Fuck You

Chapter 25

I'm not writing on what I normally write on so if there are more typos than usual, that's why. It's still edited though.

Word count: 4,317
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Emilia
"Come onn," Rio whined as he sat on the tub watching me do my hair.

"I'm almost finished!" I said. "You're so impatient."

"I was ready thirty minutes ago and I started getting ready after you," he said.

I glared at him through the mirror. I put on some lipgloss and turned to him. "I'm ready!" I rolled my eyes, smiling at the look of relief on his face.

His eyes raked my body before meeting with mine again. "I love when you wear dresses," he said.

I smiled, I know he does. "I used to hate them, they grew on me." I said looking down at my dress. It was short of course, I don't wear long ass dresses they're ugly. It was strapless and navy blue, it did my figure justice because sometimes dresses makes you look a little square even if you aren't.

"I love that color on you," he said as I followed him out of the bathroom.

"When don't you love blue or black?" I laughed.
I sat down on the ottoman at the end of the bed then put on the black, strappy heels.

Rio wrapped his arm around my waist a pulled me against him. He leaned down and placed a swift kiss on my lips, then my jaw, trailing to my neck. His hands slid from my hips down to my ass, squeezing before sliding them under my dress.

I quickly gripped his wrists. I felt him smile against my skin. "No, we need to leave," I said. "And you only love when I wear dresses because they have easy access."

He shrugged. "It's a party, you can show up anytime." He said. "That's true, but also because they show your shape and curves."

I hesitantly removed my hands from around his wrists. He lifted my dress so it was bunched up at my waist. "I love this color on you, you'll have to wear my sweatshirt again." He said, referring to my panties. They are lace white ones, like his sweatshirt.

I smiled at his words as he tugged at them. His hands kneaded my ass softly, the cold rings touching my bare skin as he left nonstop kisses on my neck. I'm sure he was leaving marks.

He pulled my dress back down and pulled away from me.

"Rio," I whined because he was teasing me.

"What? We're going to that stupid ass party aren't we?" he asked. He tried convincing me all day to not go.

"Ten minutes?" I asked.

He smirked. "That's all I need," he said.

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"You know it's a party for Nicole right?" he asked as we walked up to the door of their house. It was open, the music was already loud from here. People were scattered outside, I can already tell there are a lot of people here. This is no where near like the last party, it was just Rio and Eddie's friends. I think I rather it that way. I don't talk to any of them unless it's because I'm with Rio or Eddie, so I wouldn't call them my friends.

My heart dropped at the thought of Emory being here. It completely slipped my mind.

Rio held my hand as we walked through the door. Surprisingly there weren't that many people in the living room, still a fair amount but not packed. The people on the lawn added to the population and there were probably people in the backyard and kitchen.

"Emilia!" Mandy's voice filled my ears. I looked over at her on the couch with Justin. I smiled at her, she looked gone already.

Rio stayed standing away from them, not bothering to approach them. I walked over to them, Rio following me since he refused to let go of my hand. Mandy's eyes followed our hands. I saw her smile even wider before leaning back against the couch and snuggling into Justin.