Y/n POV:
Me and bailey arrived at the party as soon as we walked in the door she was off to find a drink i wasnt much of a drinker myself so i just had a sprite.
TIME SKIP
im so bored baileys been gone for an hour im just gonna leave ill text her when i get back to the dorm. I arrived back at the dorm trying not to wake phillips i dont want to deal with his bullshit tonight i creeped in being as quiet as possible "so y/l/n where have you been" he said not taking his dark brown eyes off his book "oh fuck up phillips i know you waited up for me" i teased "no i didnt you bitch" "yea sure" we then broke out into an argument commenting on the most unerelevant things
"Oh yea well atlest" you were cut off by a pair of lips smashing onto yours your lips fit perfectly against his you pulled away shocked lost for words but it felt so good so you immediately pulled back in connecting you too again the kiss was heated and passionate like we had been wanting this forever.He picked me up by the thighs and placed me gently on the bed my hands tangled in his hair my makeup smudged and both of our clothes has been tampered with. he suddenly pulled away from the kiss "im sorry y/n i shouldn't have done that its late and were both tired" he said "yea im like super drunk anyways i probably wont even remember in the morning" I was hurt and no i wasn't drunk i just had to make up an excuse i walked into the bathroom holding back tears why did i feel like this why did i want to cry I've hated him since 6th grade and now i want to cry over him no im not gonna let that happen. I got into the shower thoughts racing through my head. Did he do it to shut me up? Did it mean something? I finished getting ready for bed i tried to sleep but i just couldn't i kept replaying it over and over i called out "phillips" but no response
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Johns POV:
y/n was getting ready to go out somewhere i hate to admit it but she looked amazing her dress looked so good on her it was flattering and showed all her curves and complemented her gorgeous y/e/c eyes her soft silky hair looked perfect i dont even want to start on her makeup. Why was i thinking about her like this? Ive hated her since the 6th grade.i asked "where are you going goody two shoes"
She replied "none of your business asshole" and pushed me out the way
TIME SKIP
its now 1am where is she. I continue to read my book i hear the door creek open i can tell shes trying to to wake me up "so y/l/n where have you been i asked not taking my eyes of the book even though i really wanted too "oh fuck up Phillips i know you waited up for me" she teased i responded "no i didn't bitch" but really i did i was worried about her i really did care but i couldn't show it "yea sure" she commented. When then broke out into an argument stating the stupidest things "oh yea well atlest" i cut her off kissing her our lips fit together perfectly she pulled away with a shocked expression on her face she immediately pulled me back in connecting us again it felt so good it was heated and passionate like we had been wanting this to happen forever. I picked her up by the thighs her legs wrapped around my hips i gently placed her on my bed not breaking the kiss her hands were tangled in my hair her makeup was smudged and and our clothes were both tampered with. I suddenly pulled away from this kiss this is wrong what have i done "im sorry y/n i shouldn't have done that its late and were both tired" she responded "yea im super drunk anyways i probably wont remember in the morning she looked sad but i didnt want to point it out i could tell she wasnt drunk either her lips tasted like strawberry not alcohol.
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