Okay, I call Punk by his real name 'cause these are (for the most part) AU fics so calling him 'punk' is awkotaco, ya feel? Alright, enjoy. x
7. French Toast Fiasco
Phil could smell it, it was a very delicious scent that filled the morning air like nothing before. He smiled into his pillow as he thought of what it could possibly be, he lifted his head from the warmth of his pillow before stretching. It wasn't usual for him to have a day off since his father kept him busy at the office but today he'd manage to get a no work day. He was thrilled at the aspect of sleeping in and lounging around till' his heart's content. But as far as sleeping went, it couldn't be done until he had a taste of whatever smelled so good.
He followed the scent downstairs and towards his kitchen, he frowned noticing the window was opened, he swore he was careless sometimes. He ignored that for a while before noticing that the smell came from outside, hopefully it was her neighbor Elizah from across the street who made whatever smelled so good because then she would totally share. After a few more seconds of calculating what the scent was he noticed the scent belonged to French Toast. How delicious, he stuck his head out the window hoping to see the smell come from across the street but to his utter dismay it came from next door.
He watched with dismay as his newest neighbor(and number one crazy girl) was cooking it. Her window was opened wide and he watched as she sang (off key) while making the delicious French Toast. He watched eagerly as she placed it onto a plate, obviously more than enough.
He suddenly cursed himself for being so hostile when he first met the girl. Had he been nice like Elizah had asked him to (since she was the girl's aunt) he would have nice french toast. And hey, she wasn't bad looking, so perhaps he'd have something else too.
It was a cloudy day, so from the start he knew today was going to be an awful day. He hated rain, always made everything much harder to do. He liked to jog but with rain he would get a scolding from his mother even when she lived no where near him. He was arriving home from work early since his father said he had nothing for him to do that day so he decided to review his cases at home, where no one would bother him.
When he pulled into his drive way he saw her, wearing the shortest red shorts with a black crop top that showed off her stomach. She was taking box after box into her new home, he was intrigued by the girl who dared to wear such a thing. When she came back out he had just gotten out of his car, she noticed him and smirked.
"Hey there, you must be my neighbor," she grinned
"Um yeah, I'm Phil," he chuckled
"Yeah my aunt Elizah's told me a lot about you," she smiled, "says you're really nice."
"I guess," he grumbled
He remembered his sweet and caring neighbor, Elizah, told him of her niece that was living here soon and how he should be nice to her because she has a hard time making friends. He had told her he'd be nice because Elizah was like his second mother but somehow he didn't quite like her niece and he wasn't even sure why.
"So your name?"
"Phil," he told her firmly
"Oh cool," she giggled
"Your name?"
"A.J," she smiled brightly before sticking her hand over the small fence towards him, "pleasure."
"Hn," he frowned shaking her hand, "are you in college."
"Yep, last year," she grinned, "I'm super excited to finish though! You?"
"Graduated two years ago," he sighed, "I work at my dad's law firm."
"Oh cool, you don't seem like the type of guy to study law," she mused out loud
"And what do you study?"
"I want to be a doctor someday," she smiled brightly
"So you still have medical school to attend?" he smirked
"Indeed," she smiled, "it's a lot but I like it."
"Do you pay for your own stuff?" he asked
"Um no," she blushed, scratching her head awkwardly, "my dadd- I mean my father pays for all my stuff."
"Do you even work?" he asked
"I've tried but I'm afraid my father doesn't like it," she chuckled nervously
"It's no wonder you have such a nice car while attending college and even while planning on going to medical school," he scoffed, "such a daddy's girl."
"Excuse you?"
From there he liked to block out what happened because he gave her one too many insults and she retaliated by punching him square in the jaw from her side of the fence. He had fallen back and wondered how on earth a girl of her size could even pack a punch but before he could really ponder it she had jumped over the fence with agility he never knew she had and landed right on him.
Now however she had a furious look in her eyes as she punched him on every visible part of his face. He tried to cover himself and tried to not hit her because she was a girl. Once she got off of him he frowned at her as he rubbed his sore temples, she merely hissed at him and spun on her heel. He could of let her go and just made his life easier but being who he was he had scoffed causing her to stop in her tracks.
"You're a lunatic," he snarled
And before he knew it the girl had managed to kick him on the side causing him to go flying and land a few feet away. Once that happened she stomped over to him and placed her small shoe on his face. She dug her foot there for a while and she smirked, he could of sworn she was a weakling, how dare she? Elizah had come shortly afterwards and pried A.J off of him and she had scolded both of them while A.J sat criss cross on the grass and he laid on his back feeling nothing but utter pain.
Since then A.J had opted to making his life miserable, for instance there was a time when he let her stupid dog run into his yard and poop all over it. Phil had found out when he managed to step on it with his, new, dress shoes. And there was an instance when she had been blowing the leaves out of her yard only to blow them over to his yard instead. When they were in a room together she merely rolled her eyes at him and glared, when he would try and speak to her she'd behave with nothing but animosity. In truth, A.J and Phil were nothing but enemies.
He was starving and going out to buy breakfast seemed like a hassle so he'd outsmart her. He grinned as he headed out his backdoor and climbed over her fence, he was happy that little chihuahua, Nacho, was a live-in dog so he wouldn't be telling on him anytime soon. He knew her kitchen held the door to the backyard so he stood by it carefully hiding himself as he watched A.J finishing her French Toast.
He had expected her to leave and get ready for her day but instead found her stripping her top off and then whirling it around before leaving the kitchen. His eyes were wide with shock, he'd never seen her like that. Her stomach looked so taut and he couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to run his hand over it, shaking his head of the evil thoughts that invaded him he cursed.
"She's the enemy, stay focus," he muttered to himself
He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned it slowly, he tried not to make too much noise cause then that stupid dog would figure him out and tell A.J someone was intruding in her home. He left the door slightly opened and headed for the tray of French Toast, his mouth watered as he neared it and grinned as he reached for a piece. This is too easy, he mused, he snuck in and he would sneak out without her consent and she'd have to admit he was the better of the two.
"Unhand the French Toast you fiend!"
Punk yelped as he dropped the French Toast back on the plate from where he got it, he swirled around and his eyes widened comically as he saw A.J standing there in workout shorts and nothing but her black, lacy bra. She was pointing a pink bat at him with a smirk and her little(annoying) dog was standing right next to her.
"How did you-"
"Phil, I'm freaking batman, nothing escapes me," she chuckled, "now why are you breaking into my house?"
"I wanted French Toast," he admitted, "and since you hate me I knew you'd never give me some."
He hoped she would tell him that she didn't hate him and that he was allowed to eat whatever he wanted from here and that they could be friends. But again, this was A.J, the number one crazy girl, and if anything she'd probably start swinging that pink bat at him soon enough.
"You're right," she laughed, "I'd never let you have anything of mine."
"Just one," he sighed, "I'm starving."
She tapped her chin lightly with the bat before looking down at the dog, "So Nacho, do we let him eat or take him to the cops?"
The dog merely barked and wagged it's tail as he headed towards Phil with eagerness. Phil would of kicked it away had it not been for A.J standing mere feet away with a pink bat in her hands. She laughed lightly and he looked up at her as she smiled at the the dog and himself.
"Didn't think Nacho would like you," she rolled her eyes, "fine you can have breakfast."
And with that they sat down at the table and begun eating, they actually talked to each other without throwing insults and he found out more about A.J than he could of ever imagined. She spoke of a mother that didn't really love her, spoke of a two brothers that she loved dearly one was alive and well and the other was dead. She told him about her dream to leave everything behind and just travel the world. How she wants true romance one day and how reading is an escape for her.
In turn he spoke to her of his job obsessed dad who wanted him to follow in his path and his sweet, caring mother who never laid a finger on him. He spoke of his siblings, his younger sisters and his older brother, and he spoke of his dream of doing something other than law but how his father would never allow it. He told of her of a family he planned to have one day and she listened and never once gave him a snarky remark.
"Seems we can be civil to each other," A.J smirked
"So it seems," he chuckled
"Well then, you should come over for breakfast again sometime soon," she giggled
"I'd love to, as long as you wear that everyday," he smirked
A.J frowned when she looked down, she had forgotten! She screamed and shot up, grabbing the bat on the counter he looked stunned as she pointed the bat at him accusingly. He raised his hands in defense and she frowned.
"You pervert, where you trying to seduce me?" she screamed at him
"You're being irrational," he sighed as he walked towards her with a smirk
"No I'm not," she spat, "hey! don't come at me, go away, stay back, Phi-"
And before she could do anything his lips crashed onto hers, she denied him at first but soon started to kiss him back with force. Her hands dropped the bat somewhere beside her. He ran his hands up her stomach and grinned inwardly, her skin was as soft as he imagined. After a few seconds of feeling her skin he kept his hands at her hips pulling her closer to him. Once they pulled apart he laid his forehead against her as they panted slowly.
"So what's this mean?"
"This?" she panted shutting her eyes
"Yeah, what does this mean?" he asked again
"It means you'll live for a little longer."
And with that she pulled him in for another kiss.
Yeah, I don't know what the deal is with A.J and bats either. Thanks again and remember to review (please) . Love ya x