The player that stole my heart

Well, you're good at guessing

Chapter 1

Paige's P.O.V.

One month later

It's a month ago i got broken up with and I won't lie Alex really made me another person. A more self conscious person. Now every time I look at my self in the mirror I can only think about what is wrong about me. Why did he think I was ugly?

Before, I thought I was pretty. I would even go for beautiful, but he have destroyed my confidence. And he did it with 8 words. To fuck the ugliest girl in the room. And now I can't stop hearing anything else than his stupid voice whenever I look at my self in the mirror.

Every morning Lizzy calls me beautiful, cause she can probably also see a slight difference in my way of being. I am more lazy. Doesn't go out that much and she hasn't really said anything about it, so when she comes to me and say that It's time for me to get out of bed and party i get shocked.

"What?" I ask her hoping i heard wrong.

"You heard me. You have been sad all the month, let's party. I miss hanging out with my best friend at a party. I need you, Paige. Pretty please." She looks at me with dog eyes and I have never could say no to those eyes. "Pleeaseeeee."

I look at her defeated. "Alright." And she lets out squeel.

"Yes, yes, yeeees." She jumps on the floor, but then stop and looks at me with an weird look on her face. "I am gonna make you the hottest girl at this party." She takes my hand and drags me out of my comfy bed.

I groan, not happy about leaving my bed. "Liz, Do..." Before i can say more she put her hand on my mouth to shut me up.

"Don't say a thing. You are the prettiest girl i have ever seen. And tonight I am gonna make you believe it. Don't even dare to fight back." She looks at me with a serious expression on her face and i shut up and let her do her thing. 

Before i loved when Lizzie did my makeup. I always felt pretty because she was so good at doing it and it gave me confidence. Confidence I clearly need right now.

She gives me a natural makeup, with mascara and makes smokey eyes at the end. When i look at my self in the mirror i feel pretty but then those 8 words come back. To fuck the ugliest girl in the room. And I look at all my faults. Like how my nose isn't as buton as it was before in time and so on.

I know it's stupid, but I just can't stop overthinking.

Meanwhile Lizzie found an outfit I could wear. When i see the clothes on my bed I don't know how i feel about it. The clothes is sexy, but I don't know if it will be sexy on me.

"Girl, come on, try it on," she says, giving me a big smile.

I smile back and try it hesitantly on. When I get it on, my best friend whistles and says "Damn, you're hot babe, I would totally change my type from guys to girls If you weren't like a sister for me."

I smile and believe at her words. I decide not to look in the mirror, cause that will make me self concious and i actually feel hot right now. And i don't want to ruin it. 

When Lizzie is done getting ready we sit in the car. She drives. I can hear when we are getting close to the party, because of how lowd the music is. When we park and get out of the car the music gets louder. How can these neybours take it?

When we get inside Lizzie drags me to the dance floor and slowly i begin to move my body to the music. Every worry i have just flows away. We dance in a long time, when two boys come to us and dances with us. First I start backing away, but then he says something. "Whats up, Blondie." 

I frown and turn around. And there he stands. Mason Prescott, looking hotter than ever. "Don't call me that."

He gives me a smirk looking damn hot. "I'm sorry, beautiful, but maybe I would stop calling you Blondie when you tell me your name." I don't know why, but the fact that he calls me beautiful makes me smile and I tell him my name.

"Paige Stanton," I say smiling.

His eyes lock on mine and a shiver goes down my spine. "Paige," he acts like he tastes on the name. "I like it. It suits you."

"Thanks."

"Your welcome, Paige. My name is..."

"Mason Prescott," I finish for him. I slap my self mentally on my head. Why did i do that? Now his ego is gonna get bigger than the sun.

"So you have heard about me," he asks with a grin on his face. "How delightfull."

"No." 

"No?" He looks at me like he's holding his laugh. "Then how do you know my name? Did you just guess?"

"Yes." I say before thinking.

That makes him laugh. And I feel his laugh places I didn't know existed on my body. Hes so addictive. "Well, you're good at guessing."

I blush. "Thanks."

He says something but I can't hear it because of the music. "What?" I shout.

He leans forward and whispers in my ear making me shiver. "Do you want to go get a drink?"

I think about it and decide to let loose tonight. I haven't been out that much this month. I have just worked and gotten to class, nothing else.

We go to the bar and he gets a beer and i get a Piña Colada. When we get our drinks a girl, shorter than me comes driectly to us or actually directly to Mason and totally ignores my existant. "Hi baby, do you want to go upstairs?" she asks him with a cat look.

And knowing what she want to do with him makes me look the other way and... I don't know what it is I am feeling but I don't like it.

He looks at her apolegitically. "Nah, I can't. Maybe another time." I don't know why but I just spin around walking away from them. I really don't like this feeling. Is it... jealousy? No, no, Paige Stanton do not get jealous over a boy she just met. Actually i have never gotten jealous, but right there I wanted to push her of him. 

"Paige!" I hear him shout my name, but I just keep walking away. Why did I feel jealous when i only just really met this guy?