arabella
"matt, share the fucking ball!" i yelled, trying to jump to hit the volleyball, which matt easily hit first cause he was taller.
"grow, then we can discuss that option." aaron teased from the back of me.
"i hate you all." i huffed, swimming under the net and going on shawn, nash, hayes and taylor's team.
"traitor!" matt yelled, making me stick my tongue out playfully.
"you're so immature." nash mumbled.
"excuse me?" i asked, whipping around to look at him.
"you act like you're three, we don't want you over here either. you're gonna make us lose." he added.
my eyebrows shot up and i laughed,"like i was gonna make you lose money? but look how that one ended up." i shot back, shaking my head and climbing out of the pool.
"you're a fucking dick." hayes said to nash.
"it's not my fault she can't take a joke or two." he said back.
"it's not my fault that you're being petty cause you're a fucking dumbass who screwed his friends and the girl he was talking to over because mahogany offered you a low quality fuck." i said, cutting hayes off.
my words made all the guy's eyes widen, and nash looked mad that i put him on blast like that. i walked out, turning the corner to go to the elevators.
suddenly, my back was pressed against the hallway wall, and i was looking into bright blue eyes.
"what the fuck was that?" nash asked angrily, holding me still.
"the truth?" i shot back, taking in his appearance.
he looked good, his jaw was clenched and his eyes a little darker than usual.
"you're just jealous i fucked mahogany and not you." he shot back, looking down at me.
"why would i be jealous?" i asked, trying to push him away.
he pushed closer against me, our chest pressed closely together,"because you've always wanted me, and you still do."
i went quiet, knowing i was a terrible liar. he smirked cockily and his rough fingers rubbed my bare hip, his lips went dangerously close to my neck and he whispered,
"get to my room, i'm gonna show you what happens when you talk to me like that."
