Amelia looked at Shawn in disbelief

"Why would anyone do that?", she said, and Shawn shrugged his shoulders while moving his head from side to side.

"Wait what I am doing here? Did we?", she said hoping he would understand the question.

"Did we what Lia?", he asked in confusion.

Amelia raised her eyebrow at his stupidity and stood their dumb folded.

Shawn realised what she met, but decided to play along.

"Well", he said as he started making his way towards her from the entrance of the room. As he moved a step closer to her, she didn't flinch.

"If you think this is some PG-13 where I'll be scared of you coming near me, you are wrong", she said as Shawn moved the last step closer to her and stood right in front of her, his taller, broader figure hovering over her.

"Well, You were quite good", he said as he raised his right eyebrow at her and smiled the bad boy smile.

She looked at him, and gave a sarcastic smile, "It took you time to think of that"

Shawn realised his little act didn't work on her and he was quite surprised as he expected to meet a scared Amelia this morning.

Amelia moved to a side, and walked past him to the door.

Shawn smiled at the feisty little thing he had met.

"Where are you going?", he asked looking at her walk out the bedroom door.

"Ding ding I need to go back"

"In that?", he asked pointing at the loosely tied bathing gown in an obvious tone.

Amelia looked down at herself and felt embarrassed to have forgotten her attire at the moment was a loosely tied bathing gown.

She looked at him next and gave him an embarrassed smile. Then it hit her, why were her clothes changed.

"Why am I in a BATHING GOWN, and who changed me?", she asked politely coming near to the Shawn in an intimidating way.

Shawn took her seriously this time an opened his mouth to answer her.

"First of all, someone tried to open a jammed water tap in the lawn, and in the process, drenched herself", listening to this Amelia opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by a finger that Shawn had placed on her lips, "And second", Shawn spoke again,"The housekeeper changed your clothes, who was a female", he looked at her, removing the finger from her lips, and spoke one last time, "I made sure of that".

There was a seriousness in his tone for the first time Amelia had met him and no matter she had her trust issue, something about him made her trust this little piece of information.

She nodded her head at him and sat on the bed side trying to remember a thing.

"How bad was I?", she looked at the window in front of her as Shawn sat right to her, looking at her.

"We didn't......", Shawn tried to answer that in a dumbest way possible not really knowing what Amelia meant.

Amelia hit his head with her fingers lightly. "I meant after the whole spiked drink thing, or whatever it was".

"You didn't recognise me, then you got yourself all wet, then you got mad at me for telling you "I told you so", then you blacked out on my chest, in my arms", he said the last part like one would sing a song.

Amelia was surprised to here what he had just told her, but laughed at the way he made it seem so funny.

The two of them shared a look while laughing, and looked into each other's eyes for a moment. She found herself trailing her eyes at his lips and back to his eyes for a second.
It seemed like both of them felt something, but no one spoke anything about it.

Amelia looked to the ground, breaking the eye contact.

"Just for the record I didn't spike your drink", Shawn said out of nowhere to Amelia's surprise. And Amelia looked at him with suspenseful eyes, playfully.

She came closer to him, and whispered in his ear, "I know".

"So you trust every thing I told you?", Shawn asked.

"I guess", Amelia said.

"You are so damn innocent", he said getting off the bed.

"What if I'm a psychopath?"

"You don't seem like one"

"What if I've kidnapped you and I won't let you go?"

"I'm staying in the villa right next door for one, and second you've got a good vibe", she said with confidence looking straight into his eyes.

He agreed on the first part and after listening to the last part he couldn't help but smile.

He looked at her admiring her belief on her gut feeling. She was pure. Like absolutely pure.

"I should get going, my friends............"

"Absolutely, the clothes are right here", Shawn moved towards the one seater couch next to the window, where lay her dried cleaned clothes.

He handed her the hanger and stayed rooted to his spot smiling at her.

Amelia smiled back at him.

He smiled back at her in response.

She smiled back at him.

But before he could smile back at her this time she looked at him in frustation.

"What?", she continued,"Am I supposed to change in front of you now?", she said.

Shawn realised his foolishness, and placed a hand on the back of his head,

"I won't really mind", he said lowly as Amelia opened her eyes wide to look at him in shock,"But I guess should", he pointed towards the door.
He moved past her out of the door of the room, closing it behind him.

Amelia turned around and placed the clothes on the bed as she registered in her head what Shawn said a second ago.

"But if you want me to stay", Shawn said peeking his head from the door. Not letting him go this time, Amelia picked up the pillow from the bed and threw it at the door, but before it could hit his head, the door closed and the pillow fell to the floor after hitting the door.

Who doesn't love the feeling of dried cleaned clothes. Amelia was loving it as well as she descended the stairs of the villa.

The villa wasn't very different for the one she was staying in, the only difference being the furniture and the lighting.

She could smell bacon as she moved towards the kitchen.

She expected to meet a resort chef in the kitchen, but she was surprised to see Shawn wearing a kitchen apron, holding the frying pan with is one hand.

"You cook?"

"Yes, why are so surprised to see that, let me guess, you don't know how to cook, do you?", he asked playfully.

"Of course I do", she said with pride.

"I'll take a leave", she said, and she turned to leave the kitchen but her stomach decided to growl at that very instant.

"Breakfast doesn't hurt anyone", Shawn said as he prepared the 2 plates for them.

"They'll be worried", Amelia said.

"And you", he moved closed to her poking the tip of her nose with his index finger, while picking up the toasted slices of bread that were on the counter next to her, "are hungry", he said.

While Amelia had her own little battle in her mind whether to stay or not, she knew it would be rude on her behalf to refuse to the wonderful breakfast Shawn had plated for her.

"Come", Shawn said as he opened the back door of the kitchen and took the two plates out with him. Amelia followed him out of the door.

Amelia couldn't believe the sight in front of her. She never expected to see a swing set on the back deck of the villa.

"There isn't one in Bella's", she said as she made her way near to Shawn who was sitting on the cushioned seat.

"Well I got it set"

"It's peaceful", she said as she took a deep breath in of the cool morning air.

"And beautiful", Shawn said, Amelia nodded when she saw the hills in front of her, but she was startled to see that Shawn was looking at her, while he said that.

Thinking about this, her heart skipped a beat, and she decided to act all cool, and took the plate from his hand, before she starting savouring every bite.

"This is delicious", she said with her mouth full.

Shawn chuckled at her little act.

"What? I can't help myself", she said embarrassed.

"Well what can I say, the best chef in town made this", he said.

"Ohhh right, where is he? In the kitchen?"

Shawn chucked again.

This girl was smart.

And funny.

She is hilarious.

Dude she is a complete package of innocent and feisty.

This was all he had in his mind as he ate his meal.

They moved back inside after finishing the meal, and Shawn decided to walk Amelia out towards her villa. They said their good byes, as Amelia thanked him for what he had done for her.

Amelia moved inside the villa, as Tyler opened the door for her.

"Dude where were you? Amelia Claire, all of us here were worried about you. Your phone wasn't reachable and you weren't in your room the whole fucking night", he asked concenred.

Amelia couldn't help but smile at her best friend. She placed a hand on his shoulder in a process to calm him down.

"Calm down Ty, I'm all good see", she said as she smiled and took a 360 degree turn trying to act like a ballerina.

"First thing that came out very stupid, and second why are you all glowing today? Did you loose you virginity", Tyler said as he had his eyes all big at her, staring into her's to find even a per cent guilt, so that he could act up next. But when he found none he raised his eyebrows at her.

she raised her eyebrows back at him.

"What?", Amelia asked.

"I'm trying to read you", he said.

"Ty" she said as she moved up the stairs, while Tyler followed her.

"Don't you close that door on me", he said as Amelia banged the door right on his nose, the wooden door touching the tip of his nose like a feather does. He narrowed his eyes and moved back to his room shouting, "This isn't over yet".

Amelia smiled listening to this. She wanted to tell him everything but that would mean worrying him of the spike thing and she didn't want that, so she decided to dodge his questions for as long as she is able to.

Amelia couldn't get his image out of her head. All she could think was his eyes, Hazel browns, and his lips which seemed so kissable. She couldn't get his voice out of her head.
She thought about him.
In the shower.
In front of the mirror.
While wearing her little makeup.
While descending down the stairs.
Why the hell was she thinking about him?
But I guess that's how it all gets started.
Isn't it?

"Where is Bella?", she asked Jack as she took a glass of water that Tyler offered her in the kitchen.
"Not back yet", he said calmly.
"Dude I was interrogated  in the morning for staying out the night, and you guys aren't even worried about her?", Amelia said.
"Well she is Bella, you are Amelia." Tyler said.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean", she said narrowing her eyes at him.
"She usually does this, and she can take care of herself", Jack said.
"And I can't?", Amelia asked.
Right then Marco enters the kitchen.
"Amelia, hey where were you?", he asked hugging her like a long lost friend.
Amelia felt confused at his reaction.
"I'm fine Marco", she said moving away from the hug.
"This is what Tyler was taking about when he said you are you", Jack whispered in her ear.
Amelia raised her eyebrow at him.
"You are too innocent", he mouthed it to her as he moved past Marco and turned around while moving backwards in an attempt to go out of the kitchen with the mug of coffee.

Amelia made Marco an omelate as he had requested her with little puppy eyes that she couldn't refuse.
Tyler tolled his eyes at her while Jack prayed to the Almighty to help their friend, sweet, sweet Amelia in getting a little kickass.

The bell rang and in came Bella after a long, long night.
"Morning", Jack said as he closed the main door behind her.
"What is so good about this morning?", Bella snapped.
"Wohhh, someone woke on the wrong side of the bed", Marco said earning an elbow in his abdomen.
"Why do you do stuff like this, because at the end she always kicks your ass", Tyler said pointing at Marco and Bella, while Bella gave him a smirk.
"Who was he?", Amelia asked.
"You really think I know his name?", Bella said as she ran up the stairs to her room.

"Now you get it?", Jack asked.
Amelia narrowed her eyes at him, but nodded at the end.
"What are you taking about?", Marco asked digging in his omelette while everyone else in the room ignored his question.