Hate Sex is So Hot

7 - Fuck off Pam

short chapter and it's not spaced right but i might upload more today so shh..

Scotty!"
That was the first thing I heard when I walked outside for lunch. I looked up, and saw a small girl with pixie cute blonde girl run towards "Scotty." He laughed and hugged her; I just sat down and gave them a nasty look.
"Who's that?" I asked, without taking my eyes off of them. Nicole looked up and I could almost hear her roll her eyes.
"That's Pam. She comes to school late every year because of some fancy vacation her rich family has. She's been totally obsessed with Scott too since the middle of last year."
She buried her face in his neck, and I narrowed my eyes. "Are they dating?"
She laughed. "No. why?"
Mamrie coughed something that I didn't catch, but Tyler, Hannah, Grace, Kirstie, and most everyone else all started laughing.
I turned towards them. "What?"
"Someone seems a little jealous." Korey nudged my shoulder. My eyes just widened.
"Uh, gross. No way."
Connor gasped. "Oh my god guys, they're making out."
"What?!" I whipped my head around. They were just talking. I looked back at him quickly. "Were they really? Because we have that bet going on so he better not- " I stopped myself. Cheat? Oh my god. Did I just really almost say that?
Connor just laughed. "I was joking, Mitch. But what's this about a bet?"
"It's nothing." I waved my hand a little.
I couldn't help but keep glancing at them, though. Pam was so pretty, and she was so small and thin compared to the tree she was talking to. I suddenly saw her put a hand on his chest playfully, and I noticed him blush. Was he blushing?
Oh my god. I think i'm jealous. I quickly nudged Kirstie and dragged her away from the group, running as far away from Tinker bell and her gay boyfriend as fast as I could.
"Kirstie, does Scott like girls?"
"Huh? Uh- yeah, I think he's bi."
"Shit." I rubbed my forehead. This was going to give me a headache. "Kirstie. Am I jealous? Seeing them together is making me feel sick."
She looked shocked, to say the least, but she could have still been recovering from my sudden freak out. She'd even dropped her phone. But it was on grass, so it was fine. Otherwise I would have felt so bad.
"Maybe you just don't like seeing them together because you don't like Scott?"
I sighed. "Maybe..."
But deep down, I knew that wasn't it. But there was no way. How could I be jealous of a guy I hated? I didn't have some dumb crush on Scott or anything, that was for sure. But thinking about them together made me feel legit nauseous.
"Make you like Scott..."
I whipped my head up to her.
"Sexually?"
I gave her a "??????" face and she sighed, obviously not too enthusiastic about explaining my supposed sexual feelings.
"Maybe you just like doing stuff with him sexually, and your jealous of that. Because if they date, they'll probably- " She stopped, which was smart, because I could feel every ounce of my non threatening body filling up with anger and my fists clenched.
"Yeah... yeah." I took a deep breath. "Thank you so much Kirst. That's probably it."
She smiled and gave me a quick hug. "No problem. Now can I please go finish my lunch?"
I laughed and rolled my eyes playfully with a smile. "Go, go."

When I got back to my dorm, Scott was sitting in his bed.
With a girl next to him.
With Pam next to him.
I slammed the door loudly and coughed.
"Ahem."
He just looked up. "Yeah?"
"Keep it PG. I don't wanna hear anything gross."
"What about see?" I could hear her teasing smile. Shut the fuck up, Pam.
"We're just doing homework." Scott corrected. "Oh wait, doesn't that mean I should have some privacy? I remember a certain someone kicking me out last time I tried to interrupt their study session.
Shit. I sighed. Sexual jealously. I'm just jealous because he's hot. He's not even that hot. He's an asshole. Who I hate. Why am I even accepting the fact that he's hot? Why did I literally sit on his dick.
Lucky for me, I was a smart boy. "Calm down, I'm just getting my homework." I rolled my eyes and acted like he was the dumbest person in the world not to know this, picking some papers off my desk. "I don't trust you to keep it nice in here for five minutes."
Feeling his eyes on me, I pretended to slyly grab a bottle of lube that was hidden in the drawer on my nightstand. But of course I made it obvious. I heard Pam gasp and whisper something to Scott, and I turned to leave without even looking at them.
"What's that?" He asked when I was almost out the door. I turned back to him.
"Am I not allowed to leave without your permission, Scotty?"
"All I asked was what you grabbed, don't be such a bitch about it." He moved a little closer to Pam. That fucking asshole knows what he's doing. Well, two can play at this game.
"Do you have any lube on you?"
His eyes widened. "Uh- no. Why?"
I sighed and pulled the bottle out of my pocket. "Damn, that's a shame. Tyler said he liked it flavored."
My only regret was not looking at his face before I slammed the door in it.

Tyler couldn't believe it when I told him. He also couldn't stop giggling.
"I'm sorry! But I had to get back at him. And to be fair, you did tell me that."
I was drunk.
I sighed, and looked over. I could trust him, I thought. So I explained what I talked to Kirstie about earlier. He almost choked on his iced tea when I told him about the bet, and our little together.
He took another sip of his drink and pointed at me before swallowing so he could speak. "Mitch." He said. "If you want him, you have to make him want you."
"Didn't I just do that?" I raised an eyebrow at him. Tyler sighed.
"No no. You need to let him know what you have to offer!" He wiggled around pretending to be sexual, and I hit him playfully. He just laughed.
"Have sex with him!"
My eyes widened.
"Or almost. If you want."
It... actually wasn't a crazy idea. I hadn't even really thought that far, to be honest.
Was it selfish? Wanting girls to stay away from Scott just so I could fuck him? He was the one who started this game anyways, it's not like he was gonna back out a day later. Would he? I bet if I knew he was fucking Pam he would.
I looked up at Tyler. "Let's make a plan."
He looked genuinely surprised. "A plan?"
"To get Scott to fuck me."
Now it was Tyler's turn. He raised both of his eyebrows.
"Do you really need a plan for that?"
"Yes." I slammed down my notebook and pen in front of us. "This isn't something I can afford to mess up at."