The player that stole my heart

Blondie

This is what some of yall have been asking for so here it is<3

Prolegue

Mason's P.O.V.

When I wake up, there is a girl in my bed. What the fuck? I don't remember a thing from yesterday, in fact i can't even remember this girls name. Who is she? And why is she sleeping in my bed? Even if i fucked her yesterday I always have one rule. 

We can fuck, but no sleepovers. 

Every girl i have been with or am going to be with have and will know this rule. I never forget telling a girl the rule, not even when I'm drunk.

I get up from the bed and look down at the girl. She is naked. I have 100% fucked her. And she's hot, with her long tanned legs and her brown hair. 

I look down at my self and see that I am naked too. I find some boxershorts and some joggingpant and put it on. I go to the side where the girl is sleeping and shake her, to make her wake up. 

She slowly opens her eyes. "Whhet yug whnt," she mumbles. 

"Wake up," I say irritated. "You have to go."

That seems like getting her attention. "What?"

"I said you have to go. Now." 

She looks at me confused as if I am talking Russian or something. This girl is getting on my nerves. But she gets out of the bed without talking to me. She just looks at the ground while taking clothes on. 

I go out of my room and give her some privacy. Hopefully my roomates are not awake. I get out to the kitchen and take a glass of water.

A few seconds later the brown haired girl gets out of my room and comes into the ḱitchen. "Uhm... I'm just gonna go," she says uncertainly.

I shrug. I don't care what she does. Just she leaves. When shes out of the door I let out a sigh of relief. Good shes gone. I have never let anyone sleep in my bed. Yes i have fucked a lot of girl on it. But no one has ever been allowed to sleeo on it. And I don't like that there is girl that has slept in my bed now. I may even have to buy a new one. 

The reason why I am not letting anyone sleep in my bed is because it's my place. I love having my own place. It's a place where i can relax. Feel safe. Be safe. Just feel free. I don't know how to explain it, but I just don't like the fact that a girl has slept in my bed. 

Jake, my roomate and bestfriend, comes into the kitchen and have a satisfied smile on his face. "Good morning, bro."

I frown. Why is he so happy? "Good morning." I look at him while he drinks some water. "Slept good?" I ask him.

"Yeah. What about you? Did you get some?" Some means a girl to fuck. And I guess I did even tho I can't remember it all.

I nod. "What about you?" 

His smile gets bigger. "Did i get some? Bro, I always get some. And she was hot, I can't even tell you how hot she was." He exhales.

"Good for you." 

He frowns. "What's wrong?"

I shrug. "Nothings wrong."

"You want me to believe that. I have known you for 7 years, I can tell when somethings bothering you, come on, tell me."

"I let a girl sleep in my bed."

"What?! Was she good or something?"

"No or I don't know. I can't remember it. Atleast not it all."

"Oh. Did you at least fuck her again?"

"No." Why didn't I think of that? She slept in my bed. I could at least get something out of it, but i guess thats too late.

Jake gets up and starts making pancakes. He makes the best ones. I don't know if he just one day tried to put something in it that made it taste good or it is just good luck everytime he makes them. But damn they taste good. Nobody and I mean nobody has ever could make them as delicious as Jake himself. And trust me, we have all tried. 

"That must suck. Do you have classes today?"

"Yeah. Don't you?" I ask him.

"Nah, I'm gonna skip. Go help my parents with the farm, you know."

I smile. "Alright, bro. Have fun."

"I will."

***

I am gonna be late. When i get to school i park my car and get out. Looking at the clock I can see I am already late. I walk into the building and is about to turn to right, when a girl walks into me. She drops all her stuff. She says 'sorry' really fast and get down on her knees and picking her things up. She looks like she is in a hurry. I am too, but something about her just attracts me.

I get down on my knees and start helping her pick her things up.

"You don't have to do that," she says. Her voice is sweet. Like honey. And I don't know why but suddenly i feel the urge to know her name. 

"Don't worry. I want to." I can't really see her face that well, but I'm pretty sure she blushes. 

She gets up and stands and I do the same. And there I see her face. Her really really beautiful face. Cause waow. I hand her, her things. Shes gorgeus. Her eyes are green, she has long blonde hair and the sexiest body I have ever seen. And I have seen many. "Thanks," she says.

"No problem, blondie." Blondie? What the fuck, Mason, why did you call her that? 

She looks at me offended. "Don't call me that. Maybe I should call you, brunette, how would you feel about that?" Wow, that girl has some balls.

Before I can say sorry, she looks at the clock and starts walking like we never talked. She is clearly in a hurry.

I gotta do something. I can't just let her go without at least knowing her name. "Whats your name?" I ask her shouting. 

"In your dreams," she just says and walks around the corner. And then she's gone, but now i have a mission. I gotta find out what her name is.