Fuckboy •Nate Maloley•

Chapter 29

I'm with a grup of girls that Madison said are cool. At the moment they are.

Our little grup of hot ass girls is right infront of the guys.. I see Nate looking at me with this cute ass and very attractive look that just gets me uuuugh!

The girls and I, we started dancing. I was in the mood I mean, after that horrible dumb little prank the guys did to me with Gilinsky, the dominican party, my boyfriend right infront of me enen if I couldn't even touch him, I'm feeling myself and work is playing. How could I not??

So I was dancing. Kind of like Riri danced infront of Drake just because I wanted to tease Nate. Every once in a while, I would look back and see him just looking at me non stop just trying to not be obvious. It wakes me smile/smirk.
Nate's p.o.v:

Holy fucking shit. I'm getting hurny. I'm getting fucking horny!! I can't believe I'm getting horny just by watching her dance. But damn can she dance.

"Yo, did you see that?" Sammy said tapping me on the chest.

"What?" I asked as I couldn't take my eyes off dear Jessica.

"Jessi. Holy damn bro. I would hit that all day everyday!"

"Hey what the fuck is your problem bro?" I asked as that got me so  mad.

"What's yours?" He asked with a tf face.

I then remember that Jess and I are a  secret. You see why I'm always worried?

"Oh, I don't have a problem. Why would I?"

"I don't know, you tell me. It kind of look like you were a little jealous." He said with a smirk.

"Me? Why the fuck would I be jealous?"

"Maybe because the last time I checked, you were head over heels for Jess."

"Bro, that was before I knew that the bitch hasn't even hit puberty."

"Nate, look at that! You can't expect more puberty then that."

"Have a good life in jail." I said trying to scare him so he would stop talking about my fucking girl.

"If I go to jail because of Jessi, I would leave being the happiest man on earth."

"Man, what the fuck are you saying?"

"I mean look at her! She's fucking perfect bro. She's smart, funny, she's fucking dumb cause she always be doing somee stupid shit, and Shakira was right because those hips do not lie." He said smirking.

"You better get that fucking idea out of your system bro." I said as my fist has the urge to connect with his face.

"Nate" He started saying as he stands infront of me " You the coolest and you know you're my bother and I love you. But if you're scared to go to jail, I'm not. I know how to play my cards. I know how to make it work... Honestly, I think I could make her happy."

"Bro, weed can make a bitch happy-"

"Cool. Weed can make any bitch happy, just like alcohol can make any bitch's panties drop. But, that's my future girl you talking about. Put some respect on it." He said and gently "slapped" (tapped) me twice on my right cheek.

I could feel my blood boiling under my skin as my jaw clenched and my hands turn into fist.

"Do what ever you have to do." I say in between my teeth.

"I will." He said standing back next to me again. "But not today. She's having fun dancing and I'm having fun watching... Look at her Nate. That's my future girlfriend over there." He said smiling. I think he really likes her.