Broken - Hearted bad boy

Chapter Seven - Bad boy to the rescue

Callie P.O.V

I was still in bed, trying to motivate myself to move and go downstairs. I slowly went to shift out of bed carefully when my phone beeped telling me I had a message on messenger. Who is that? Everyone is in school and Ryan will still be in bed. I grabbed my phone opening, automatically rolling my eyes and groaning when I see who it was. 

.Missy Graham: I thought I warned you to stay the f**k away from him Callie?

This again...really? The girl needs to get a grip of her damn self.

Callie Miller: and I thought I told you not to threaten me again Missy. Wtf are u whining about now?

Missy Graham: I know he was at your house last night and he is coming back over later

Callie Miller: And? Do you like stalk him is that how u know his every move?

Missy Graham: No I do not. Are you f*****g him?

When is everyone gonna get it into their stupid heads that I do not want Blake? Maybe I should mess with her a little.

Callie Miller: Yes I am totally f*****g him he gets me going so good

I giggled, hitting send and waited for her reply

Missy Graham: I f*****g knew it you slut

Callie Miller: slut really? That is original. And for your info I am not f*****g you bf Missy...we all don’t want a shot on your bf dick...I would need to be desperate. I have Ryan...don’t need anyone else. Now grow the f**k up and leave me alone OK?

Missy Graham: go f**k yourself, Callie. Blake probably does not even want you anyway.

Callie Miller: Gladly.

That was all I put, not wasting any more of my time on her but I quickly decided to text Blake.

Callie: Call your b***h off Blake cause she is f*****g doing my head in.

I slid my phone into my PJ pocket before pulling myself out of bed, heading towards the stair. I limped my way down slowly...one at a time. I reached the last stair and my legs buckled, making me fall on my ass...my sore ankle hitting off the bottom of it. 

“Ouch! You fucker.” I yelped in pain

I sat there for a moment before trying to get back up but failed. I could not put any weight on my ankle. How the heck am I gonna get up? My parents are working, their phones will be off. Josie is off sick and Ryan is on the other side of the world. I sure am not phoning the paramedics to get my stupid ass off the floor. They have more important things to deal with. I had one more option which I never wanted to use but it is better than me sitting here all day until someone gets home. I sighed, grabbing my phone, scrolling through my contacts until I found his name, hitting call. He was quick to answer,

“Good morning princess and what have I done to deserve this delightful phone call?” he chirped

I giggled a little. What is he so happy about? Actually, I don’t think I even wanna know.

“Morning. I need your help.” I said softly, embarrassed I even have to ask him of all people

“Help? Are you OK Callie?” he asked sounding a little concerned

“No, not really. I was coming down the stairs and on the last one my legs buckled and I fell. Now my ass is on the floor and I can’t get back up.” I said

I heard Blake chuckle

“Dude it isn't, funny.” I said annoyed

“Sorry...it kinda of is. I will be over soon. Don't go anywhere now.” He said laughing at the last part and I found myself doing the same.

“Thank You.” And with, that he hung up

I cannot believe Blake was the only one I could call for help. He was never gonna let me live it down. I looked down, making me feel worse. I was in a pair of booty shorts that showed half my ass cheeks off and a white strappy tee…no bra…no panties on. You could see my girls peeking through the tee. Well isn’t this fantastic? I may as well swallow my pride and prepare myself for what has to come. In less than ten minutes Blake was rushing through my front door, 

“Callie are you…oh fuck.” He said, groaning at the last part

I watched his brown eyes trail over my entire body, running his tongue over his lower lip before pulling it between his teeth. His eyes lusting after me like I was some hot piece of ass he was gonna bed…yeah…no…not gonna happen.

“Can you please stop perving on me and help me up, please. My ass is getting numb?” I said, snapping him out of his little trance. 

“Yeah…sorry.” He said coming over to me

He stood in front of me, my eyes right where his crotch was. Something I do not need in my face first thing in the morning especially when his excitement is clear to see in his very tight jeans.

“Eww please get that out of my face.” I groaned, shutting my eyes

“It is only a hard on, get over it.” he chuckled

I refused to open my eyes still. Blake moved behind me, grabbing my hips, lifting my stupid ass off the floor, steadying me when I nearly stumbled backwards into him. His hard-on now against my ass. Please make it stop? I do not need this morning to get any worse.

“Thank You.” I said looking over my shoulder at him

“Anytime.” He winked

I was expecting him to let go of me but he never. He kept his hands placed on my hip. His body was close to me, so much so I could feel his hot breath on my neck. His scent circling around me and tickling my nostrils…he had Paco Rabanne 1 Million aftershave on…one of my favourites. Ryan used to wear it all the time until he changed aftershaves. He did smell really good, I have to give him that one.

“Nice ass baby.” He moaned in my ear, his hand quickly brushing my ass

“What the f**k? Blake keep your hands off me.” I hissed, pulling away from him. 

“Lighten up princess.” He chuckled “Can I give you a hand to the sofa?” he added

“I was going to the kitchen to make food and coffee.” I said, turning in the direction of the kitchen, limping my way through, Blake soon hot on my heels.

“Callie sit down. I will make you some food and coffee.” He smiled sweetly at me

“Do you not need to get back to school?” I laughed

“No, not really.” He laughed “How does scrambled eggs and bacon sound?” he smiled

Blake can cook? That surprises me. His family is that rich I am sure they have cooks and chef to do all that for them. I decided not to bring any of that up, not wanting to set him off again. Blake made him and I a coffee before he started raiding through my fridge, finding what he needed to make breakfast. 

“Make sure you have some too.” I smiled

“Thanks. Not had time to eat this morning.” He chuckled

I sipped my coffee as Blake got to work. I leant back on my chair, watching him. His cooking skills were pretty impressive, even with something as simple he made sure it was perfect…setting it out a certain way on our plates before joining me at the table.

“You cook?” I asked

“Yes, one of my favourite things to do. You tell anyone that I will show everyone that sexy photo you accidently sent me last night.” he smirked

Shit! I forgot about that. I glared at him, making sure he knew I was not amused with him.

“I don’t know why you do not delete the damn thing. It was never meant to be yours.” I sighed, running my hands through my tussled, dark hair. 

“Why would I do that? You are the sexiest thing I have on my phone and I have a lot of photos on there of girls in all positions, outfits and naked.” He smirked

I feel my face heat up, blushing with his words. I know I should not but I sort of took it as a compliment. I have seen the kind of girls he has been with. I was quick to turn away from him, my food becoming more interesting all of a sudden as I dug into it.

“Plus I need it to get my way, Callie.” He chuckled

His words soon made me look up at him, 

“Excuse me? One date. One party and then we are done cause I do not need your girlfriend bitching at me all the time.” I hissed

At the word girlfriend, I see his body shudder, his face turns to a look of disgust. 

“She is not my girlfriend, she is some crazy b***h that I am fucking.” He hissed

“Does she know that? Cause when I told her I f****d you just for laughs she flipped.” I giggled remember my little conversation with her. 

“You said what?” he laughed

“She was doing my head in. I decided I would mess with her for a bit cause I could.” I laughed

“Like she needs another reason to hate you. If you would like to piss he off more we could actually f**k you know?” he said smugly

I never even answered him, think the way my eyes were glaring at him said it all. He laughed, throwing his hands in the air. 

“It was only a suggestion.” He said

I flipped him off, getting back to my breakfast…Blake doing the same. I hope he was not planning to stick around all day.