Bad Intentions

"Does it bug you?"

"Does what bug me"

"Does it bug you that I know you better than you know you?"


Peyton Andrews has parents that want her to be perfect. Has siblings that want her to be cool and friends that want her to be fun. But when she meets Asher she falls for him because he wants to her to be herself


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I was brushing my hair the next day. Last night with mom you could tell she was off her meds. She was clingy and emotional. But that's why we were here. We were here to make her feel better. I even gossiped with her about Seth. My mom liked Seth. He was sweet and smart and funny and adorable. She even offered to make snacks. Asher didn't even attempt to talk to me today. Luckily I didn't care.

"Peyton! Seth is here." I huffed and looked at the clock. He was early. I walked down to the living room and Seth was there looking casual. I forgot that he wore something other than out school uniform. He wasn't even wearing his glasses. Instead he was wearing black skinny jeans and a polo shirt.

"Hey, you're early." I said tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Sorry." He muttered. I took his hand and pulled him down the hall.

"Mom we'll be upstairs, okay?" I asked before opening the door to the attic.

"Okay, do you need anything?" She asked.

"Um, no not right now." I said climbing the ladder to my room. Seth followed behind me stood looking around.

"Nice setup." He smiled.

"Thanks, attic rooms is a hard thing." I said sitting on my bed and patting the spot next to me. He sat beside me and leaned back on one of my pillows.

"Have you seen Carrie?" I asked him scrolling through Netflix.

"Nah, I heard it was stupid."

"Well, you will love it. Regardless of the female blood and gore in the beginning." I joked softly. He chuckled and agreed. The movie played and there was no talking between the both of us. I felt fingers touch my hand and I interlaced mine with his. My head leaned on Seth's shoulder and before I knew it my eyes were fluttering closed.


"So how was your date with Seth?" Quinn asked as we packed our pool bags for the cookout. Quinn had left her hair down in intricate curls.

"It wasn't a date. It was two friends hanging out." I said walking out to the car and getting in the back seat of the odyssey.

"Oh of course it wasn't. Look, you've got this cute smart guy who obviously likes you and you've got this sexy bonafide man boy who makes you want to literally pee your pants."

"Asher Greene doesn't make me want to pee my pants."

"Then stop calling him Asher Greene." She smirked at me. I scoffed and ruffled my hair looking at my cell phone. Ethan was out for the month with his birth parents. You've gotta love spring. Mom and dad usually made us feel more special when one of us were gone.

"Okay, now the Greene's have invited us here out of kindness. Please don't be rude." My father said. He eyed me from the rearview mirror, warning clear in his eyes.

"Am I wrong for feeling like that was targeted towards me?" I asked smirking at my mom. My father sighed heavily mumbling something under his breath. The car ride wasn't long. Two blocks east of our house and we stopped at gate. The man guarding the gate had dark hair and pale skin.

"State your name and business." He said professionally. His voice was low and he spoke slowly.

"Andrews, cookout." My father said. The guard looked at his clipboard and waved us through. The driveway to the Greene's house was a long road with huge bushes that ran on each side.

"I feel like I'm in Narnia." Quinn whispered. I nodded in agreement. The whole setup was out of this world. The cobblestone road was swept and polished. The bushes were trimmed and in a height tall enough so you couldn't see the outside world. Each bush was individually traced with red roses. We parked in the drive way that had a statue of Athena in the center.

"Nice choice of emblem." I muttered. Mrs. and Mr. Greene were standing outside waiting for us I assumed.

"Welcome to Casa el Verde." Mr. Greene smiled as we all unpacked our car.

"We are glad to be invited. Ethan couldn't make it. He had a family meeting with his birth parents." My father said shaking hands as he pulled out our things.

In the backyard was literally the biggest pool I'd seen in a house. Did you need permits to have this much shit in one area?

"My mother wants to know if you'd like me to show you two the house." Asher asked. Water was dripping from his bare torso and his shorts were sinking low showing the ever so wanted v-line girls looked for.

"I'm sunbathing at the moment. Maybe another time." Quinn said going back to her nap.

"I presume you decline also?" He asked me.

"Actually I'd be more than happy to accept." I smiled softly. He nodded and walked ahead waiting for me at the screen door. The inside was even more gorgeous than the outside. Tan colored walls and hard smoke wood floors. It was more lofty cabin than house. We walked down to one side of the house. In the center was a granite table with hardwood chairs all around.

"This is the dinning room. Around there is the kitchen and further down is the living room." Asher said pointing further and further down one hall. I nodded and watched as his back muscles moved with each step he took.

"There are 4 full baths and 3 half baths. 3 guest bedrooms, a study, and a library. Would you like to see the library?" He asked turning around swiftly to face me. His eyes locked with mine momentarily and he cocked his eyebrow.

"If we have time." I teased.

"I just assumed you'd like to spend the least possible amount of time here so you could continue hating me." He said no emotion in his voice.

"I don't hate you." I said staring back at him. His eyes went from their hard cold grey to a softer tone. He chuckled humorlessly.

"Peyton Elizabeth, Why don't you like me?" He asked not letting my eyes stray from his. I didn't have a reason. Being shitty to him was honestly for no real reason.

"Well, then." He said looking down to my body and then back up to something just on top of my head.

"Can I ask you a question? Not about your hatred for me." He promised turning around.

"If you wish." I said staring at his back.

"With what exactly were you busying yourself?" He asked.

"Seth, my lab partner came over to hang out." I answered. His shoulders tensed but then relaxed as he walked off. I didn't care to ask. But why did he react to me?


"Well, my mom will flip if I don't associate with you." I chuckled talking to Asher after eating. He was splashing his feet in the water and watching the ripples.

"You don't have to pretend for them. I'm pretty sure anybody can figure you out." Asher said coldly.

"I shouldn't have snapped at you the other day. I just don't like people-"

"Does it bug you?" He asked eyes never leaving the water.

"Does what bug me?" I ask him. He pauses looking at his feet splash the water.

"Does it bug you that I know you, better than you know you?" He questions.

"No, but I know it bugs you."

"Why do you think that?"

"Because you are someone who can't stand being wrong."

"I have no problem being wrong." He said finally looking up. "But about this. About you. I'm most definitely not wrong."

"You'd better hope." I said getting up from my spot. I walked over to the side of the pool and jumped in. The cold water encompassed me. It surrounded me and pushed me to the bottom of the pool. I burst in the air and gulped a breath of air. I swam to one side of the pool and back. When I looked up Asher was gone and in his place was a letter.

xx Thanks for admitting I'm right xx

I read the messy scribbled hand writing closely. It's words were closely identified with that of a female's. I pulled myself out of the pool and grabbed the note walking to grab my towel. Asher was sitting by my family laughing. Maybe he was trying to tell me something.


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