bad boy kisses (completed) ✔

13. Chase be the sass Queen.

"The sun goes down, the stars come out, and all that counts is here and now, my universe will never be the same, I'm glad you came."

—Glad you Came by The Wanted

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[ S O P H I A ]

"Ash, you gotta talk to him. If you won't talk to him how'd you ever know what he feels about you? Huh?" I question Ashley, who's practically bawling her eyes out.

"I hate him." Is all she says before crying again. I let out a frustrated groan, Ashley and Sean are totally a no-no if she keeps up this attitude of hers'. I was currently at Ashley's place, in her room, telling her to talk to Sean. But Ashley being Ashley, refused to do so.

She said that she won't talk to him unless he talks first. I mean, that's typical crap if you ask me. The talking first thing never goes right. Just know that.

"What if he never wants to hear from me? Have you ever considered that?" She yells, "Not everyone has a posh boyfriend to toy with!"

I gasp, did my best friend really say that? "How--how could you say that?!" Words fall effortlessly from my mouth even before I can process what I'm saying.

"You heard me! Sean won't ever love me hell even look at me the way Nash looks at you! Yes, Nash! Not Max! It's just so fucking stupid, all of this!" She throws her head back, sobbing.

Me? Oh I'll tell you what I was doing. I was practically hanging my mouth so low that it could be touching the ground. "What did you say?" I gape at her. Is this girl really my beat friend? The one who was supposed to help me in all matters of life but is being an ass to me instead?

Yeah, I don't think she holds the title of my best friend anymore.

"Yes, Nash. Sophia, are you seriously so blind to see the way Nash looks at you? Huh? Has it ever occurred to you that he likes you even a little bit? Tell me?" She lectures.

"Nash loves you for the love of God! It is that obvious! Fuck, why are you so blind to see it Sophia?!" Now she is telling me to lay my eyes on Nash, right?

Oh, let me just rephrase that for all of you, Nash River Collins, my boyfriend's best-friend since childhood.

"You know what? For once you should stop being jealous of me! Literally, you are so annoying. Yet, so frustrating. You're my best friend, how can you say all the stuff? Know what? I think we're done." I yell and storm out of the place, leaving her breathless to say something.

"Sophia..."

"No! Shut the Fuck up. Shove this shit in someone's face who actually cares. That's not me." I yell and barge out of the place.

I start walking home. If you can even call it a home... actually. Where am I gonna go now?

I see a figure passing by and I realise who it is in an instant, "Chase!" Ugh, just the way his name makes me want to punch the asshole.

He stops, turning around, "What are you doing here nerd?"

"Rude. Anyways, I was hoping if you could just--"

"Does this involve being nice with you?" He holds up a finger, silencing me. I gulp, I so fucking hate him.

"Um...yeah kinda. Bu--"

He cuts me off again, "Nope," he says popping the p. "Not gonna happen Clarke," he smirks and pulls his back pack over his shoulder and starts walking.