Chapter 6

A/N: The majority of this story will mainly be from Liam's point of view. It is his story. However, once in a while I'll include Rose's point of view to show how she is feeling, what she thinks about him, etc.

Rose's P. O. V.

My life at the Laverne Resident was hell. I was being watched by my grandfather's stupid Slut secretary Linda at all times. On top of that, I was expected to take over his company which was the last thing I want to do. Doesn't that old man know his company will be doomed forever if I get my hands on it?

Just when I thought things couldn't any worse, he walked into my life. No, scratch that, he didn't just walk in, he was practically shoved down my throat. That ugly motherfucker, Liam.

Okay, I'm lying. He wasn't ugly. Far from it. With his soft tousled dark brown hair and piercing grey eyes, he was kind of cute. Almost too cute to be a guy. But annoying all the same.

When he gives me that stupid grin with those irritating dimples on his cheeks I just want to strangle him. He was always smiling. What the fuck is he so happy about anyway?

I thought he was a total wimp when I met him. Sure he looked tough with his muscular physique but he gave out a soft, friendly vibe which made me think I could push him around and make him my bitch boy. Which was why I was in utter shock when he barged into my bedroom and forced me to get ready for work. No-one ever dared to do that to me. Not even Linda. I'll make him pay for that!

Then the incident with Mason happened and he showed his angry side. I hate to admit but I enjoyed seeing that side of him. He was not some weakling. I had to swallow my pride and thank him for helping me. But that doesn't mean I want a nobody like him around me 24/7. What was grandpa thinking to hire this rando to shadow me like this?

I wasn't particularly mad about what happened with Mason. I mean I already knew he was a douche bag. But pulling that at the party was dirty, even for him. Am I really that insignificant that he thought he could use me however he pleases? If the dimples didn't show up I would've kicked him in the nuts.

And now I find out that Liam will be staying at the house right under my nose. What a pain. That means I get to see that stupid smile every day. Thanks a fucking lot grandpa!

Marissa called me to ask if I was okay. She was the only 'friend' I had who didn't annoy me completely.

Hey bitch! Are you going to the party tomorrow? she asked when I picked up the phone.

"Yeah probably. I hope that asshole Mason is not gonna be there after what he did to me," I said angrily.

I told you to stay away from guys like that but you never listen to me, Marissa whined.

"What can I say, I have a weakness for assholes," I laughed.

Oh, by the way, is that hottie coming with you? Your supposed bodyguard? She asked.

I remembered her eyeing Liam at the party and flirting with him. What a Slut.

"I guess so. He doesn't seem to have any intentions of leaving me alone," I said irritably.

I don't get why you are complaining. That guy is gorgeous. If you aren't going to hit that, do you mind if I take him off of your hands? Do you think I have a shot with him? Marissa giggled on the other line.

What a desperate bitch, I thought.

"I don't know Marissa, why don't you ask him instead of grossing me out?" I said. She was starting to get on my nerves all of a sudden.

Marissa chattered away for another half an hour about the most pointless things I didn't care about. I sighed as I laid on my bed. I could hear Liam moving around next door. Did he have to stay right next door to me? I bet that asshole old man did this on purpose. So Liam can be close to me and watch me like some creep. I have no privacy in this house.

I decided to pay him a little visit. Tell him not to get too comfortable because this is still my house and he is not welcome.

He was moving his stuff and unpacking. His eyes were so focused on his task that he didn't even acknowledge me standing right there in front of him. I cleared my throat to get his attention.

He looked up and smiled when he saw me. My heart twitched a little. No one ever smiles at me this sweetly. Just wait a couple more weeks buddy and I am going to wipe that stupid smile off of your face because that's what I do, I thought.

"Hey Rose," he said in a gentle tone.

"So you think you can just barge into someone's house and live off of their shit like a parasite?" I said in a bitter tone.

"Boss's order," he shrugged.

"I don't need a fucking babysitter," I snarled.

"How about a friend then?" he smirked.

Oh please, like I'd wanna be friends with this loser.

"In your dreams buddy boy," I grinned.

"Alright well, if you are done insulting me I am gonna go back to unpacking. I'll see you in the morning when I wake you up then?" he asked.

"I can wake myself up so no thanks. If you come inside my room and put your hands on me again I'll shave your head in your sleep," I glared at him. "Oh and I am going to a party tomorrow. I am assuming you are coming with me. But when you do, stay the fuck out of my way, got it?"

"Understood, anything else my flower?" he asked in a sarcastic tone. Stupid son of a bitch.

"Fuck off!" I said and flipped him off.

"You too, princess. Goodnight now," he chuckled.

Great, now I am even more irritated than I was before. Why did I have to come here and make a conversation with this jerk?