I Want You

Chapter 7

Lennon.

"Shit, shit, shit." I curse while quickly tugging a shirt over my head.

I slept through my alarm for cheer practice and managed to also miss my first class of the day and if I don't hurry up I won't make it to my second. What the hell did Xan put in that Ramen? I slept so good last night. Too good apparently.

I yank my phone from its charger shoving it in my back pack, fling my strap on my shoulder and sprint out of my room. I freeze as I step into the hallway, the sight of a dark brown ass greeting me from the kitchen. Hips thrust fast and hard into my best friend who's bent over our kitchen table. She's screaming and I don't blame her because it looks like he's trying to fuck her through the table. I slip into the bathroom relieving my bladder, washing my hands and brush my teeth faster than I ever have.

I slowly exit the bathroom, so I don't disturb Ace and Tayen. I try my best not to stare at Ace's ass as I quietly tiptoe across the room and decide I don't need my jacket today since it's hanging over one of the chairs at the table Tayens currently getting fucked on, and gently close the apartment door behind me.

I make it to class on time, frozen from the lack of my coat and also a little turned on thanks to the live porn in my apartment. Tayen knows my schedule as well as she knows her own, I'm not usually home at this hour so I'm guessing they assumed they had the apartment to themselves.

I find myself zoning out repeatedly during class no matter how hard I try to focus. When class is over I check my phone to see an angry text from my cheer coach Valery about missing practice, even though I've only missed three practices the entire three years I've been on the squad and the other two I was legitimately sick. She tells me I have to come in and run the drills on my own after I'm done with classes for the day, which doesn't sound too bad after freezing my ass off in nothing but a long sleeved shirt and jeans.

I've blamed Xan for waking up late all day in my head, the longer I think about it the more annoyed I get. I stayed out later than I should've, I was flustered after he noted my surprise when he mentioned he should walk me home after we ate. Then I had to see Ace and Tayen going at it this morning and okay... I admit it made me a little jealous. With all the touching we've done Xan hasn't even tried to go that far with me, why? I thought that was most peoples goals when hooking up.

I've built it up so far in my head that by the time I'm done with practice I'm fuming, my body nearly vibrating with anger. I don't even bother changing out of the compression shorts and sports bra I wear for practice, instead I stomp my half dressed ass all the way to Xan's house. I don't know if he'll be there but here's to hoping.

I bang on the door with my closed fist like I'm the police. Am I being rational? No, I'm not. Am I going to turn around and walk away? Also no.

The door whips open. "What the fu—"

"You!" I shout jabbing Xan in the chest.

"Me?" He questions in confusion.

I push my way past him and drop my duffle bag on the floor.

"What did you put in my food last night?" I ask with a hand on my hip as he shuts the door.

"What do you mean? You watched me make it, you know exactly what I put in there!" He snaps, obviously offended.

"I slept through my alarm this morning. I missed cheer practice, which is mandatory to attend for my scholarship, then I missed my first class and almost missed my second."

He scowls. "How the hell is that my fault?"

"Because!" I scream but then fall quiet.

Now that I've shouted at him a little I already feel better and don't really remember exactly how I thought the rough start to my day was his fault.