Distracted || 5SOS Fanfic

P. 14

I keep my shirt on top of my bikini and take off my shorts when I get in to the water. I was too insecure to just have on a swimsuit, especially with Holly nearby. She's too perfect: she is like a walking Barbie.

"Nice of you guys to join us," she spoke with a fake squeaky girly voice. "I'm Holly by the way." She smiled as she introduced herself to me, "I'm Ashton's friend."

Friend. Right. I highly doubt that. I bet she su-- I catch myself. I don't know her. She could be a nice person. Sherry, be nice.

"Sherry," I smiled and gave her a friendly wave. "Cute top by the way!"

"Oh thanks!" She looks down at it, "it's an old one, I bought it a while ago from Triangl."

I look at the top again, her boobs are fake. There is no way her boobs are that big and perky and that her stomach is that flat. I am such a hater. I couldn't handle her.

"I'm gonna go swim out to that floaty thing down there," I started my way there. I needed to get away before I say or do something stupid.

"I'll come with," Ashton joins along, "I'll race you?"

Why is everything a competition with these boys, yet I go along with it?

"I won," Ashton claims.

"Yeah, by barely a second," I catch my breath.

We held on the post to keep ourselves up and look back at everyone on shore.

"You and Holly seem to get along well," Ashton mentions. "She's a great girl."

"Uh huh," I said carelessly.

I was uninterested in the topic about her and I didn't want to talk to Ashton either because he was talking about her. I didn't want to look at him.

"Are you getting jealous?" Ashton smirked.

"About what?" I asked defensively.

Was it obvious?

"Of Holly? Who else?" He raised his eyebrows.

I looked him in the eyes, "no." I knew I lying and he probably knew it too.

"Sure, sure--"

I snapped, "why would I be jealous of her?! Because she's pretty, thin, and blonde? Because she's with you and you two are having soooo much fun? Well I'm not."

What came over me? I don't get this irritated unless I'm at home being pestered by my siblings.

"You're jealous," Ashton laughs, "do you like me? I mean--"

I cut him off, "not at all. I hardly know you. In fact, I think I kind of like Mikey."

I didn't know what I was saying. I was just annoyed. I like Mikey, but I don't think I like him that much to have a relationship with him. What am I doing?

"Oh," he eases off, "well Michael is a good guy."

He is, but I don't have feelings for him.

"I'm swimming back," I tell Ashton.