The Bad Boy kidn*pped Me

Chapter 8 - More Hotties?

Evangeline

After taking a shower, I entered my closet to decide what I would wear for the day. I decided to wear a simple yellow sweatshirt with denim ripped jeans and paired it off with simple white vans. I was obviously not trying to gain any attention, so I tied my hair in a messy bun instead of leaving it loose as I did every day, and applied minimal makeup, just to cover the stupid dark circles that had appeared from all the crying I had been doing since the past days.

I then exited the closet. What should I do? I kept thinking as I paced to and fro. I couldn't decide whether to leave the room or lock the room and stay inside the whole day, owing to the terrifying incident that had happened with Caleb. Lars' other friends could be creeps like Caleb for all I knew. They could even be rapists, axe murderers or serial killers. The possibilities were really endless.

There's no way I'm going outside. I finally made my decision and walked to the door to lock it, but before I could do so, it suddenly swung open, effectively knocking me down to the ground.

"Ouch!" I yelped, as the pain shot through my a*s. Hearing a small chuckle I looked up to see who was the imbecile who had no manners to knock before entering a room, and my eyes met with a tall, handsome guy standing by the door. He looked about a few inches shorter than Lars, but still a lot taller than I was. Like, a lot – probably owing to my dwarfish height. Despite my brother, mother, and father all being quite tall, I was a mere five feet and two inches at the most. So yeah, the guy looked quite tall to me, he was fair and he was handsome, with his blue eyes that were filled with amusement and black perfectly styled, gelled hair. He had a muscular frame which could be seen even through his tight blue T-shirt and black jeans. I couldn't deny that he was quite hot. But Lars is hotter. A voice in my mind said.

"Shut up!" I mentally yelled at my inner voice. I shouldn't think this way! He kidn*pped me for God's sake!

"But I already stopped laughing," the guy before me said with a confused faced. Okay, so I think I said 'shut up' out loud.

"I-uh... Haven't you heard of knocking?! Who are you anyway?" I spat, trying to change the topic, still sitting on the floor, my arms now crossed as I looked him up and down skeptically.

"Why would I knock? You're a hostage. I don't think I need to knock before entering your room," he replied with an annoying smirk. I shifted on the ground which made my a*s hurt again and I groaned in pain, turning to my side to rub it. "Wow, it's so ladylike to rub your a*s in front of a gentleman," the hottie- I mean the cocky guy remarked, shaking his head in a disapproving way.

"You? A gentleman? My foot." I replied rolling my eyes and then got up to my feet, still rubbing my a*s.

"Wow, I guess you're not really treated like a hostage, are you?" He asked rhetorically. "Good for me!" He said excitedly.

"Why is that good for you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Because, I thought I would have to act all mean and rude to a sad, scared and crying girl the entire day, but now as that's not the case, let me introduce myself properly. Hello, Miss Eva, my name is Leon Rush," he said trying to put up a fake British accent at which he failed miserably and bowed down before me. Before I could say anything, he stood straight, and with a proud smirk continued, "Also known as the 'Greek God sent down to this earth to charm all the ladies that exist'," and sent a wink my way after completing his sentence. I couldn't help but chuckle at this one. It was genuinely funny.

"Perhaps also the most modest Greek God I've ever come across," I replied sarcastically, finger-quoting 'Greek God'.

"I'll take that as a compliment, thank you very much," he replied giving me a toothy grin.

Honestly, I myself was confused as to how I had suddenly attained all that confidence. I mean I was being sarcastic, and making snarky remarks in front of a guy I knew nothing about, who, I may add, was one of the friends’ of the guy who had literally kidn*pped me. Maybe I was starting to feel safer, and this Leon guy seemed nice. Plus he definitely wasn't Lars so I wasn't blushing while talking to him. Thankfully.

"Leon, how long are you going to take?!" A voice yelled from downstairs.

"Coming!" he yelled back, before saying to me, "Come, meet the others," as he gestured for me to go out. I nodded and walked out, with him following closely behind.

Finally we reached the stairs, and I looked down to see two guys sitting on the couch busy with their phones. We descended the stairs and their heads snapped to our direction. Both of them stood up and walked towards Leon and me. And not surprisingly, the two of them were good looking as well. Seriously, how do they even deal with each other's hotness? Right, they're probably not gay. I thought and burst out laughing which earned me bewildered and suspicious looks from all three guys. I seriously don't know what was wrong with me that day. I quickly calmed myself down seeing their reaction and cleared my throat awkwardly. There was an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds when finally Leon decided to break the ice.

"Where are your manners you spoilt brats? Is that the way you meet a lady?" He yelled at them dramatically making them roll their eyes. I held back a chuckle.

"Hello, Eva. I'm Slade, Slade Hunter," the guy with the dark brown hair and gray eyes said, extending his hand for me to shake. He was super tall too, slightly taller than Leon but still not as tall as Lars. Lars was way too tall. Slade was wearing a gray hoodie which matched his eyes and a red shirt underneath. He looked really good with his messy hair, giving him a sexy bad boy persona. He wasn't very muscular, but was lean and fit.

"Hi," I replied with a small smile, and reluctantly took his hand. I was blushing slightly due to all the male contact.

"And I'm Noah Harris," the blonde guy smiled. He also had blue eyes like Leon, but his were a slightly darker shade. He was probably the shortest in their group, but still about seven to eight inches taller than I was. All of them were extremely intimidating. I nodded at him and gave him a shy smile.

"You hungry?" Slade suddenly asked, trying to make things slightly less awkward.

"I guess so," I replied, hiding my real enthusiasm as it would look un-ladylike, even though I was internally starving.

"Let's eat then!" Leon exclaimed excitedly.

We had our lunch in silence, given that it was two in the afternoon already, though it was more like breakfast for me as I had just woke up. You couldn't really blame me for waking up late though, it wasn’t like I had my phone to set an alarm.

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"Suicide Squad."

"X-men,"

"Suicide Squad,"

"X-men."

"Suicide Squad!"

"X-men!"

I could hear Leon and Noah arguing in the lounge over which movie we were going to watch. Noah wanted to watch Suicide Squad while Leon wanted to watch X-Men : Apocalypse. Meanwhile Slade and I were getting the snacks from the kitchen. We returned to the lounge and they were still arguing like little children.

"I wanna watch Suicide Squad, it's an amazing movie bro!" Noah said, trying to justify his point.

"I don't care, I wanna watch X-men!" Leon yelled at him.

"We're watching Suicide Squad, end of discussion." Noah stated firmly.

"Oh you wish. We are watching X-men." Leon replied.

This was getting nowhere. I looked at Slade and he just shrugged at me. Seriously he seemed like the only decent one in their group. Although I liked Leon's funny and lively nature, he was too childish. Lars is decent. My mind said. Then I remembered our incident in that room where we almost kissed. Okay, he was joking but still, our faces had been only a few centimeters away before I had turned my face. Real decent. I replied to my inner voice making sure only the inner me heard it this time. That thought about Lars made me blush crimson.

"X-Men!" I was broken out of my thoughts by Leon yelling at Noah who was now standing beside me. I didn't even realize when Noah got there. A pillow then came flying at 500km/hour and I forgot all about the blushing when it hit my face.

"Hey! What the hell was that for?!" I screamed at Leon who was looking at me innocently, before he burst out laughing. He laughed his a*s off while I stood there glaring at him. I thought for a second and a smirk crept onto my face when I saw his eyes were closed. I tip-toed towards him while Noah and Slade looked at me with amusement. As soon as I got to Leon, I whacked the pillow on his head as hard as I could, wiping that grin off his face. He was shocked by my sudden move and I held back my laughter, quickly moving away from him before he could properly register what had happened. Noah and Slade started laughing as loud as they could, purposely trying to piss Leon off, and Noah even started rolling on the floor holding his stomach to add more effect.

And they both succeeded, because Leon's next move was to whack Slade with another pillow.

"What the hell was that for?" Slade yelled, while Leon shrugged at him. Noah started laughing even louder than before which earned him a whack from Slade.

"Hell yeah, fight!" Leon yelled at the top of his lungs.

"More like pillow fight," I corrected him laughing. And then all heads turned to me.

"Oh yeah!" They all screamed in unison. "Pillow fight!"

Okay, s**t.

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