Got back from Spain. So here is the next chapter. Thank you for reading. I am so surprise that I have 17 votes on this because it is so bad and crappy. I don't really have another story finished so I thought I would put this up, and then the spin off will be posted. I hope you like this and thanks for reading :)

Kyle on the side

Rosie

xoxo

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Just before three in the afternoon, there’s a knock on the door. Anna’s eyes light up. I think she’s thinks that all English guys have sexy accents are charming and well, hot. Okay so, he maybe all of those thing, but Aiden is a jerk. There’s no question about it so, I wonder to the door and open it. Aiden stands there and he’s leaning against the door frame.

My heart increases in speed, and I feel heat rush to my cheeks as my eyes trace over him. He’s hair, is no longer in the small quiff he had last night, but he has the parting of his hair changed slightly. He’s eyes are looking directly at my face, but I can see he’s finding that rather hard. He’s in a checked shirt, which is hanging over his jeans that hang rather low. The sleeves of his shirt are folded over creating the shirt to be three quarter sleeve length. He looks sexy than I when I saw him last night and I hear a squeak behind me. I turn around to see Anna. Her eyes are on Aiden and I see from the corner of my eye that he’s smirking.

“Hey Aiden, I see you got here?” I say trying to get a little bit of sarcasm from my words, hoping to give the impression that I didn’t want him here. Although, honestly any guy who looks like him just makes you want to melt.

“I was thinking you would be staying in Mayfair, and for the record I think you should talk to your dad about getting a house there.” He says glancing around the room. I turn back around to face him and glare at him before saying.

“And I’m guessing you have a house there.”

‘Yes I do, I also have a house in Beverly Hills’, but no offence California freaking sucks. Its way too hot, that is why England rocks.” I notice that he’s holding a lighter and he walks past me and towards Anna, taking her hand and kissing it. I roll my eyes. I may have only been in England for a day or so, but I know that English people don’t great girls like that. Anna lets out a small squeak and I roll my eyes, in which she glares at me. He walks into the main room and I notice a packet of cigarettes in his back pocket. In his other pocket is a rolled up magazine, but I find my eyes landing on his ass. Which I have to say is mighty-fine. Anna grabs me and whispers so, Aiden can’t see.

“You better not mess up, I mean look at him. Just try and be the American Sweetheart who everyone knows and loves.” I follow Aiden into the living room/ kitchen and I see him stop in the middle of the room. He locks eyes with Matt, and I feel the tension between them is too large for the room. Matt walks towards him and holds his hand out, in which Aiden takes and shakes. I smile at Matt and feel my whole body relax, but Aiden pulls out the magazine and passes it to Matt. I watch him unfold it and his eyes run over the page before he says.

“Sorry mate.”

“Look, next time check the person background before attempting to punch them. Your cousin may keep threaten to put me in court, but I have a funny feeling she would never pull through. I on the other hand are very happy to press charges on you for attempting to well, kill is a too stronger word. Okay Matt?” He nods slowly and my eyes flicker between there expressions.

“Right let’s start again. As if last night didn’t happen.” Matt says and he almost looks a little scarred. This was a first, Matt never feels intimidated. The way he was standing made me think he was a little uncomfortable.

“Sure, now I’m going to show Isabelle London. Why you don’t meet us at the club later?” Matt nods his head but his eyes go to me. I know he is concerned about me, but I smile and shrug. I turn to Aiden and say.

“By the way. You’ve met Mason according to him.” Aiden nods at him and he raises his hand. “Nicole, who’s next to him his fiancée.” Aiden’s mouth clenches and he blurts out.

“One girl for the rest of your life. Good luck with that.” Mason rolls his eyes before pulling Nicole closer to him.

“That’s not nice. They love each other a feeling which I believe you don’t thinks real.”

“That is correct a work of fiction which authors write to make their pathetic lives seem a little better.” He snaps at me. Haley is staring at him and Matt looks a little amuse by his comments. Anna clearly wants me to go out with him but there is this moment that I know she wants wanting me to run the opposite direction.

“Your worse than Matt and I thought I would never say that. I guess Bella can calm him down. I wonder if you fall under the same category.” Kyle mutters just loud enough to hear. Aiden’s eyes flicker to him and I see him glare at Kyle.

“And, who are you?”

‘He’s Kyle, and is nice there is no need to be blunt because he has a point” Aiden nods at me and I then say. “And that’s Haley.” I say pointing to her. Aiden’s eyes go to her and he acts like a pervert by his eyes going over every part of her body.

“Nice to meet you.” She smiles but honestly I don’t believe she likes those words but she says.

“Well, you’re not making a great first impression, but then you can’t count on them.” I bite on my lip, attempting to stop myself from laughing. Haley doesn’t say a lot, but she always says rather blunt comments and if there not directed at you can be rather amusing, but if they are well, they can hurt you badly.

“She has a point.” I say, once letting out a small giggle, in which Aiden’s eyes flicker back to me.

“Right we are going.” He says placing his arm around my waist and stirring me towards the door. I feel my cheeks, again increase in heat. I’ve never felt like this because other than my friends I’ve never really let a guy touch me. I feel him pushing me along with him and we reached the elevator. Aiden eyes were not on me and I turn to face him.

“Aiden.” I say. He turns to face me and I bite down on my lip before adding. “Okay, so, why did you want to show me London? I just find it a rather well, weird request, and why me?” The corner of his mouth turns up and he places his hand on my shoulders. My eyes flicker to them, and again I feel my heartbeat increase.

“The shallow, more honest reason is that I always wanted to hang out with someone famous. The other is that your miss goody two shoes and my father adores you and so, maybe, just maybe. He would be happy of who I am.” I stand-up on my tip toes, slightly and rest my hands on his shoulder. I’ve move towards him, a little bit and I feel his breath against my skin. I press my lips to his cheeks and mummer to him.

“I guess we both have our daddy problems. Anyways I want to know London from a real Londoner.” The corner of his mouth turns up and I pull away from him and he says.

“You are very different to how I expected.”

“That’s a good thing right?.” He nods and I sigh in relief. He rolls his eyes and I hear the ping of the elevator as the doors open.

“Now do you want to take the London underground, the bus or a taxi?” I raise my eyebrows and shrug and say.

“I rather take a taxi.” He rolls his hand and I follow him outside and on to the pavement.

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My arm keep brushing past Aiden’s as we walk through the streets. I don’t where I was, and I thought that Aiden would get us to be dropped right where we were going, but he wants to walk a little. So, now I’m walking with a guy I barely know, through a city I don’t know and anything could happen.

I’m walking along a cobble street and we are weaving in and out of the many people. There were huge buildings with match pillars all, around me. There were people sat across from me, in deep conversation. I turn to face Aiden and I see a smirk cross his face and I say.

“Where are we?” My eyes go over the location and Aiden leaves a pause, a very log pause. He clearly doesn’t answer straight away become he likes me to get a little well a bit mad at him.

“Covent Garden, you’ll love it. Everyone does.” I have heard of Covent Garden, but ask me what it was and I had no idea. I found my hand grabbing on to Aiden’s, scared of losing him within the mass of people walking along the streets.

To the side of me were huge glass cases. They were along one side of the side and each glass case contained a Disney princess. The first was aria in her famous pink dress. The next was Bella. My eyes linger on her and I wondered towards the case to see Belle in her yellow dress and a huge smile on her face. I turn to face Aiden, who is looking down at me.

“Typical for you to go to this one.” I roll my eyes and hug him. His body tenses up. I guess he didn’t do affection he comes off as the person. He would just makes-out with girls and doesn’t was to having anything stronger than a hook up. I smile at him and say.

“This place is so, full of life and it’s like amazing. You maybe a jerk, but you are a sweet jerk.” He lets out a laugh and say.

“So, does Bella want a picture with Belle?” He ends the sentence with a smirk and leans closer to me. I feel his eyes on me and I nod slowly. He pulls his phone up and I lean against the glass window. I hold a piece symbol up with my fingers, which makes him laugh. He snaps a picture, and then shows it to me. “So, that okay?”

“Yes. I totally love it. I so, want this at my house back home.” He laughs and rests his arm on my waist. I place my arm on his shoulder and smile.

“We need to go the other way. I just had this funny feeling you would like the windows here. Princess.” I roll my eyes before letting him take my hand and drag me in the other direction. We walk into another square. Every building was just, simply beautiful. Yes I have to emit that they look like museums, but they made me feel so happy. My eyes went all over the cobble floor and to the many pillows which surround the square. My eyes land on the shop on my left and the name, Oakley.

“What do they sell because it sounds familiar?”

“It’s like a surf shop.” I look up at him and he smiles. “Let’s just walk around. If you want to go in any of the shops just shout.” I nod and my fingers entwine with his as I let him lead me around the square.

We were keeping up a light conversation and I found quite a bit about him. Once you got Aiden talking it seems like he never stops. His mother passed away giving birth to him and therefore it’s been him, his dad and his sister. His sister is in her last year of university and she should be finishing within the next month. I knew about his father, but Aiden was saying that his father expects him to be like him. Aiden has no idea what he wants to do, but takes a few night classes a week for a business degree. He told me that’s really only to keep his father happy and he rather get drunk and high every night. We had similar backgrounds as we both were often dropped at family friends houses to look after while our father’s work.

He told me about a few of his friends the only one which stuck was his best ‘mate’ as he likes to say, who was called Oscar Campbell. They’ve been friends since prep school, yes he one of those people. I refuse to go to private school when my father asked me. I wanted to mix with anyone and I feel that if I was in private school that people would think I was stuck up. I’ve never cared about how much money I had, and I do donate to charities. For my eighteenth birthday I set up a charity to help people in the USA who are homeless and struggle to eat. I think you should deal with the problems in your own country and then fix the others.

Apparently Aiden went to the top school in Britain, Eaton, but was thrown out after all three weeks for getting caught with cocaine.  He didn’t like it and felt it too stuck up so, he got expelled. He also told me that he has been expelled from four private schools; (although in England there called public schools) and three state schools. I never said he was a good boy, but he met Oscar when he was about seven, and they were both thrown out when they were twelve. He brushes over the reasons; I guess some of them he didn’t want to damage my innocent mind as he kindly puts it.

We came into another square and I look over a barrier to see the floor below. They were a few dancers, completely spins and tricks which got claps from the people watching. My phone began ringing and I pull it out and place it to my ear.

“Hello.” I say blocking the noise from the surroundings.

“Isabelle it’s me.” I hear my father’s voice at the end of phone and my face is pulls into a smile.

“Hey daddy. Is there something wrong?” Aiden’s eyes are on me and I’m glaring at him.

“No, no, no. Well its Matt, are you with him at the moment?” he says and I don’t think it be a good idea to mention Aiden because I can’t think that my dad would be too happy about it. My father wouldn’t like him because he is one the types of guys that he wishes me to stay away from.

“No, I’m in Covent Garden.”

“He still has the same number right?”

“Yeah, is there something wrong or are you still mad about yesterday?”

“Isabelle I’m more than mad. I know he likes to party, but that was uncalled for. Jonathan O’Sullivan is an old friend of mine and now Matt’s made me look bad. It hasn’t reached home and so, I have no control of the papers.” He says and I am a little confused maybe he would be up for Aiden as clearly doesn’t like how Matt treated him. I’d never heard the name Jonathan until yesterday so maybe our families were closer than I thought it would be.

“I know I met him last night. He really nice. He didn’t think you would remember him.”

“I remember people before the company took after, not so much now. So, you can see the problem and I rather you don’t go out until this has blown over. You’re going to be everywhere tomorrow and I really don’t need that.”

“I’m just doing some sightseeing, but I’ll go home in a bit. Bye daddy.”

“Bye.” I shut my phone. Aiden’s eyes were on me and he was saying.

“You didn’t mention that you were with me. You do realize that the press will have a field day tomorrow due to the fact your cousin tried to punch my guts out.” He says and I look at him my eyes going over his face,

“About that, his black eye.” The corner of Aiden’s mouth turns up and he says.

“That wasn’t me; it was his own fault. He tripped a hit the corner, it was rather amusing.” He says letting out a chuckle. I look at him a little annoyed by his words. I bite down on my lower lip feeling a little uncomfortable. I didn’t really want to be around him anymore and I had gone out with him and let him show me London but I didn’t really want to see him again.

“I better go home. My dad’s right I don’t want to be put in magazines.” He was checking his phone and I look up at him. He leans closer to me resting his arm around my waist. I didn’t understand why he feels the need to touch me the whole time, he clearly she wanted me to go and have sex with him.  I look right into his eyes and before I can carry on talking he says.

“You are too good of a person. Look Isabelle, I offered to show you around in hoping that maybe I could get you to relax. Stop being the daddy’s girl and take a few risks.” These words hurt, I didn’t like hearing them. I mean from my friends I was use to them but i didn’t know Aiden in any shape or form and he was telling I was boring and dull and I should go and have a life. Well I should go and enjoy it.

“I don’t want to get in trouble. I promised...” he crashes his lips down to mine. At first I’m in a state of shock. I never really had a proper kiss. I never had a boyfriend and so this was strange. I’d only kissed guys in a game of spin the bottle or if I was faking a relationship with some guy my dad wanted me with. I feel my body relax and I move my lips with his and stand on my tip toes finding it easier to kiss him. The blood flows to my cheeks and I move my hands on to his shoulder.  He pulls from me and mummers to me and says.

“See, that’s better”’ He smirks and I pull away from me to glare. I didn’t know what I had done. I let him kiss me and I like his lips on mine and they way the kiss made me feel and honestly I would want to kiss him again. I wasn’t going to say anything to him though.

“My dad’s going to kill me.” He pulls me to his body and whispers, sending shivers up my spine.

“I told you to relax now; it was only a kiss stop freaking out. Who cares what the world thinks?” He didn’t understand, he was a nobody when it came to the world. That sounded harsh but unless his father’s arrested he wouldn’t have got any attention. Matt had made him angry yesterday leaving him with a black eye.  Now he was getting his five minutes of fame and he’s clearly using me to gain more of it. What did he think he could get out of it? Did he think he could get something better than working for his dad?

 “Take me home. I don’t want to talk to you anymore. Aiden I’m not you. I like being clean and perfect and you’ve just messed that up.” He lets out a sigh, but slowly nods.