The Bad Boy I Met On Christmas Eve - S01 E10

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The Bad Boy I Met On Christmas Eve - S01 E10

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

Zac will get discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I can't wait! The day after that, he'll be coming to my school. Aw yeah!

But to be honest, I'm still thinking about the kiss.

Anyway, it'll be cool to have him over. Gonna be fun and gonna be messy.

•~•

"How's my bad boy?" I knocked the door to Zac's hospital ward and walked in.

"Heyya Dal! I'll be out in a while," he said, turning to me and grinning.

"Need help with those?" I asked, seeing Zachary folding and packing his clothes.

"It'll be great. Thanks!"

I saw that he already had quite a lot of clothes packed, so I just grabbed the last pile and put it into his luggage then closed it. "Strawberry fruit juice today?" I smirked, heaving the luggage up and placing it on the floor.

"Why, you..." Zac reached out to grab me but I got away just in time.

"Watch yourself. You just recovered," I jerked my head slightly upwards towards his direction.

"Fine, whatever the Dalanie says."

"Princess Dalanie, to be precise," I wagged a finger.

"And I'll be your prince."

"Frog prince, maybe. Yeah. Zac-toad."

"That sounds HORRIBLE!!!" he yelled in defence. Hehe.

I shrugged. "So you can either be like a thief, beast, or frog. Because those are some of the princes that the Disney princesses married. If you ask me, frog is the best."

"I'd rather be the thief," he sighed.

"Fine then. I'll call the police."

"Pfft. What are you gonna say? That Zachary Huxley here stole your heart?" he grinned.

My heart skipped a beat. That was so cute of him!

I choked and then replied,"Does the mental hospital sound good to you, then?"

"Maybe if you and I shared a handcuff and a bed..." came the reply with a free sexy wink.

"You're crazy!!!" I sighed with desperation and dragged his luggage out the door with him tailing behind me. "Has your aunt helped with the discharging documents?"

"Uh-huh."

"Oh, and have you bought all your stuff for school?"

"Yup."

"Great, come on now, it's time to get you packing for school tomorrow," I said and we walked out of the hospital and flagged down a cab to his place.

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"Woah!" I stared in awe once we got off the cab outside his compound.

Zac's house was amazeballs! It was a huge white mansion with many windows. In front of the house was a big water fountain and since it was spring, it was the most beautiful garden filled with new flowers that I'd ever seen. The crystal clear water was being poured down from an angel statue. There was a wide path (big enough for a car or two) leading up to his house.

"Th...this is incredible!" I gasped, my mouth open wide.

"C'mon. Let's get in."

The gates opened up and we walked in. At least Zac walked in. I was hobbling in, still unable to take in the sight.

"In here, let's go to my room," Zachary invited and I made my way in. "Oh, and take off your shoes inside."

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The marble floor was simply exquisite and the high ceilings and fireplace... Large carpets on the floor felt so good and soft under my feet. Chandeliers in every room. This was almost a heaven-like home!

Zachary led me upstairs, the gold railings and red carpeted marble steps not failing to amaze me.

"My room is big as hell. Hold your jaw and be careful not to drop it," he laughed out loud.

I rolled my eyes and ushered him to get going. "If that's what you insist, I'll hold it."

When we finally reached the top of the majestic flight of stairs, Zac and I took a turn to the right and walked down the corridor for quite a while. Paintings were hung on the walls and it kinda made the place look like an art gallery.

"Over here," he yawned and kicked the door open with his good leg.

"Ouch," I looked away and said in a high pitched tone.

Zachary turned around and pressed me against the wall. "What was that?"

"The door said that," I mumbled.

"Interesting... I don't suppose your lips would say something too if I bit it gently, right?"

I gulped. Perhaps I shouldn't have opened my mouth.

Too late! Zachary pressed me roughly and starting kissing me again. I could feel his soft pink lips move down slowly and biting my bottom lip gently, like he said. It felt really good, (peppermint this time, heh) but I didn't want to go any further.

"Get away," I punched him lightly in the gut. "Says who you could kiss me?"

"Says me," he replied cheekily and leaned in to kiss me again, only to be pulled by the ear into his room.

"Get packing. There's a reason why I'm here," I ignored his shouts and protests of letting his ear go.

"Fine, fine. Party pooper," he stumbled into the room obediently.

It was a great, spacious and super bright room. Band equipment in one corner, sports equipment in another, and finally a whole gaming corner filled with consoles (old and new) which I immediately fell in love with. Besides those, he had a gigantic cupboard and king sized bed complete with a bedside table. He also had a study area and his own personal bathroom. Zac's room was big as hell and it's really driving me crazy. I could just live here if I were him!

What do you think? Maybe I should rent a room in his house?

"Nice, eh?" Zachary smirked.

"Yeah, you had me with your gaming corner."

"Knew it."

"Alright now let's start," I said and made him take out all the brand new books he had bought for school.

•~•

"You'll need this. Oh yeah, this one too. That one on the table over there. Yup, that's all for geography." I pointed at books around the room.

"This much?!" Zac stared at me with his mouth hanging. He threw himself onto the floor and lay down. "Three thick books for geography?!"

"With all this complaining, don't you think it'd be faster to actually start packing?! Hurry up You've already spent half an hour going on about the thickness of books! Can we at least get something done?!"

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"Sorry," he muttered, obviously in pure shock to see that I was really boiling mad.

"For geography, it's because we need a textbook, a workbook and finally, your notebook."

He sighed and very roughly, threw them all into his bag and stole a glance at the timetable. "What about biology?"

"This textbook, lab book, and an orange ring file. Now on to math. A red ring file, this book of mathematical notes and formula, and the textbook cum workbook."

"C...cu...c..." Zachary couldn't even finish his sentence when he started laughing uncontrollably.

"Quit it, sicko!" I yelled and slapped the back of his head.

"Okay, okay!" he agreed but still kept laughing. "It's not my fault that the way you say it is so funny!"

I rolled my eyes and continued. "Last lesson to pack for tomorrow, gym. Which of corse you can't attend. But you still have to change. Ground rules."

"That sucks. In my previous school, you could wear your own sports attire for gym."

"Parkvale High is not Kingston High," I replied flatly.

"Whatever, babe."

Oooh... that sounded so good. The right word from the right person is absolute heaven.

"Babe..." I muttered dreamily.

"Fantasizing over that word, I see," Zachary snickered.

I felt my cheeks becoming hot and I believe it turned bright red. "No I wasn't!"

Zac nodded and smiled evilly. "Oh yeah, babe."

I shot him an annoyed look. "Get packin', I'll check when you're done. Don't wanna screw up your first day at a new school, right?"

"What if I do?"

"Then... I'll not go to the playground with you. Whether or not anyone is watching."

Zachary didn't reply, but I heard him mumbling something. It wasn't really clear though. Not wanting to waste anymore time, I grabbed my backpack and swung it over my shoulder.

"See ya tomorrow, Dal. Be sure to pick me up on time," Zac shouted to me. I stopped and took a huge breath, making my shoulders go up and down dramatically.

Ugh. I have to wake up earlier to get this bandaged ball of a bad boy to school.

"Or maybe I won't pick you up at all," I said without turning back.

"Alright, I'll pack!"

"Great. Another one to me."

"Another?" he eyed me suspiciously. "Well I count my points too. And I'm assuming you've got two points?"

"How did...?"

"I just know," he winked.

Ugh. Why must he always find out everything that goes on in my brain and all? For all I know he probably knows how much oxygen I get in a day, or how many red blood cells there are in my body!

"Okay fine. If you're playing along, it's 2-0," I reluctantly gave in.

"Ooh babe, that's where you're wrong," Zachary wagged a finger with a naughty look on his face.

I tilted my head sideways, unable to be on the same page as him.

"Twice. I kissed you twice~" he sang and started pirouetting around the room with his good leg.

Slapping my hand against my forehead, I did feel my face flush a little. Too cute!

"Okay okay. 2-2 it is, but I don't believe you're gonna get your points by kissing me all the time."

"I might just do that."

"Suit yourself, I'm heading home," I gave up on him and walked to the door. "Catch you tomorrow."

•~•

"Wakey~" I hummed, shaking Zac.

"Ugh...ungh..."

"Half an hour till school starts!!! I've been trying to wake you up for ten minutes now!!!" I hollered.

Damn. Hope he didn't fall back into a coma.

"Say..." Zachary stirred. Whew, at least he's conscious. "Why don't we go out to the dog park?"

"Dog park?" I raised an eyebrow. He nodded.

"After school," I said flatly and pulled him up.

"No. Now," Zachary staggered towards the bathroom and quickly washed up. Then he went over to his cupboard and pulled out a dark grey coat and navy blue jeans.

"Fine, then you can go alone," I said after a long while, flipping my hair and walked out of his room gracefully.

He groaned, grabbed his bag and slung it over his shoulder. "Fine. I'll go to school."

I snickered. "3-2."

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