The New Kids' A Player (Unrevised Version)

The New Kids' A Player: Part Fourteen :)

What’s up people?! I don’t think you guys are ready for what’s coming next. Lets do this! c:<

Song: Situations.

By: Escape The Fate

(This song is not really relevant…not really...kinda. But it’s a good song! :D)

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~Heather~

After breakfast, I walked Ryan and Zack to the door.

“Nice seeing you again, Heather. It’s been, what? Two years?” Ryan smiled.

I smiled back and nodded. “Just about.”

“Well, hopefully I’ll see you again soon.” he hugged me. “Zack loves you.” he whisper into my ear. “Don’t break his heart. Please.”

I smiled again and pulled out of the hug to look up at him. “I know. And I won’t. I promise.”

He nodded. “Good.” Ryan waved and walked to the car.

Zack slid in front of me and leaned on the door frame, with a smile on his face. “What’d he tell you?”

I bit my lip to hide the smirk. “Nothing of relevance.”

He leaned down and put his forehead to mine. “I want to kiss you.” he put his hand on my neck and pulled my face forward. “So bad. I swear it’s driving me crazy, Heather.”

I shivered. Damn it…It’s just something about skin-to-skin contact with Zack, that drives ME crazy. “Then why don’t you?” I whispered back.

He smiled and hugged me. “Because you’re still shocked every time I touch you.” he kissed my check and started walking backwards to the car.

“Ughhhhh.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re such a tease!” I yelled behind him.

“That’s the idea.” he smiled, winking at me, as he continued walking to the car.

That kid.

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“New plan. Right now.” Jessica hissed when I got back into the living room.

I cocked my head to the side. “Why?”

“Because apparently,” she turned her phone around to show me a photo of Blake and some red head making out on the hood of his car. Contact said it was from Kyle. Go figure. “HE’S STILL FUCKING OTHER GIRLS!” she yelled.

“Son of a mother fucking bitch!” I screamed.

“Exactly why we need a new plan.” she signed. “I think your game is a bit off.”

I whipped my head around. “Bullshit.”

She shrugged. “I mean, two years ago you would have had Blake wrapped around your pinky finger by now.”

“It’s just taking me a little longer, Jess.” I rubbed my temples.

“Or maybe you’ve just lost your touch.” she sat on the couch and crossed her arms. “Hevs, play the game, and play it well. Or don’t play it at all.”

“Jessica Ann Clark.” I leaned down in front of her. “Have you forgotten who I am?”

She sighed. “You’re Heather Nicole Cruz. The girl who can make any guy fall for her, and can take any player down.”

I nodded. “Damn straight.”

She stood up to come face-to-face with me. “Well then get your goddamn head in the game, or YOU’RE the one that’s gonna get played.”