teenage fever || ashtray fanfic

10. Tension

Scarlett's POV:

Ashtray and I talked for a while and he continued making me blush, laugh, and smile.

He offered to get me a drink so I asked if he could bring me a White Claw. "Really?" He asked. It looked like he was trying to keep a disgusted look off of his face.

"What?" I laughed. "Nothing." He shook his head. "You don't like them?" I asked tilting my head slightly.

"Not my thing. I'll get you one though." He smirked slightly. "Thank you." I smiled.

He looked at me before waking away and going to the cooler. When he came back I thanked him again and he nodded.

We clinked our drinks together and we each took a sip. "I don't know how you don't like these." I looked at him, taking another drink.

"I don't know how you like them." Ashtray shrugged with a small laugh.

"I want to dance!" I caught Gia's attention. "Dance with me?" She eagerly grabbed my hands, and we laughed as we danced to the music.

"Let's go!" I laughed putting my drink down as she dragged me away. We both danced to the music, feeling the rhythm.

I moved my hips seductively and touched my hair not having a care in the world. I was laughing with Gia but I could feel a pair of eyes burning into me.

I look at Ashtray and I smile signaling for him to come over. He laughed and shook his head earning an eye roll from me.

He continued to watch me dance and I decided to mess with him just a bit. I shook my hips more than I would've, and I touched my body more than I should've.

After a few minutes I felt a pair of hands grab my waist. It was a guy, he was pretty cute, but I had Ashtray in the back of my mind. Gia put her thumbs up with a wink, giving me the green light and reassurance I needed.

I smiled at him though and allowed him to dance with me. I began moving my hips onto his body and we danced in sync.

I looked over at Ashtray and his jaw was clenched as he took a sip of his beer. I raised an eyebrow, knowing I had gotten to him.

A few more minutes passed by and Ashtray was gone. He wasn't in his chair anymore but I could see his beer on the floor.

As I began wondering where he went I felt a strong arm pull my hand away from the guy I was dancing with. 

Ashtray.

"Hey!" I started to say, but he interrupted me, demanding, "What are you doing?" His jaw clenched, and he tightly held my waist.

"Dancing," I sassily replied. "Oh really? Because it didn't seem like it." he responded coldly.

"Well, that's what it was, Ashtray." I said, crossing my arms. "So you flirt with me every time we meet, and then suddenly you grind on some motherfucker?" His voice grew louder.

"I'm single. I can dance with whoever I want. It could have been you if you had just danced with me." I shot back.

"I don't dance." he replied, moving closer to my face.

"Well, you better start learning." I said, lifting my chin slightly and walking away.