My Cowboy

Chapter 10

"What would you do if something disgusting slept in your bed?" - C. I've currently locked myself in my room, as soon as Jerkface uttered the words about the sweatshirt being his I made a gagging sound before bolting straight up to my room. I ripped the sheets from the bed and threw them in the washing machine, with a lot of detergent, because, how else would all his disgusting... things, go away? I mean, I'd never sleep in the sheets after him.

"What happened? What slept in your bed?" - E. I texted Elize as soon as I finished changing the sheets, because I'm scared all of it won't go away by just washing them.

"A disgusting pig, aka Jerkface #1, best friend of my brother, QB and Zach Rivera, that's what!" - C. How could Nate do that to me? I mean, he's my brother, he shouldn't allow guys to sleep in my bed, and definitely not one of his best friends!

"What did he do to make you think of him as something disgusting?" -E.

"Well, lets see, he groped me at the club, slept in my bed without my consent and then he talked degrading to me, assuming I can't protect myself but need Nate for it. Oh, and the fact that he almost kissed me, just after he said that I can't protect myself, and he did it to intimidate me! I mean, how much of a jerk can one be?!" -C. I explain everything he's done to me to Elize, but then I realized that it probably wasn't such a good idea to tell her about the almost kiss-thing, but oh well, too late now, I shrug.

"He almost kissed you? OMG! What did you do? You do realize that that's probably the dream of all of the female population here in Texas, right? You're so lucky, I wish it was me!" -E. And, I were right, of course all she care about would be the kiss. Remind me again, why did I even tell her that! Oh, right, I were stupid.

"First, after all I just told you, that's all you can think about? Damn gurl, like, what's in you mind, really? And second, yes he almost kissed me but I shoved him away and sprinted out of the kitchen to find Nate, to ask him about the owner of the sweatshirt I found in my bed when I got home and the second after I asked him the jerk came in and told me it was his, like, eew, he slept in my bed, I'll probably get sick or something. And all of the female population of Texas, like, really? What about the old women, married women and me? And the children under the age of 12?" -C. Seriously, this girl need to get her head together, I mean I've only known her for a month and I can already tell you that she's mental.

"Aww, don't be mad *pout* I can't help if I think the idea of kissing him is be hot, like really hot. And you were in the kitchen, were you backed up against the kitchen counter? Because that's totally hot! And okay, half of the female population of Texas then, and I don't believe you, like, you have to think it would be hot making out with him! Or, on the other hand, I can imagine you nit thinking it, I mean, I swear to God you're mental! -E. I groan, why did I even text her? And if anyone's mental it's her!

"Honestly? If anyone's mental it's you, hun... And yes, he had me backed up against the counter, but it wasn't hot! -C. Like, how can she even think that? Just the thought of it being hit make me want to puke.

"Nah, I think you're the mental one, hun! But I still love you, so don't worry, I'll visit you in the asylum! And how can you not think it's hot to be backed up against a counter by the hottest man walking this earth? Well, except for Dave Franco, tho..." -E. I smile, only she can change the topic from being mental to Dave Franco in one text message.

"Hell, yeah, Dave Franco is like a hundred times hotter than any other guy and like thousands of other guys are hotter than Jerkface! And you still haven't answered my question! What would you do if something disgusting slept in your bed?" -C. If she doesn't answer my question now, I swear to God I will kill her!

"Two words, you're wrong! And I don't think I can answer that question when the "thing" you call disgusting is the 2nd hottest person in the world!" -E. God, she's hopeless, I'm starting to regret telling her about him sleeping in my bed and I definitely regret telling her about the almost-kiss-thing.