《The Bad Boy Is A Virgin》Chapter 11: Who's Proposing To You?
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"Sky, open up! It's me, Em!"
"I know it's you," I heard through the door. When the door opened she grabbed my hand and pulled me in.
"Woah! What's the rush?"
Skylar took a deep breath, "Your dad's getting married?"
"Seriously. I had to walk all the way for that. You could have texted me Sky." I moaned.
"Sorry," She sang, "I was just wondering if Jade's brother would be there. He's like 5 years older than us and he is drop. Dead. Gorgeous."
"Eww. No, you'd be my aunt."
"I'm not going to marry him, Em. Unless he proposes." She laughed.
"Who's proposing to you?" Tyler popped his head around the corner, "Oh, hi Emilia."
I waved, "Em, please can I come?" Sky begged.
"Who else would I invite?"
"Well... You and Hunter have seemed to be getting closer."
"I ship Emiter!" Ty screamed from where he was.
"Shut up!" I laughed.
"Sky, I've know him for 2 weeks."
"Yeah and you already took him to that open mic."
I looked at her blankly, "Sky... You told Hunter where I was."
"What? No, I didn't..."
Ty walked into the lounge, seating himself next to Sky and slinging an arm around her, "Hunter Maddox followed you."
"Oh we have to get back at him." And the three of us discussed a plan to get Hunter to confess.
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I tapped my chin in thought after watching Ty and Sky for a while, "Skyler. Tylar. Your ship names are literally the exact same."
Skylar punched me, "Come on I'll treat you to a coffee."
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"Where did you go sweetheart?" Hunter asked when I walked back in.
"That doesn't matter." I said throwing myself down next to Hunter.
"Well your dad phoned. He was hoping to speak to you but he said he'd try again later."
I rolled my eyes, "Oh and he also invited me as your plus one for the wedding."
I looked over at him, "I've already invited Skylar."
"He said he thought you might say that so he told me to tell you that she can come as well. Although, I wouldn't like that too much sweetheart."
I sighed and got up but Hunter pulled me down onto his lap, "Wanna go on another date?"
"If it means I get to sit in my pajamas eating pizza and watching a movie? Sure." I said sarcastically and getting off his lap.
"Great. I'll ask them to deliver."
I turned around at his answer, "What?"
"You said you if we did that then it would be a date. So that's exactly what we'll do."
"Hunter, I was being sarcastic."
"Well then you should've thought of something more extravagant." He laughed.
"Better put your pajamas on sweetheart!" He screamed after me. I was grinning from ear to ear and I let it grow, knowing Hunter wouldn't be able to see me.
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After changing into my most revealing pajamas, I comfortably lounged on the couch and waited for Hunter. His idea of pajamas did not consist of a shirt, so when he answered the door for the delivery man, the shock on the poor guy's face was priceless.
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"Come on sweetheart." Hunter held the door open for me and the box in the other.
"I said I'm watching a movie while eating. If we don't do that then it's not a date." I shrugged.
"Just follow me."
"Hunter," I groaned, "I'm in my pajamas." I trudged towards the door.
"And I'm not wearing a shirt so move that fine ass." He said hitting my backside as I walked past him.
I turned around and looked down at my ass, "It is a fine ass, isn't it?"
"That's what I said sweetheart."
Hunter took me to the top floor and then we had climb two more flights of stairs until we were where Hunter wanted us to be.
"Close your eyes." I obeyed him. And he safely lead me until my bare feet felt something soft, "Okay. Open." He removed his hand from my eyes and I'll admit, I gasped.
"Hunter, you did this?"
"I got a bit of help." He rubbed the nape of his neck.
"You're probably selling yourself short."
Hunter and his 'help' had decorated the secret rooftop with fairy lights and a made a fortress of big pillows and a few blankets. His laptop was resting on a desk at the end of all the pillows and next to it was a stack of movies.
I ran and landed on all the pillows, "Hunter! This is the best thing ever."
"I'm glad you think so, sweetheart."
I sat up, "How did you know what I was going to say I wanted to do?"
"While you were changing I messaged Ty and he got Sky to help out too. They basically set up all the pillows and blankets. And the fairy lights are always here. I also got the delivery guy to take my laptop and movies up here."
I got up and walked over to Hunter and wrapped my arms around his neck, having to stand on my tippy toes because I wasn't wearing my usual heels, "I don't know how you're planning to top the next date."
"You think there's a next one?" Hunter joked.
"Very funny Mr Maddox. Now could you please put that box down and give me a proper hug."
Hunter placed the box on the ground then gently wrapped his strong arms around my waist.
"You know sweetheart?" I looked back up at Hunter, "I'm not wearing a shirt."
I shrugged and went back to sit down, Hunter followed behind me and picked me up to place me on his lap.
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