Falling For the Bad Boy

Chapter 25: I'm not cute

A/N: Ugh, I have a test coming up.

This is probably one of the worst chapters ever.. :(

Brandon's POV

"Stella and Noah has to kiss. Would prefer a make out, though." Luke grinned, which earned him a slap from his girlfriend Gabby.

I narrowed my eyes at him, scrutinizing him slowly at his idiotic remark. Stella and Noah can't just kiss. I won't allow it.

From the corner of my eyes, bastar- I mean Carter, was also glancing around angrily at what the others were saying. Sunshine is so oblivious. It's definitely obvious that he likes her, but at the moment she's just confused with her feelings.

Like me...

"No!" Sky roared with fury, glaring at Luke. At least Sky's on my side; there's no way I'm going to allow Stella and that prick to kiss. "I will not let my baby sister kiss just because she has to!"

I clenched my fists in jealousy, feeling my breathing slowly turn rough and hard. I won't deny it, I was fucking jealous. Seeing them kiss would kill me.

"Freaking hell." I heard Carter mutter quietly from beside me, and I watched as his jaw clenched. The same anger I felt was flashing across his eyes.

The urge to take my anger out on him was strong but I couldn't do that; Carter meant a lot to Stella.

We heard a soft sigh, "Sky, it's fine. I'll do it."

My eyes snapped up to Stella at that, warning and disbelief in them. I can't believe it, she's actually going to kiss him?! Sure, Noah was a good guy, but it doesn't freaking mean I would necessarily want them to kiss!

As Stella avoided mine and Carter's gaze, she sat up nervously as Noah walked towards her; capturing her lips with his.

I looked away in disgust, feeling my rage break its maximum point. Fuck everything.

"I'm going to get water." I bitterly told Carter, before stomping away into the kitchen. I couldn't handle witnessing the way Noah kissed HER. She was mine; not his.

Seething in fury, I leaned over the counter and poured myself some water in a cup. I took a large gulp of it; in an attempt to calm down. It wasn't working. I really wanted to punch someone right now.

The sound of the door closing shut brought me back to my senses, and I immediately knew who it was.

"Why are you here?" I scoffed, turning around to face her. I kept my face expressionless.

She narrowed her gorgeous honey eyes at me, now stopping a metre in front of me. "I was going to ask you the same question. Why did you storm out?"

So oblivious.

I shrugged, holding the cup of water in my hand and drinking it. "I'm sure I told the others that I went to drink some water."

"Yeah well, I don't believe you." she snapped fiercely, her eyes containing a burning flame of anger which turned me on. I loved it when she started getting all feisty and fierce.

I took a step towards her, watching her grow nervous. "Oh, is that so?"

She bit down on her lip, and I mentally cursed in my head because that was also a turn on. Damn, the things she unknowingly does to me. "Uhh.. Y-yeah..."

I chuckled bitterly, averting my gaze. "Bet you had a lot of fun when you made out with pretty boy."

She lets out a loud breath, staring at me intently. "We weren't making out. Just kissing."

"Yeah, right." I scoffed incredulously. It still made me jealous, as much as I hate to admit it.

"And it wasn't really fun." She unintentionally said, blurting out the next thing unconsciously, "In fact, I preferred your kiss much better."

I snapped my eyes back to her, breaking out of my trance. I took a menacing step towards her, feeling my inner self getting out of control. The inner seductive beast inside me was trying to claw its way out.

She gulped, looking like a nervous, innocent kitten.

"And I was thinking about you throughout the whole kiss."

Joder.

I roughly placed my hands on her waist, pushing her against a wall which made her let out a squeak of surprise. My eyes locked on hers; seeing the nervousness and uncertainty in hers but I was sure mine was dark with lust.

Fuck control. She was driving me crazy, and sooner or later I won't be able to control myself from kissing her.

Like right now.

"Princess." I groaned low, biting down on my lips to stop myself from capturing her lips. Her breath hitched as I lowered my head down, until my forehead was resting on hers.

I was breathing heavily as I tried to hold back from doing what I knew I would regret.

Why did I like her so much? There were so many other girls in the world, and for some reason I'm just too addicted to her. To Stella.

But she wasn't just an ordinary girl. There was something different about her that allured me.

"Brandon." She gasped, her breathing heavy and eyes wide with caution.

God damn it. She shouldn't have said my name... especially when she's breathless like that.

I couldn't even count how many times we have kissed now, but whatever it is, I want to do it again. Kissing Sunshine was like an obsession; you just can't get over it. It always feels amazing and you'd want to do it again.

But... I shouldn't. She hates me, for what I did all those years ago.

I can't just kiss her anytime I wish because of my urges. She deserved much better anyways... Not me.

"W-What are you going to do?" she whispered breathlessly, peering up at me with curious eyes. She bit down on her lip, causing me to curse under my breath.

Despite of my strong urge to lock my lips with hers, I lifted my head up a little and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Nothing."

"Liar." She accidentally blurted out, and her eyes widened at what she said. I furrowed my brows, staring at her, trying to decipher the emotions she was feeling.

"You're right." I finally breathed out, my forehead still leaning against hers. I skimmed my fingers on her waist, earning a shiver from her. "I was going to do something."

She looked at me sceptically, saying the next words hesitantly. "W-what?"

Instead of replying, I dipped my head down to her neck, breathing in her intoxicating scent as her breath hitched in anticipation. I let my fingers trail up her smooth skin, and that's when I realised she was wearing one of those tops where the stomach is revealed.

Damn.

As I hesitantly, lightly, pressed a gentle kiss on her neck, I felt her shiver once more at my soft touch. I expected her to shove me away by now, and scream at me to never do it again.

Only, she didn't.

She remained frozen in place, and if I recall, she sighed in contentment when I pressed a kiss onto her neck. But I knew I had to stop before I lose control.

I really, badly, wanted to kiss her again.

"Guys, the others are- Oh my gosh!" we heard a squeak of astonishment, and I instantly snapped my head up to see who it was.

Bloom.

She had her eyes wide, as Stella immediately rushed to shove me away from her. I let out a groan of frustration as Bloom blabbed out her words, "I'm sorry for interrupting with- umm... uh, whatever you were doing!"

"We weren't doing anything." Stella snapped, but her attempt at raising her voice failed as she was still breathless. I scoffed.

Bloom narrowed her eyes at us, before mumbling another apology and leaving the room.

"I don't think I classify that as nothing, Sunshine." I smirked, crossing my arms.

She sighed in exasperation, and looked up at me with anger. "Don't do that again."

"Just admit it, you loved it."

"I did not." She muttered, shaking her head with a sigh. "Brandon, we... we should stop doing this. Kissing."

I raised an eyebrow at her, "Why?"

"Because we're not an item- we're not together." She explained, but it looked like it pained her to say it. "We can't just kiss at random times. One day we'll have someone else, and I'm afraid if this kissing between us goes on it will cause... problems."

I shoved my hands in my pockets, glancing away from her.

"And I-I'm just so... confused.. On where my feelings are." She whispered quietly, fiddling with the hem of her shirt nervously.

Letting out a cough to break the awkward silence that seemed to fill the atmosphere, I nodded gruffly. "Y-yeah. You're right..."

Stella stared at me for a moment, her expression showing worry and uncertainty, before she finally lets out a sigh of aggravation. She raked her hand through her blonde locks, "W-we should probably go back to the others..."

Just hide your real emotions, Brandon.

I lifted my back off of the wall that I was previously leaning on and then walked towards the door. Despite my heart feeling like it's breaking into pieces, I knew I had to give her space and time. She was confused on her thoughts and feelings at the moment...

And so was I.

"No Riven, we're not doing another one of your shitty games." Sky grumbled, yawning as an annoyed look crossed his face. Everyone was tired and drunk as hell. Including me.

"Why the hell not?!" Riven exclaimed, but slurred his words because he seemed to be the drunkest than anyone else in this room.

Musa slapped him across the head, causing him to growl at her. "We've done too many games, all involving drinks! And now look at us, we're wasted."

"So wasted." Sky groaned, grabbing a pillow from the couch and laying his head on it. Flora, Helia, Tecna and Timmy seemed to be the most sober out of us all, but they looked incredibly sleepy. My eyes drifted to Stella, who was sitting by the corner whilst staring out the window.

I watched with my jaw clenched as Carter got up and walked towards her.

"It's so beautiful, isn't it?" I heard Carter mutter quietly, as I got more comfortable on the couch I was on. He was talking about the night sky with stars that were visible through the window.

Stella rolled her eyes at him. "Idiot. You're so drunk. You usually comment about how shit it is."

I snorted at that.

"I'm going to sleep." Flora yawned, leaning her head on Helia's shoulder. He already seemed to be asleep, and slowly the others were sleeping too.

Carter was now sleeping on the floor, away from Stella. He was probably the drunkest after Riven, but then so am I.

I caught a glimpse of Stella falling asleep before my own eyes were invaded by the darkness of sleep.

"AHHH!" I heard a scream, and I immediately jolted up from my sleep to see Riven with a horrified expression, his shirt and hair drenched in cold water.

With ice cubes.

"Fuck yeah!" Sky and Carter yelled, high-fiving each other. They were both holding this huge bucket, one I assumed was filled with cold water and ice cubes that they used to pour all over Riven.

I rolled my eyes, "What did you two idiots do?"

I winced; feeling like my head had been smashed by a hammer. Oh great, a hangover.

"Sucks, doesn't it?" Carter asked me, rubbing his own head. I raised an eyebrow at him, quite surprised that he's even talking to me like we were civil to each other. But then I realised the hangover must've done that to him.

"OH MY GOD!" we heard another scream, only it was far louder than Riven's. I immediately recognised it as Helia.

He was stood by the door, eyes wide with anger and shock as his eyes roamed around the room. I was surprised myself. His expensive living room looked like a massive party had happened here, with like a dozen teenagers creating a mess and partying like there was no tomorrow.

Oops.

Everyone seemed to be awake now, except for Stella and... Riven. Wait, wasn't he wide awake a second ago?

"Time to fill up this bucket with water and ice again." Sky smirked at Carter, and they left the room to probably do that thing again.

Riven was such a heavy sleeper.

I carefully stood up, ignoring the aching of my muscles and this god awful headache and approached Stella. She was still lying on the couch near the window, but what made me suddenly stop was how beautiful she looked.

The sunshine was radiating from the window, the light touching her smooth skin and making it glow. Her eyes were closed and her hair looked golden and bright because of the sun that was radiating on it.

She looked so... gorgeous.

It reminded me why I called her Sunshine all the time.

"Hey, sunshine." I murmured, moving a strand of her hair that was on her face and gently tapping her shoulder.

Her eyes slowly fluttered shut, and the sun light immediately invaded her eyes, creating the honey-coloured orbs turn golden. She instantly squeezed them shut.

"What happened last night?" she mumbled groggily, shaking her head a few times before blinking her eyes open. She gaped at the messiness of the room.

I shrugged, "All of us had a sleepover. We might've gotten too drunk and created this shit of a mess. Sky and Carter poured ice water on Riven, and we might have a very grumpy Helia roaming around in the house."

Stella looked a bit surprised. She gently reached out and ran her fingers through her long locks, before letting out a groan. "My head. Please don't tell me I have a hangover."

"MY PARENTS ARE GOING TO KILL ME!" Helia shouted in worry, wringing his hands together in shock at the state of the room.

Flora sighed, getting up. "Don't worry Helia; we'll help you clean this all up before they come."

"Seriously, fuck you guys!" Riven growled at Sky and Carter who had poured ice water on him again. Now he looked fully awake.

Sky and Carter were laughing their asses off. Stella frowned at them.

"I'm going to murder you both." Riven gave them a deadly glare, and I had to suppress a laugh at that. As long as someone will be killing Carter.

"Oh boy." Stella muttered, in a daze from the chaos of the room. Everyone was grumpy and groaning due to the hangover they all had, and Helia was still complaining about how messy it was.

Musa raised her eyebrows at everyone, "Am I the only one who doesn't have a hangover?"

Let's just say we're never going to have a sleepover again.

"Yeah Helia's like a grumpy old man on their period when he's pissed off." Riven grumbled, and I gave him a weird look.

I was currently in Geography, which was the last lesson of the day. It's been a few days since that treacherous sleepover, and now we're back on a Monday. For the past half an hour, all I have been doing was enduring Riven blabbing out some shit I didn't care about.

But then again, it is a good distraction from Mr Tate talking about Geography in that weird voice of his.

"What?" Riven asked innocently, raising an eyebrow at the creeped out expression I gave him. Did he not realise what he said just now is weird?!

I let out an aggravated sigh. "Never mind."

He then carried on talking, as I zoned out and ripped a part of my book off. I scrunched up the paper in my hands, until it was the size of a grape. Don't judge, I was bored.

As my mind began to drift off to Stella, I suddenly felt a slap against my arm.

"Are you even listening to me, you twatface?!" Riven growled, glaring at me.

I rolled my eyes and sighed once again. "What."

"Am I the only one who thought that Musa's ability to not get a hangover is hot?" Riven questioned. "Like, really hot."

Once again, I gave him a weird look. I then shrugged, "Um... I suppose, yes?"

"You're not even taking me seriously!" he exclaimed, annoyed. He then grabbed the piece of paper I was scrunching up into a small ball and then threw it at some random direction due to frustration.

It went straight to Mr Tate's back.

Shit.

Mr Tate, who was previously writing something on the board, slowly turned around and eyed everyone. Then he looked down at the scrunched up paper, and glared at everyone. "Who threw this?!"

I immediately jabbed a finger at Riven's direction. But suddenly, Riven pointed at me back.

Facepalm.

"Hunter, Rodriguez. Explain to me this once which one of you idiotic boys threw this at me!" Mr Tate angrily demanded.

I looked over at Riven. "What the hell? You're the one who did it, jackass!"

"Do you have any idea how many detentions I've had this year?!" Riven hissed at me.

Everyone knows Riven Hunter is the most rebellious and most intimidating guy in school. The thought of that made me roll my eyes.

"Since both of you refuse to acknowledge what I said, you will both have detentions. After school." Mr Tate finally said, before turning back to write something again.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance, mustering up everything I had to stop myself from punching Riven in the face.

A while later, our school principal came in to announce something.

"I'm here to announce about the things we have planned for the end of this term." Mr Green said, glancing at every one of us.

I peered up at him, slightly curious on what he was about to say.

"We've planned a school trip, which will take place in an Island about 5 hours away. The trip will consist of games that will have clues to be solved, and the Island itself is fairly big and contains a forest. We will explain the numerous rules and activities you will be doing later on." he explained.

Everyone was grinning in excitement.

"We will be staying there for a total of 5 days, perhaps 7. Only the Juniors will be attending the trip. We will give out the letters about the trip soon, and the cost will be paid by the school. Thank you for listening." Mr Green finished, before walking out the classroom.

Everyone cheered triumphantly as I stayed in my seat, cheering as well. We all loved trips, and this one if bound to be exciting.

But then why do I feel like something wrong is going to happen?

A few minutes later, the bell finally rang. I was eager to go back home and freaking sleep.

I then halted in my steps, letting out a frustrated groan as I stood in the empty hallway. Great, fucking great, I have detention all because of that asshole of a friend, Riven. Dammit.

I turned around, glancing at the empty hallway because everyone had gotten home, and I suddenly spotted Stella just walking out right now.

"Sunshine?" I questioned, furrowing my eyebrows as I walked up to her. She held books in her arms. "What are you doing here?"

She looked up at me, surprised. "Oh, um... I was just getting my stuff. Forgot them."

I nodded in reply, getting deep in thought about something. When suddenly, I remembered what I had wanted to say all day, "Remember when I talked about my cousin, Aisha? Who lives somewhere far away."

Stella nodded in recognition. "Yeah, I remember. What about her?"

I took in a sharp breath of nervousness. "She asked me to come over soon, probably this weekend. I was just wondering if you wanted to come along?"

"Sure!" Stella responded immediately, grinning brightly which reflected her perky, bright personality. "Just call me what time and all. I'll also have to ask my mum first."

I nodded, "Good. I'll... see you tomorrow?"

"Okay. I'm going home to babysit a baby. Bye Brandon." She said, smiling at me before turning around. I walked back to the class, trying to see if Riven was there.

He wasn't.

"Prick." I growled, realising he was skipping detention. Why am I not surprised?

I started walking away, and stopped when I caught sight of Stella walking down the hallway, probably to go home by now.

"Princessa!" I exclaimed, and she stopped in her tracks. She turned around, raising an eyebrow at me.

Fuck detention.

I grinned. "Can I come with you? To babysit, that is."

"What did you say her name was again?" I asked, staring at the baby in Stella's arms. She had to babysit her.

Stella's parents were out at work and Sky was at Bloom's, which left Stella alone with this baby. She looked familiar for some reason.

"Jamie." She replied, huffing in exhaustion as she tried to carry Jamie and make food at the same time. "Brandon? Can you carry her for a sec?"

I gaped at her incredulously. "Are you serious? H-How am I supposed to handle a ba-"

"Just hold her." Stella demanded, already passing the baby to me. I looked at her in shock, and stared at the baby with curiosity.

Okay... what the hell am I supposed to do with it? How do I even hold it?

"You're so adorable." Stella laughed, setting the food down for a second before pushing me to sit in a chair. We were currently in her house, and in the kitchen to be specific.

I stared at the baby in my arms; clueless.

"What? Me or the baby?" I questioned.

She rolled her eyes. "You, idiot. The look on your face when your holding her is priceless. It's like she's some alien you've never seen or held before."

"Well I've never exactly held a baby before. Or be this close to one." I pointed out, sighing. I let the baby sit on my lap, as she giggled and stared up at me in awe.

What is it doing?!

Stella then went back to preparing its food. "She's Carter's younger sister, did you know that?"

"What!?" I exclaimed, staring down at the baby with slight... uncertainty.

"How can something this innocent and sweet be related to THE Carter Knight?" I asked in disbelief, noticing the similar features she had with Carter. "The Carter Knight is obnoxious, egotistical, conceited, ignorant, arroga-"

Suddenly, the baby started crying.

"You just described yourself." Stella deadpanned, "And I don't think speaking like that about her brother in front of her is the best thing to do."

My eyes widened in astonishment as I stared at the baby, "How does she even understand?!"

"She doesn't." Stella replied calmly. "She just cries a lot and is usually grumpy when she's hungry. I'm not done preparing her food yet, though."

I held up the baby, suddenly feeling panicked. What the hell do I do to make it stop crying?!

"WHAT DO I DO?!" I shouted, feeling clueless as the baby screamed out and cried even more.

Ah crap.

"Just stay calm, Brandon. It's not the end of the world." Stella rolled her eyes.

"Well don't blame me! It's my first time holding a baby! Or even being in this close proximity to one!" I exclaimed.

Stella sighed, increasing the speed of her pace at preparing the food.

"Okay, breathe, Brandon." I muttered to myself, holding the baby still and then gently shaking her.

Okay, bad idea.

"Stop crying." I demanded gently, but it wouldn't stop.

I'm so screwed. What do I even do? When Milo cries, I usually offer him something he likes.

My eyes immediately snapped to the little unicorn soft toy that lay on the table. I held the baby close to me with one hand, and used my other to reach out and grab the toy. I then held the baby with both of my arms, close to my chest, so that the baby is lying down in my arms.

Almost like I'm rocking it.

I then carefully handed her the toy, and she instantly stopped crying as she began playing with it.

I sighed in relief.

"Wow, you've done a good job." Stella said, sounding impressed.

I scoffed at her, "Yeah, I did. But you didn't help me."

"I'm busy doing this, remember." She told me, shrugging. "And I thought you were capable of doing it yourself."

Stella then proceeded to pour the food in a small bowl, before walking towards me and sitting in front of me. She set the food down on the table.

I stared down at the baby, who is now relaxed and beaming brightly as she held up her toy. Her huge silvery grey eyes stared up at me, in happiness. I stared at Jamie in awe, not quite sure what to feel.

The bad boy is handling a baby. I'm surprised at myself.

"You both look so cute." Stella grinned, staring at the both of us in awe.

I narrowed my eyes at her, "I'm not cute."

She ignored me, smiling at me. That's when I realised a smile unknowingly formed on my lips when I was holding the baby.

"I also don't like babies." I quickly added, settling the baby on my lap and looking at Stella. "Well aren't you going to feed her?"

"Yeah." Stella nodded, shaking her head as if she was in a trance before holding out her hands. "Give me Jamie, then."

I shook my head, "No. I'll hold her while you feed her."

She rolled her eyes, grabbing the food. "So much for not liking babies." She mumbled quietly, and began feeding the baby.

A thought suddenly crossed my mind.

I could imagine myself in the future... sitting on a couch next to Stella, and we were both a few years older than we are now. She was smiling at me, still looking as gorgeous as ever as she cradled a baby boy in her arms. He had blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. I could imagine myself laughing in happiness, whilst staring at the baby in my arms. It was a baby girl, with beautiful honey eyes and chocolate brown hair. We were one perfect family.

That would be one future that I was sure won't happen.

Stella and I... in love? Together?

No... it will never happen. I don't know.

As far as I know, I like Stella. I regretted the things I did in the past.

But what scared me the most was rejection. What if she didn't like me back? Especially after what I did...

Rejection.

A/N: Hated this chapter for some reason. I feel like it's not good enough...

Anyways, anyone excited about Christmas? My birthday is 11 days after Christmas and I honestly can't wait. I'm predicting this story will end at 35 chapters :) Reviewww