A Hated Love || Heath Hussar || DISCONTINUED

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"What should we do? We've been here sitting in your guys living room for the past 20 minutes!" David said, laying on the sofa.

"We're not doing truth or dare again. That was not okay" I said. Liza nodded her head in agreement.

"How about we...yeah I got nothing" Scotty said, flopping on the chair.

"It's usually fun around here. I don't know what's wrong today" Zane said, walking to the fridge and grabbing a drink. Just a water, not a beer or anything.

"I need to film something for tomorrow. I think we should head back" Liza said, standing up.

"Alright" I said, I grabbed my clothes and stuffed them into my bag and kept my phone in my hands.

"I'll get Alex who is still sitting on the lawn chair for some weird reason" David said, getting up and going outside.

"Alright, thanks for having us" Liza said, hugging Zane and Scotty.

"Yeah no problem. Glad you could come" Zane said, coming over to me and hugging me. I hugged him back and nodded.

"Glad I could come" I said, smiling.

"Alright, Alex went into the car immediately so we should get going. Liza you driving?" Liza nodded and left with David.

"Alright, well I gotta get going. Bye guys" I waved and left. I was walking to the car when Heath showed up in front of me.

"Stay, please" He said lowly.

"What? Didn't you say that by the time you came back, you wanted me gone?" I said, remembering what he said to me a few hours ago.

"Just please stay. I need you" He was begging now.

"Heath, you're drunk. You'll regret this in the morning" I said, placing my hand on his shoulder.

"Jade, c'mon! We gotta go!" David yelled out the window of the car.

"Just go, I'm staying!" I yelled back.

"Thank you and drunk words are sober thoughts" He said, pulling me back inside.

"Thought you were leaving?" Scotty said, looking at me.

"She's staying with me for the night. Don't bother us" Heath said coldly, pulling me with him to his room.

"Heath, you will really regret this in the morning"

"I don't care. I just want you with me for the night" I just now realized. I'm still in my swim suit. I really don't wanna go back into my earlier clothes for the night. I might ask Heath...

"Uh..Heath? Do you think I could have some clothes for tonight?" I asked, going back and forth on my feet.

"Yeah" He said, going into his closet. He came back out and gave me a pair of his boxers and a shirt. I thanked him and he left the room, letting me change. I took off my bikini top and got into the shirt. My bottoms were dry so I just placed the boxers over them.

"You done?" He said, popping his head in. I nodded and stood there awkwardly. He came in and got into his bed.

"Aren't you gonna get out of those clothes? I mean, you drank in them" I said.

"Shhh, just get over here" He patted the spot next to him and lifted up the covers.

"Ah just fuck it" I said quietly and slipped in next to him.

"I didn't mean all those nasty words. I just can't let you know how much I like you" He whispered into my ear.

"Heath, just go to sleep. Trust me, you'll hate yourself in the morning" I said quietly.

"I don't care. I'll never say these words to you when I'm sober. I need to get them out" He started. "After Gabbie introduced us, I thought man, she's beautiful. I need to get her number. But then we kissed a few times and I saw how uncomfortable you were. Then I thought, damn she doesn't wanna be with me now-" We spent there just talking, me mostly listening and him mostly talking.

*Next Morning*

I honestly don't know what happened, but all I remember is the mini-kinda-pool-party.

"Morning" That was not Liza. That a guy. I kept my cool and turned over to be met with Heath.

"It's just you. Thank god. I thought I slept with some guy last night" I said with a sigh.

"Oh?" He said confusedly.

"Uh...Do you happen to remember anything from last night?" I asked, getting up and out of his bed.

"Uh...maybe half or all of it..." He said quietly, to quietly for me to hear but I still heard it.

"Really?" I asked. I quickly put his shirt back on and sat back down on the bed.

"Yeah, I remember yelling at you, leaving, coming back, begging you to stay, pulling you in here and sleeping" He named off.

"Wait, you don't remember what you told me?" I was kinda glad he didn't remember, but at the same time, I wish he did remember. To be honest...I kinda like him back.

"What did I tell you?" He asked worriedly, sitting up quickly.

"About how you sorry and didn't mean anything you said earlier yesterday..." I trailed off. He sighed in relief?

"Oh thank god" He said, holding his chest.

"Alright, now that's taking care of. I'm hungry" I said, standing up and taking his hand, pulling him up too.

"Okay, I'll make something" We left his room and went into the kitchen.

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Done, and sorry for it's shortness!