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" if you wanted to touch me all you had to do was ask. " the corners of his mouth tug into a smirk, eyes trailing to where her hands worked tiredly at the fabric of his shirt. the shirt was a lost cause, though it didn't really matter. any upset over it was satisfied instead by the view in front of him. " nice to me? " spoken with a breezy laugh, his hands gently pawing hers away from his shirt. " too bad i like you better mean. "

as lana's palm pressed against his chest she tried to ignore the fact that it resembled a rock instead of anything remotely human, " you're actually so full of yourself, it's unbelievable. " earning a dramatic eye roll from her. and yet the second his hands closed around hers to stop the movement, the brunette found herself instinctively taking a step closer, settling between his legs. call it a reflex or just an excuse to linger within reach of his cologne. a light swat of the napkin landed against his chest before dropping it into his hands, " your turn. " eyes falling to the stain on her dress.

" are you dense? " the words are sour on her tongue, full of bite. they weren't together — not anymore, at least, so she didn't have the rights to jealousy. yet it doesn't stop the emotion from seeping through her veins until it detonated. " did you fuck her, david? "

and there it was, faux laughter filling the room as it escaped past david's lips. " i love it when your emotions get the upperhand. " elbows resting on top of knees, hands folded in front of them. he let the question linger, debating whether to speak truthfully or not. pro's and cons of his choices listed in his mind, " define ... fuck ? " trying his best not to let the smile that's begging to form on his lips pull through. he was enjoying her attention too much, even if it meant bickering like this.

〝   you   know   this   is   hypocritical   of   you,   right?   you   haven't   broken   up   with   him   yet   but   you're   yelling   at   me   for   dancing   with   another   girl   at   a   party?   nah,   i'm   done   with   this.   max   is   my   best   friend,   i'm   not   doing   this   shit   anymore.   〞

she had crossed her own boundaries , had promised herself she could do this. that she could have best of both worlds. but something inside jade snapped the second she saw his hand cupping that girls ass. " oh fuck you , felix ! " hands suddenly pushing his figure away from hers , despite wanting him close. " always acting so fucking innocent. "

olivia wasn't the type to play any games, especially not when she had eye candy offering her something quite interesting. type of woman who didn't beat around the bush and would let her intentions be known pretty clearly. and so with a simple shrug of her shoulders, she hopefully show miri that she wasn't a difficult person to be around. " life's more fun when you jump into the unknown , isn't it ? " taking two more sips from her straw to empty the glass, shaking it a bit as a sign that it was time to go. the brunette stood up, long legs already taking a few steps away from the other, " i'm just going to grab my coat and i'll meet you out front ? " she spoke over her shoulder before walking away, making sure to sway her hips the right ways.

“ keep it up and people might start thinking you like me. ”

" i spilled a drink .. messed you , and my whole dress , up. " lana muttered under her breath as she patted at his shirt with a wet napkin, " least i could do is help you out a bit. " eyes catching his before focusing on the red wine stain again. " don't let it get to your head, i'm just a nice person. "

" it's a yes or no question — did you do it? "

" do what, logan ? " voice steady, eye contact held. david knew exactly what she was asking him but he refused to participate in her childish way of communicating. " use your words. this isn't a guessing game, least not for me. "

“   seriously   ?   you   made   me   fucking   hide   under   the   bed,   how   much   longer   is   it   going   to   be   like   this,   huh   ?   ”

" oh my god , will you relax ?! " speaking through her teeth, voice slightly raised as she eyed the door. and yet, one look towards the male in front of her made kylie melt once again. " i thought you liked sneaking around .. " little pout appearing, taking a step closer. " so hot when you're all winded up like this. "

a scoff escaped leah's lips, " that's a funny thing to say .. " she started, head slightly tilted as if she was examining him. " considering you haven't returned any of my calls these past few days. " twelve phonecalls, to be exact.

"me having a few drinks isn't going to hurt me!" she argued, crossing her arms over her chest to pout. "can you just i don't know, let loose a little bit? you almost promised me a dance and you have yet to do so!"

thumb and index finger moving to pinch the bridge of his nose, squeezing his eyes shut for just a second. this was pure torture. as if he hadn't tried his best to stay away from her all night, seeing her in that outfit only made it worse. deep breath in, " alright. " stephen caved but yet shook his head, no point in arguing. " let's dance and then go home. deal ? " already taking ahold of her hand as the male led her towards the dance floor.

"why? tell me why it ain't working because i'm here trying." nyjah motions between them. the distance feels massive ever since she spoke those words. he doesn't want them to be true. "you got some other dude or what?"

whenever rachel felt like someone got too close, it was easier to push them away then to jump into the unknown. what if they realized she wasn't as great as they make her out to be ? what if she disappoints them ? words of her mother rushing through her mind, talks about how she's unlovable, no matter how hard she tried. when the one person who's supposed to love you unconditionally doesn't think you're worth it, then who will ? " don't even start this, nyjah. " a sigh, shaking her head at his question. " i just think it's better this way. "

he's been plagued by being perpetually awkward, entirely keeping to himself when it came to work. his tall stature hadn't exactly helped him stay under the radar, countless unfortunate conversations with people who had expected him to be full of charm. he had a crush on jade — he was sure most people did, the way she carried herself making it impossible otherwise. but it had felt like a dirty secret kept to himself until she was at his door. "i — well, that would be rude, wouldn't it?" he laughs awkwardly. admittedly, a bit of liquid courage sounded good right now. if he were any bolder, he'd suggest something strong. "okay," he breaths out, offering her a light grin and letting go of his hold on the door hinge, stepping to the side. "come inside."

" it definitely would. " agreeing with him was easier than begging for him to see her the way she wanted him to. until, the door opened and he finally gave in. act cool, jade. no need to rush things. " this is nice.. " complimenting his home as she walked past him, hoping her vanilla scented perfume lingered after her. " so .. wine ? " turning to meet his gaze as she held up the bottle, continuing walking backwards and softly hitting a small table, almost losing her balance. " shit, my god. i'm sorry. " turning around to check if the table was okay, typical jade.

genuine laughter filled the air between them as olivia laughed along, " don't talk down on yourself. it was a great compliment. " pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as the corners of her lips tugged upwards, glancing down at their hands for a quick second before wrapping her hand around cocktail again. " miri.. definitely works for me. " leaning back in her chair, legs crossing underneath the table. eyes scanning the others features, pretty girl. " i'm free right now. you ? "

sophie couldn't believe she was doing this. especially not with her best friend's ex-boyfriend. the tension between them had been clear ever since they had locked eyes the first time meeting each other. she had ignored it, for the sake of her dear friend. but they had been broken up now for over two months, that was long enough to not have to feel guilty about this.. right ? something she tried telling herself, though that feeling quickly disappeared when she was pressed between him and the wall. own hands wrapped behind his neck, noticing his body tensing made her press her lips against his shoulder, suppressing a smile that begged to form. the rush of getting caught thrilled her more than she'd like to admit. " nervous? " sophie repeated, a playful smile appearing. " think you're the one who tensed up though, not me. " eyes flickering to his lips as she talked, holding her gaze there for a second too long before meeting his light hues again. " i'm not nervous, fletcher. " nails softly digging into the back of his neck, pulling him closer so their lips brushed as she spoke.

olivia looked up when she noticed a presence near her, a genuine smile appearing on her plump lips at the compliment from the other woman. " hi artist.. " voice soft, " i'm olivia. " stretching out her hand, maybe a simple way of getting to touch the other. " only if i get to keep it. " taking a sip from her straw, keeping their gaze through her lashes, nodding. " i'd love to see you work. so, yeah. sure. maybe. when, though ? "

──── quinn had his headphones in, posture loose as he laid in his bed. laying in just his boxers mindlessly scrolling when something caught his eye. immediately feeling like he couldn't breath in those boxers. his hand slowly massaging his bulge letting out a deep groan, not even hearing his roommate knocking. "fuck," he mumbled before he noticed the door swing wide open. his eyes widen at the sight of his roommate on the other side of the doorframe. "jesus ── " he flinched. "w-what the hell are you doing? don't you ever knock?"

the relationship between kylie and her roommate had always been quite platonic, she thought. the type of male who she didn't look at in any kind of romantic way, despite finding him attractive. it just made it easier not to. but that didn't stop her from trying to get his attention every now and then. and tonight was no different. she had just gotten ready to go out, wanting his opinion on her outfit and so she knocked on his door. not waiting for an answer, swinging it open almost instantly, " hey quinn, what does this top s -- oh shit. " flinching at his reaction herself, eyes flickering to his hand before meeting his gaze, trying to ignore the urge of curiosity. wanting to see just how big he was. " couldn't you wait until i was out ? "

bridgett scoffed, backing away from him. "you're free to go if you choose! I'm gonna stay and have fun. have a shot or whatever!"

" bridge .. " his hand just about missing her figure as she backed away from him. she was going to be the death of him tonight. " come on .. i promised your brother i'd bring you home, safely ! "