The Badboy Is My Bully - Chapter 46：46

♡ L I L Y ‘ S  POV ♡

The car ride was silent, well except for the soft music playing in the background and my munching on the chips that probably has way more calories than I could count.

But that comfortable silence was interrupted by the chiming of my phone. I flew the packet of chips off my lap and searched for it.

I was hysterically looking when Niall being the kind gentleman that he is, pointed at my still ringing phone that was near my feet, covered by empty packets of snacks.

I gave him a sheepish grin before bending down to retrieve it. It was mom and I answered with a slight  smile on my face.

“Hey mom” I greeted her

“Where are you?” My mom’s soft voice asked

I looked at the scenery. I remember this place, it wasn’t far from home.

“We are approximately ten minutes away from home” I told her when we passed the elementary school I used to go to

“We” mom asked confused.

I slapped my hand across my forehead.

“Oh shit, I forgot to mention that I’ll be bringing company” I told her guilty for not giving her a heads up earlier

“Oh is it Asher?” She asked

My heart sunk when she mentioned him, I still haven’t told him about coming here. I snuck a glance at Niall to see that he was solely focused on the road. I’ll text Asher later

“No it’s not, it’s a friend of mine”  I told her

“Is it a boy?” She asked but this time her voice held amusement

“Yes mom but it’s not what you think” I sighed

“Okay Okay, well I’m home so just knock on the door when you arrive” She laughed. I heard the distant sound of the oven timer going off and I just knew my mom was baking my favorite cookies.

She always does when I’m coming to visit. It’s our way of bonding. We munch on cookies while we catch up with each other.

“Alright bye” I told her before hanging up

“Mummy dearest can’t wait to meet your future husband I see” Niall teased not taking his eyes off the road

I glared at him “Shut up”

We pulled over to a white wooden house. The paint was chipping off it and I wondered how long mom haven’t gotten it repainted. It wasn’t tiny or big but it was a comfortable size for at least four persons.

I got out of the car stretching my limbs and rubbed my numb backside. I bent back in to grab my duffel bag before closing the door softly.

Niall came beside me as I turned around to watch my home. Just looking at it brought back the memories of Asher and I.

How once when we were in high school, I stayed back to study in the library whilst he had detention that day. We were the only students in the school.

I was so caught up in the book I was studying that I didn’t realized the time. It was pretty late, dark out even and I thought I was all alone.

My house was a good twenty minute walk and I hated the idea of walking home by myself at this time. But when I got out of the school I saw that Asher  was also there.

He didn’t see me at first, his attention solely on his bike. But then my feet padded against the ground and the book I was holding onto for protection slipped and landed with a heavy thud against the concrete.

His head swiftly turned to the disrupting noise and saw me standing there shaking in fear. I quickly bent down to pick up the book and scolded myself for making him notice me.

His blue orbs looked at me then with irritation and I thought he would of left me alone. But whilst I started making my way home, trying to walk quick as possible I heard the nearing of a paddling bike.

I turned to my right to see Asher paddling near me with the same pace I was walking. It was now really dark and no one was on the streets, it was eerily quiet except for the paddling of the bike and my fast breathing.

His dark loose curly hair swept away from his face as the cool breeze blew it. His muscular  body tense as ever as he rode in a steady pace. He would glance at me once in awhile before focusing back on the road.

He was quiet the whole time and when I finally arrived home he stopped by the black picket fence. We both didn’t say a word as I entered my compound.

He waited for me to enter my house and I looked back at him from the window to see he started paddling back to the opposite direction  from my neighborhood.

He lived in a private neighborhood  where only rich and privileged folks were allowed. I was confused at his actions that night and I was even more confused when he started doing it everyday after school.

How couldn’t you see that Asher liked you?

A nudge from Niall got me out of my pleasant thoughts. I held the duffel bag closer to my body and gave Niall a convincing smile.

I opened the wooden gate and gestured for Niall to follow. Once I reached in front of the dark blue door I gave it a loud bang.

Knowing my mom she was in the kitchen at the back so she wouldn’t hear me, so I gave it a good bang until I heard the soft feet that was heading our way.

She opened the door slowly and peeked her head out first before allowing the door to be fully open. Her pouty lips similar to mine stretched out in a huge grin before she opened her arms out.

I ran into her warm hug and squeezed her until I heard a wheeze leave her mouth. She still smells of vanilla of home. I sighed in content as I took a whiff of her scent.

I pulled back to smile at her and squint at the white flour that was everywhere on her black tresses.

“Mom there’s flour in your hair” I told her and took a strand to dust some off

“Whoops, oh well” she shook her hair, maybe thinking that some flour would come out. She laughed before looking behind me.

“And this must be…?” She asked. Niall came forward to shake her hand.

“Niall at your service ma’am ” he told her respectfully. My mom smiled at his manners before looking at me

“What a charming little fellow” She said

“Charming my ass” I snorted

“Lily language ” She scolded her brown eyes glaring into my soul

“Sorry” I mumbled and put up my hand in surrender. They both laughed at me before my mom sobered up

“Oh where are my manners, come in, come in!” She rushed out before stepping  aside to let us in.