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leila loreto's pov

after a few minutes we started the game again, hoping jack johnson would come through the door.

"leila did you hear a word i just said" nathan laughed. no, i was thinking about poor johnson you nitwit.

"uh sorry no, repeat it please" i smile lightly, to pretend that my mind isn't completely distracted. 

"have. you. lost. your. virginity." he repeated slowly.

"oh uh no" i say looking down, my cheeks turning really hot. then i hear a slam of the door.

"heyy ggguyss" jack johnson giggles as he stumbles into the room. ok but how long was he gone for? i get up putting my arm on his back and shoulder helping him upstairs. the boys are talking but i dont listen, trying to get johnson up the stairs. he managed to get fucked up in an hour.

"heeyy leila yourrree so beaautttiffull" he says grabbing my hair and touching my face.

"aw thanks jack, heres something to drink" i say, grabbing the water. no drunk man wants to be sober. he's mumbling something about how he's done drinking but then he drinks the water and lays down on samuels bed. i stroke his arm, until i hear light snores coming from his mouth. samuel comes in and smiles.

"hey thanks for caring for him" he says scratching the back of his neck, nervously.

"oh uh its no problem, ive taken care of many drunks before" i laugh softly. 

"yeah i never meant for johnson to get hurt or anything" he admits.

"its really sweet you care for him like that" i smile, looking behind me at a sleeping jack johnson. i just wish samuel would care for me the way i care for him. he can be an asshole sure but i know he has a good side. i mean i just saw it, i want that side to come out more often.

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