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eleven: agitate.

Makayla's POV

as we pulled up into the parking lot of what I had learned during the drive was gilinsky's apartment, that we were crashing into because vanessa had a spare key.

as we made our way to the apartment, vanessa unlocked the door and we all grabbed spoons, sitting at an island, opening the ice cream.

"fucking sammy." vanessa mumbled under her breath, staring at her phone screen.

"him, again?" kendall rolled her eyes.

"who's sammy?" I curiously asked.

she sighed, "about a month into when jack and I announced I was his girlfriend, he flirted with me constantly, but not in a cute way, like a perverted, cocky, way." she explained, and I nodded, gesturing her to continue, as kendall and I ate ice cream.

"one night, he somehow got my number, and he keeps flirting with me." she rolled her eyes. "and I haven't told jack because I don't want him to beat his ass, or he won't believe me cause he's one of his closer friends... I know he's a nice guy somewhere behind all the.." she waves her hands around in the air, thinking of a word to use to describe him, "the cockiness." she finished, and I chuckled.

"I always wanna punch him, or attack him but vanessa won't let me." kendall said.

"what a shame." I replied, "can I see a picture of him?" I asked, and she nodded, going onto her phone, getting out a picture of him. she showed the phone screen to me and my eyes widened.

"he's hot." I said, and she rolled her eyes.

we continued talking, we laughed; having good times. but what I couldn't tell if the laughs and smiles were real or not.

hayes' POV

"so where are we going?" I questioned, my anger simmering down.

"well, they were at the grocery store, but they obviously left, so we have to figure out where they could've gone, whose house, apartment.." johnson trailed off.

"how do you know they were at the grocery store?" I asked.

he then went onto his phone, and showed me a photo of her and vanessa on instagram.

her hair glowed in the light, but somehow still looked dull, a hurt look in her eyes covered by fake smiles.

this girl was the definition of perfection, and I let her slip from my grip when I kissed savannah.

a fuck up is what I am, but what's new?

"where could they be?" gilinsky questioned, sighing.

"doesn't vanessa have a key to your apartment?" johnson asked.

"fuck." he paused, "i forgot about that, let's go." he said.

he went miles above the speeding limit to get to them.

once we got to the apartment, I hurried to where the entrance was and waited as gilinsky opened the door with his key.

we heard talking and laughter, so we kept quiet as we slowly walked in.

"yeah, he's a total asshole." I heard makayla say.

"he does all these things to you, why do you go back to him so many times?" kendall questioned.

"because I love him." makayla replied.

knowing they were talking about me, I looked at all the guys whose eyes were wide.

"you're in deep shit" nash mouthed to me, and all of them nodded.

"well hello ladies." gilinsky walked in, us following.