𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐧, 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧.

15 | bitter

"Nick..." Briarr starts, treading lightly "This is not what it looks like."

She pulls away from Clay and they both stare at the boy, who was smirking in front of them.

"Oh please," he scoffs, walking over to sit in Clay's gaming chair "I knew the whole fucking time."

"What?" Clay hisses.

"What?" He says nonchalantly "Did you really think I didn't hear you literally fucking in the other room."

"You knew this whole time!?" Briarr exclaims.

Nick chuckles "Oh boy, do I wish I didn't."

"Wait, so the next morning-" Clay gets cut off.

"Yes, yes I knew," he says, dragging out the word 'knew', "I was trying to get a reaction out of you, or a slip up or at least a confession!"

"A confession!?" Briarr yells "Nick please, what did you expect us to say? 'By the way Nicky-poo I shagged your new roommate last night, whom I used to fucking hate'."

"So you don't hate each other anymore?" He asks, grinning ear to ear and sitting back in the chair.

"Why is that the thing you picked up on out of all things?" She sneered.

"He's an idiot that's why, he literally said 'caught in 4k' when he walked in on us," Clay mocked, earning a snicker from Briarr.

"WHATever! Listen I'm just saying I totally endorse you guys as a couple," he divulged, putting his hands up "Unlike you and that Ollie guy."

The mention of Oliver made Briarr freeze up, she didn't know why, but she got extra nervous that he was mentioned in front of Clay.

She narrows her eyes "What?" She snapped.

"He sounds dodgy from what you've told me," he admits "Hey, do you still talk to him?"

Briarr hesitates, quickly glancing at Clay and then back to Nick "I do..."

Clay's brows furrow and he turns to her "Really? You still talk to him?"

She tenses, getting defensive "I- Yes! He's my friend of course I do."

"You met on a plane and he took you on a shitty coffee date, doesn't that say enough?" Nick adds on.

Briarr rolls her eyes "You know what? Stop acting like you know him, okay? He's a nice guy," she scolded, walking out of the room.

Nick snickers and looks at Clay "Well we all know about the nice guy act."

Briarr storms back, overhearing what he said "Don't act so fucking innocent!" She shot, aggressively pointing her index finger at him "As if you didn't pull a nice guy act in senior year to get in fucking Clara James' pants!"

Nick immediately stood up and stomped after her, yelling at her and bringing up things from her past too.

Clay stood alone in his office and exhaled with stress, slumping back down into his chair.

He looks down, realising he still had a hard-on from earlier, that whole time.

"For fucks sake," he mutters.

It became later in the day and Briarr had locked herself in the guest room, ever since she had an argument with Nick.

Ping.

Briarr groans and reaches for her phone, opening the new message she had received.

Leyna <3
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