I Need Him ✔

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Malia's POV

Today I woke up really late and Mason was no help at all, I hate that son of a bitch.....after showering I decided to wear a black top which the back was opened only a small fabric linked it from the left to right from a lower side with a denim short short. I pulled my hand through my hair , grabbed my bag and phone.

I wouldn't say I was comfortable but I had to wear it. Why?, I had no idea...as I opened the door to leave Mason stops me, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

I blame my exposed back.

"Where do you think you're going to dressed like that?" his voice calm but demanding.

I closed the door and faced the jerk, his eyes roaming all over my body. The action made me feel uncomfortable but I didn't show it, I smirked as his eyes went back to my exposed chest.

"Isn't it obvious, I'm going to school" I rolled my eyes, i have been doing a lot of that lately.

"Well you're not going dressed like that" his gaze never left my chest as he spoke.

'Pervert'

"You can't make me stay here, jerk" I folded my arms but all it did was push my breast up.

Feast your eyes jerk. He licked his lips, boys will always be boys, always pervving  at anything they can look at.

"Mason my eyes are up here".

He walked towards me and threw me on his shoulder, a squeal escaped my lips, my bag fell off my hand and my phone also.

"Mason put me down right now..I pounded at his back but it was of no use".

I sighed and admired his butt from my angle and damn it was defined, the next place I saw myself was on the bed, I squealed as he threw me on it.

"You could have placed me down nicely"

No reply.

"Asshole"

I swear he smiled at me.

He was rummaging through my things, he brought out a denim ripped jean and a black top which could still show my cleavages

"I'm not wearing that".

He took three long strides to where I was, stood me up and pulled the shirt off

"Mason, what are you doing" I used my hands to cover my tummy not my boobs.

I had scars on my tummy, his eyes softened then I could see it darken.

"Who did that to you?" I pulled the shirt away from his hands and used it to cover my tummy.

"it's none of you business" I retorted.

"You don't want me to wear this , I won't"

I scrolled through his closet and pulled out his gray tee-shirt.

"I can't wear the top you chose also"

Stripping of my shorts, I was left in only a shirt and black lace panties, thanks to Diane.

"Do you mind?"

He smirked and didn't move. What happened earlier now forgotten.

"Asshole" I wore the clothes and did my hair properly.

"Happy now?" I asked and he nodded.

"What?, Jerkface can't speak again?" I smiled.

"Just so you know cupcake"