Meet The Player

Chapter 18

Author's notes;

Hey penguins. ... I can't believe I just called you penguins. I promise I won't do it again hahaha, I'm a bit tired. Anyways! This chapter is extra long (about 3000 words) so I hope you guys like that. I'm too tired to review it so if you see any mistakes I'm deeply sorry. I will fix it tomorrow. Maybe it's even fixed by the time you're reading the chapter?;D I don't know. Well, I better go now. Bye loves, enjoy. 

p.s. I'm not 100% sure of this chapter, I think it's a bit weird and I'm not too proud of it... I worked hard though but sometimes your best isn't enough, sorry<3

I gasped when I resurfaced. The water was freezing. I looked around for my attacker and saw Tyler bending over, laughing his ass off.

"I'm gonna get you." I growled, quite threatening.

Well, I thought that's the way I sounded. Tyler just laughed even harder. So much for threatening.

"Ethan!" I whined and looked at him for help.

Ethan simply shrugged his shoulders, smirking.

Tyler was still laughing. I growled. Ethan suppressed his laughter and offered me his hand, with a self righteous grin. I thought about taking it for a minute but the stubbornness took over, making me ignore his offer and swim over to the steps, causing everyone who had been watching to laugh.

Including Ethan. Especially Ethan.

Twenty minutes later, I'm in the bathroom still trying to dry my dress with a hairdryer. It wasn't working. I groaned out of annoyance. Maybe I could just hide out in Ethan's room while it dried? I sighed and focused on my hair. It wasn't too horrific, the majority of it was already dried. I decided to leave it be.

I hesitated right before I stepped out of the bathroom, making sure my urge to kill Tyler with my bare hands was gone. Do not get me wrong. I am far from being a violent person but something in those boys just brought out the crazy side of me.

I wonder when people in white robes would come and lock me up in a mental hospital, telling me that 'I'm safe now' and how 'it's going to be okay'.

I shook my head, I have the craziest imagination ever.

I opened the bathroom door and walked right into a hard chest. For a minute there, my face brightened up. I thought it was Ethan. See, even though I was kind-of-mad at him I still couldn't stand being apart from him for long. I looked up and saw non other than Tyler. Oh.

He looked like he was about to say something incredibly dirty with that smirk.

"Not in the mood, Tyler." I said sarcastically.

His bright blue eyes shined with amusement and he laughed.

"I was just going to bring you a drink." he said innocently, his eyes still sparkling with humor.

I looked down and noticed two glasses in his hands. Oh.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I said, hesitating.

Ethan had told me a while back how hilarious Tyler thought I was drunk. I can't really blame him, I mean. I get brutally honest and do things like, oh I don't know, dance on the tables kicking everyone in their face if they try to approach me? At least that's what they tell me.

"No," he smirked "this is just my peace offering."

I studied his face carefully before taking the darn drink from his hand. He grinned.

"I don't accept your peace offering," I took a sip, winked him and left him standing there, laughing 'cause of my stubbornness.

I ran into Sam in the kitchen. Weird. I wouldn't expect him to be here after his little incident with Ethan.