I felt this pit at the bottom of my stomach when i saw Nathan walk away with his feelings hurt. That's not what i wanted. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but i went with my heart.
I looked up and saw that my brother looked at me with pure digust. I didn't mean to make anyone mad i just wanted to have a fun time. I looked at Amber and she gave me that reassuring look telling me that everything was gone be alright. That was until Lucas whispered into her ear and grabbed her hand and they went to the car. What was that ? I thought she had my back.
"Hey it's gone be alright." Connor says grabbing my chin and bringing it to meet his face.
I looked into his eyes and felt like everything was gone be alright.
*Lucas POV*
I walked in the house with Amber right in front of me and slammed the door shut. I was so furious at my sister for doing something so stupid.
"Maybe you should give her a break, she was only doing what she thought was best."
"Maybe you should go home." I said being sarcastic
"Fine, maybe I should."
And once Amber said that she got up and left. UHH ! Nothing is going right for me tonight. I need a drink. I decided to call Nathan and see if he wanted to go get some drinks. And he did.
This was going to be a fun night.
I woke up the next day to the sound of my sister slamming my door open.
"What in the hell is your problem ? Have you lost your damn mind ?"
"Get out my room." I say still mad at her from last night.
"No. I know you're having problems with me but don't take it out on Amber."
"What are you talking about ? and stop yelling."
"Are you hung over ?"
"Why is that your business ?"
"You are my business and You reek of Alcohol. I bet you don't even remember what you did last night. "
"What are you talking about ?" I say lost.
Once I say that Lauren pulls out her phone and shows me a picture of Casey and I making out on Instagram. OH SHIT ! What have I done.
"So I take it as you got mad that Amber stuck up for me, so you went an got drunk and slept with Casey."
"I would never do that to Amber."
"Well this picture says otherwise. You have my bestfriend at home crying her eyes out over you. "
"Im a make this right. "
"Good luck with that." My sister say walking out my room.
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My Football Player
Teen FictionLauren Foster is basically the flirt of Thornwood High. Just because she's a flirt doesn't mean she's a hoe, because she's not. She only slept with one guy in her 17 years on earth and the guy left town after he got what he wanted over a year ago. S...