your sitting on your bed staring at your phone. your debating on if you should call him or not. it had been a few days since dinner. you didn't want to call him straight away because you didn't want to seem too desperate. yes, you said you'd call him the next day, but we're you actually? no!
'i'm calling him. wait what if someone else is there with him? what if he doesn't answer me? what if he doesn't like me like that? wait we spent ten minutes making out what the fuck am i talking about, he's all over me. right?'
you press 'call' on his contacts and instantly regret it. "shit." you whisper right before someone picks up the phone. "hello? who is this?" a feminine voice answers the phone. 'your fucking joking.' you think to yourself, "uh, hi. Im Vita. Tom gave me his number a few days ago." you awkwardly say.
"uh, no. why would my boyfriend give you his number?"
and with that you instantly hang up the phone. 'are you kidding me? are you fucking kidding me? what the fuck just happened?' you think biting you nails, 'he's got a girlfriend. why the fuck did i even waste ten fucking minutes with that asshole?'
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"he's a fucking dick," you say laying on your bed facing the ceiling with Donna doing the same actions as you next to you, "fuck him. you should make him jealous," Donna says sitting up cross legged facing me as i do the same after her, "how? he's got so many girls up his fucking ass now." you furrow your eyebrows.
Donna thinks for a second, "let's go back to the club and you can dance with some random guy." she explains and her smile gets wider.
"what the fuck. that's the dumbest fucking thing i've ever heard. but let's do it." i say getting up.
"wear something hot," Donna says going to my closet, "omg this."
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⬆️ your outfit ⬆️
"don't you think it's a little much for clubbing?" you ask not wanting to cause too much attention, "do you want to make him jealous or not?" Donna asks putting her hands on her hips.
without another word you take the clothes and go to the bathroom to put them on and Donna leaves the room to get herself ready.
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you get to the club and walk in. you instantly feel the music in your heart, "how do we even know if he's here?" you ask and Donna points to Tom sitting on the couch in the VIP area, he's smirking and his eyes are trailing over your body.
you feel tense and take a deep sigh, "drinks?" you ask Donna and she nods. you ask for two shots of vodka and you down the first one, "can i get another?" you ask and the bartender nods, you slide the shot glass to him.
"another one?" Donna asks raising an eyebrow. "how else do you think i'm gonna get through this night?" you shrug.
the bartender hands you another shot of vodka and you down it again. "who do i dance with?" you ask Donna for advice. she points to a guy staring at you from the other side of the room, "fuck." you say getting up and walking over to him.
"hey," he says smirking. "hi," you smile, "let's dance" you ask grabbing his hand, "oh, uh-" you cut him off, "wasn't a question." you smirk and wink, which brings back memories.
you guys are dancing and you catch a glimpse of Tom staring at you and the guys dancing so you whisper in his ear looking flirty, "what's your name?"
"Luca," he smirks and you cringe at the name but smirk back at him to cover it up, which you did successfully.
you guys continue to dance and every two minutes you look behind Luca and right into Tom's eyes and every time he's still staring at you. he doesn't even seem like he's trying to hide it. he wants you to know that he's jealous.
you see Tom getting up and walking towards you, "we need to talk," he grabs your hand and leads you outside, "Tom, stop." you say trying to get out of his grip.
"what is wrong with you?" he pulls you outside, "you were all over me in the bathroom the other day!" he raises his voice slightly.
"what's wrong with me? why don't you go ask your girlfriend!" you start to walk back into the club with he grabs your hand and softly pulls you back.
"what girlfriend?" he asks making eye contact with you.
"the one who answered your phone when i tried to call you!"
"fuck," he whispers, "i had a girl staying over that night. she must've taken my phone while i was asleep!"
you scoff, "yeah, ok. what, i'm supposed to believe you?" you say crossing your arms.
right as you said that Donna comes out, "oh, sorry am i interrupting something?" she smirks, "no, your not interrupting anything." you start walking away from Tom with Donna.
Tom walks after you, "please, just let me talk to you, Vita!" he grabs your hand again and this time he doesn't let go. you spin around and lock eyes with him. "i would never do something like that to you."
"aww, really?" you say sarcastically. he rolls his eyes and let's go of you letting you walk away. you get in the car with Donna and drive away, still feeling Toms eyes on you.
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authors note! FINALLY SOME DRAMA HAPPENING. I've literally got no idea what to write so please comment!! also tysm for all the reads!
