The Bad Boy Stole My Diary

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Cait P.O.V

Brad: hey :)

I smiled a bit at the thought that he thought about texting me.

I waited a minute or two to text back so it wouldn't seem like I was waiting for him to text. I totally wasn't either way.

Me: hi :)

Oh god. I shouldn't of texted the smiley face. Now he probably thinks I'm flirting- but he did it too! Ugh now what do I do?

Okay Caitlin will you please calm down!?

Brad: theres a party close by, want to come with me?

Me: a party? its a sunday, and its only 6

Brad: don't worry, its a small party, i know the guy hosting it

I thought about going for a moment, and after politely turning the offer down, I decided I'd rather be lazy this Sunday.

Dillon P.O.V

"Dude..." Tom said, but he dragged out the 'dude' and made me cringe incredibly.

"There are no hot girls here to pipe man!" He clearly was drunk. We were at some party/get together of friends and I'm already regretting bringing Tom along.

It was only 6:30 pm and he's already had 4 shots.

But he was actually right. None of the girls looked good enough to sleep with.

I sighed.

"I need food." I lied quickly, and then I walked away.

When I got far away from my obnoxious friend, I went to go socialize.

There were a group of girls standing together, and of course I was going to talk to them. I just needed something...

I noticed a guy next to me had a bottle   of alcohol. It didn't look like an alcohol I knew , and there was no label on it either. I took it right out his hand and took a huge gulp to get a bit more confidence.

"What the fuck dude." The guy said while shaking his head in annoyance and then he walked off.

I wiped my mouth off and took full strides towards the girls.

And right as I was on my last stride and about to open my mouth to speak, a guy in a black leather jacket and dark hair walked right up to them.

How the hell?!

And this guy looked familiar.

He already cracked a joke in the first two second and I just stood there like an idiot.

We made eye contact and this guy smirked at me, and excused himself from the girls.

"We meet again." The guy said.

"Hey watch out!" A voice yelled. It sounded very far away.

Then it hit me.

Wait, I think something actually hit me.

The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, and people were crowding around me.

Everything was getting a little dizzy and I started to wondered what percent of alcohol that bottle had in it.

"Dude get up." Brad had his hand held out above me.

I hesitantly took his and and he helped me up.

"A vase hit you in your head man." Brad laughed.

I massaged the side of my head and hissed as I already felt a knot on the side.

"Sorry dude! We were just having some fun and throwing the vase around. I didn't know it would hit you-" I didn't wait for the lame looking freshman to finish. I punched him square in his face and angrily walked out the house, stumbling over a few times.

As I reached my car I could of sworn I heard that sorry ass guy named Brad, calling after me.

"Are you seriously thinking of driving home drunk?" He looked at me like I was the stupidest guy around town.

Maybe I was.

"I'm not- drunk, okay!"

"You can't even talk correctly." He rolled his eyes.

It was starting to get darker outside and I was rethinking driving home.

Did I just get myself roofied? Im such an idiot! I shouldn't of ever took a drink of that. And there wasn't even a label on the bottle! Of course he was going to go around asking girls to take a drink.

"Look, I really don't like you because you seem like a trouble maker and Cait clearly doesn't like you at all either, but I dont want you to be an idiot and drive home drunk and hurt anyone else." He said.

"Get out my face. I can drive myself." I turned him down rudely again.

"Fine. Be an idiot. Now I can see why Cait thinks you're such a dimwit." He started to turn.

"I don't give a fuck what Cait thinks about me!" I said, becoming more defensive.

"So...?" He gave me a "what are you going to do?" look.

I gave up and followed him, stomping on the dirt road like a toddler having a temper tantrum.

The whole ride was silent, except for me giving him directions, but when he pulled into my driveway he looked shocked.

"You live next to Cait?" He asked.

"You've been to Cait's house before?" I asked him.

"I asked you something first."

"Yeah, but I want to know first." I shot back.

"I'm the pizza delivery guy. That's how we started talking again." Brad replied.

"Interesting," was all I said. "And yes, I live next to Cait. My daily job is to piss her off." I smirked as I closed the door, and walked off.

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