Misunderstood

7 | Roman

I decided to go to a party tonight with Samuel, Angelo, Nate, and David. It's pretty packed, and there's been a lot of girls trying to talk to me but I'm really into Liv. Some of them are hot, but honestly that kiss on the cheek has me questioning everything. Do I actually have a shot?

The four of us were sitting outside, consumed in our conversation, smoking a joint. I've never failed a drug test but usually for weed coach lets us slide. I don't smoke a lot but I figured, why not? I'm laughing at something Angelo said when suddenly, I feel someone come up behind me.

"Guess who?" Feminine hands cover my eyes, a familiar voice behind me. But it's not Liv and that's all I can register so I pull away quickly. My eyes widen in shock.

"What are you doing here?" I'm panicking just a little.

"I missed you, plus Samuel said there's a party you guys are going to tonight, and I wanted to come too." Sarah smiles at me, before pulling me into a kiss.

I pull away quickly, making sure no one saw that. "Sarah, you can't just kiss me. We're not together anymore and I'm kinda seeing someone."

"Is it official?" She raises an eyebrow, crossing her hands over her chest, which pushes her boobs up just a little, making it easier to see down her shirt. I look away quickly, not wanting to be tempted. I have a tendency of thinking with the wrong head.

"Not yet, but I really like her." I admit.

"Well, all I'm hearing is you have a crush and you aren't getting any, so why not entertain me one last time?" She steps closer, and I step away, bumping into Sam.

"My bad, bro."

"It's okay," he laughs, looking between Sarah and I.

"Rome," Sarah whines, "just one more night. She won't have to know. It's not like you're doing anything wrong."

"It would be wrong." I correct her.

She stops coming closer, narrowing her eyes at me. "Wait a minute," she thinks. "Are you seeing fucking Josephine?"

"No-" I try to lie, but only because I don't want her causing problems for Liv.

Sarah laughs loudly, "you totally are! That's why you asked me about her!"

"Sarah, it's not like that, we're just friends."

She runs her hand down my chest, stopping at my belt buckle and moving closer. She stretches up, whispering in my ear. "I'll tell you what, you fuck me good one last time and I'll leave you alone. But if you're not going to give me what I want, I might have to go say hi to our sweet little Joseph."

"You're gonna leave her the hell alone," I grit my teeth.

"You're sexy when you're mad, ya know?" She kisses my neck. "Come on, Rome, what's the harm in one more time?"

"Sarah, I," she kisses my lips and cuts me off, tangling her fingers in my hair so I can't pull away.

"Please, Roman," she begs, pulling back slightly. One of her hands slips down to my jeans, rubbing me over my pants. "I don't want to have to beg, but I will."

"Fuck, Sarah." I groan, getting confused. What I like and don't like is her ability to get what she wants.

"One last time, baby. Then I'll leave you and your precious Josephine alone." She promises, kissing my neck again and beginning to whisper in my ear. "I came with no underwear just to make it easier for you."

Fucking hell.

"One last time?" I pull back to look at her. She nods with a seductive smile. "Let's go."