name-"

"So you are that girl?" He grinned happily. "I can't believe it! Just as I thought I'd never see you again!"