All Chapters of Bad Boy Next To Me (COMPLETED): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

**** Blake's POV As my eyes fluttered open I felt the warmth of her body against my chest, and automatically I smiled.  Waking up with her and going to sleep with her are the best parts of my day, so simple yet so complicated.  I heard her groan lightly as she was beginning to wake up.  "Hey baby." I said in almost a hushed tone.  "Hey." She said as she turned towards me with a smile.  "What time is it?" She asked as she yawned.  "6" I said laughing at her reaction to the time; she thought 11 was too early. 

****Samantha's POV “So what’re you going to do?” Kiefer asked as he handed me over a wet dish to dry.  “I don’t even know....” I said with a sigh.  “I want to tell him, because I don’t want any secrets anymore...but how do I do that without him thinking that I lied before? As much as it seems like I was lying I wasn’t... I seriously hadn’t thought about Luke like that in so long... I’m pretty sure he was with dozens of girls after me and I was okay with it....” I said.  “I know Sam.. so you're sure you don’t have any feelings for Luke?” Kiefer asked and I turned to him.  &ldquo

****Samantha's POV Blake groaned as the alarm clock went off and I couldn’t help but laugh.  I’ve been sneaking over to Blake's house for the past few nights because I didn’t want him to bump into Luke at my house.  “I’ve got to go...” I whispered and his grip on me got tighter as he groaned.  “Blake come on...” I said with a smile but his grip wouldn’t loosen.  “Someone’s going to walk in to my room in a few minutes and if they see that I’m not there they are going to flip out.” I said and Blake mumbled something under his breath as he pulled his arms away from me. 

****Blake's POV  It’s been a week since the first day of school and there was something about that Hunter kid that I didn’t like. It was a feeling in the gut of my stomach that made me feel there was something he was hiding.  Every time I looked into his piercing cold hazel greenish eyes I couldn’t help but feel like I’ve seen him before. That blank heavy stare, felt familiar... and that’s what scared me.  I’ve spent many nights of my past with a lot of drugs and a lot of drinks, there could be a chance I met this guy when I wasn’t very sober, but wouldn’t he say something?  I especially didn’t like the way he looked at Samantha, with interest and mystery. As if he knew

****Samantha's POV I could feel Blake placing soft kisses on my neck as I slept, it would have been very romantic and sweet if I weren‘t trying to sleep.  "Go away." I mumbled with my eyes closed.  "We really need to talk." I heard him whisper softly into my ear.  "What time is it?" I asked as I opened my eyes and saw that it was still dark out.  "3 am." he said and I pulled the pillow over my head attempting to block out Adrian's voice.  After we left the garage I came back to Adrian's to continue are romantic night. My body was sore and I was so tired, 

****Samantha's POV "So does my little brother know you skipped lunch to come see me? I don't think he'd me to happy." Alex said as he took a sip of coffee.  "No, and I'm hoping that we could keep it that way." I said as I sat across from Alex at the diner.  "Anything for you." He said with a smirk.  "So where have you been lately?" I asked.  "Around, trying to track the gang activity making sure they stay away from us." He said.  "And how's that going?" I asked.  "Good for now, hopefully it'll stay that way." He said. 

****Samantha's POV “I hate you...” I said when I walked into the very sketchy building and saw Alex standing by the front door with a smirk.  “I told you this wasn’t going to be easy,” he said and I just rolled my eyes.  I was exhausted. When my alarm clock went off this morning it felt as if I just closed my eyes to sleep.  “Shut up and let’s go...” I said and Alex let out a small laugh.  “Someone’s clearly not a morning person.” He said as I followed him into a bigger room filled with training equipment.  “What is this place?&rdqu

****Blake's POV I couldn’t help but smile as I watched Samantha sit back against the cold steel bleachers focusing her attention on the Sketchpad in her lap opened to a White clean page.  I watched her stare at the page intently for a few moments before she put the pencil to the page and began to draw.  I knew that her drawing was a good sign... it meant that she was happy...  “For some reason I love watching you sketch.” I said to her as she smiled with her eyes never leaving the drawing in front of her.  “I’m glad you can pencil me into your busy schedule Ms. Dela Vega.” I said and she quickly looked up at me puzzled. 

****Blake's POV “Blake relax!” Alex said as I paced back and forth in the living room.  “I can’t Alex! Did you see this?” I yelled with panic as I held the newspaper article up to his face.  “I did, but we don’t even know what it means...” he said.  “It means that someone’s trying to ruin my life... and digging up my past.” I said as I looked down at the paper in my hands, trying to ignore the guilty feeling consuming me as I read each word. Each word that killed me to look at...  Bringing up memories that I thought would stay buried forever... but I was wrong. 

Ever since this morning when I found out that Blake didn’t get home until this morning my thoughts have been all over the place. The only thing that helped me get through it was letting out all my anger and frustrations with Alex this morning. When I got back I went over to Blake's but he already left for work, and when I called him he just let it go to voicemail. I had no idea what this meant... It was crazy to think that just a little over a month ago Blake and I were in the most amazing place, physically and emotionally. We were madly in love, not like that changed but... we weren’t worry or running or even hiding... things felt normal. But of course as soon as we came back everything changes. A thought that hid in the back of mind that