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samuel wilkinson
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i've never hated someone as much as i hated her. emilia rose. i hated her for countless reasons, some being:
- the way her ass and hips swayed when she walked
- she didn't need a man in her life to make her happy
- she knew how beautiful she was, but wasn't a bitch about it
- she knew how bad all the guys wanted her but didn't fuck with anyone

she didn't give a fuck about anyone besides her mom, little brother, best friend; triana, and the jacks. we only hung out because of the jacks, and tonight was friday, the night we always go to the club. the night i imagined fucking emilia until she couldn't walk. the night i wanted emilia more than ever. the night i hated her most.

emilia rose

tonight was the night! friiiiiiiiday. usually triana, the guys and i all go out to clubs and get wasted. yes... wasted. normally we book a hotel to stay in saturday night so our parents don't know. it was my week to book the hotel, it cost a fortune but it was gorgeous. and the club we planned on going to was about an hour away from home and next door to the hotel. great!

[time skip]

we piled into the jacks' limo. our suitcases were all piled in the trunk. the five of us were best friends, beside sam, he hates me for some unknown reason.

the whole ride, i felt sam's glare on me. all over my body. when i looked at him, he didn't even look away. he was one person away from me, i asked triana to trade spots and she gave me a confused look, but did it anyways.

"you have a staring problem." i said, under my breath to sam. "why are you staring so damn hard?" i whispered. he stared into my eyes. "you're creeping me out, dude." i rolled my eyes. we parked and got out of the limo. he coughed and came up to me. "you- uh- look nice." he said. i laughed. "you're seriously complimenting me?" i asked. "look, never mind. be a bitch." he said and began to walk away. everyone walked inside the hotel besides us. "sam- wait." i grabbed his arm. "don't fucking touch me." he growled. i jumped.

some wolf shit. what the hell.

"no, why?" i pulled him towards me. "why do you-" "i fucking hate you. you're a smart girl who's going to go sky high when you graduate next month. i hate you, because you don't give a fuck what people think. i hate you because you're the most perfect girl i met and you have zero interest in me. i hate you because i want you." he said through his teeth and he walked off.

i couldn't believe what he'd just said.

[time skip]

we were all getting ready to go the club. i booked three rooms. one for me and triana, one for jj and sam and one for g and his girl of the night. triana and i both wore tight black dresses and black heels, but hers were higher than mine.

we all got in the limo. sam has been avoiding me, but i sat next to him. "i won't tell anyone if you don't want me to," i said, quietly. he looked at me. "you don't get it." he whispered and looked away.

as we emptied the limo into the club, i smelt alcohol and fun. i walked to the bar, dragging triana with me. we were 17, but we were with jack and jack, we got what we wanted. "give me two of the strongest shots you got!" triana hollered. "yes, bitch!" i screamed. the bartender laughed and gave us two shot glasses and filled them with a strong liquid. i could smell the liquor. she counted to three and we downed the alcohol. it tasted horrible but felt so good.

after another round of shots, i was already wasted. i made my way to the dance floor and i spotted sam grinding on some bitch. "hey!" i said to the girl. "hop off my man," i said. she looked confused, so did sam. "yes, bitch. walk away." i flicked my wrist, signing for her to go away. she caught on and walked away. "what the hell, emilia." sam was pissed. "shut the hell up." i began grinding my ass on him. "what- shit." he groaned and i smirked. "you didn't give me a chance to tell you i felt." i turned towards him. his eyes fluttered open and i giggled. "how do you feel?" he asked, drawing his eyebrows together. i smiled and kissed him. he didn't pull away, he just pulled me closer, gripping at my waist. he pinched my ass, making me gasp. he took the chance to slip his tongue into the kiss. i didn't mind though. i was actually really liking this. electricity flew through my body when he picked me up. where was he taking me?

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short chap, but what's up chikas. i hope you all like this story. tbh idk how i thought of it, but yeah. :)