Chapter 7

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•••IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE END. •••

Nathan's POV

Last night was both the worst and best night of my life.

How could I possibly fuck up so royally that I ended up in Jasmine's bed. Without Jasmine.

Amelia stirred in her sleep and reached over to grab me.

Feeling disgusted with my self, I inched away from her touch. Yet again, she reached out for me. After another failed attempt she groaned, "Nathan what the hell is your problem? Come here!"

Ugh. Can't this girl get a clue. I knew she was an air head, but really?

"Amelia, get up and get dressed."

"Or... we could stay in bed and cuddle," she grabbed my butt and squeezed.

I plopped down on the bed in frustration.

Suddenly, the door opened to reveal a smiling Jasmine and Mason.

As soon as her eyes made contact with the scene in front of her, the glowing smile was replaced with confusion, then shock, then hurt, and finally pure hatred.

Painfully slow, she made eye contact with me. Her orbs glistened with anger.

Next to me Amelia laughed mockingly, "This is the girl you were so hung up over? I thought she was something great."

Not even flinching at her words, Jasmine walked over to Amelia and punched her in the face.

"Get. The fuck. Out. Now," she spat not making eye contact with anyone.

"Jas, let me explain."

She turned her icy orbs to me. If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under.

"Don't you fucking 'Jas' me. Get out Nathan. Have fun with your whore."

"Whore!? Don't you call me a whore you slut. We all saw you running around half naked giving people lap dances. If anyone is a whore around here it's y-"

Jasmine's hand connected with Amelia's cheek and she growled out, "Finish that sentence and I'll rip your fake tits off. Got that?"

Whimpering, Amelia walked out with her head hung low in shame.

"Nathan you need to leave and I'm not saying it again," she said staring at the wall.

"Don't you want to know what happened? How I ended up in your bed naked?"

"Yeah I do. But not now. I told you I wouldn't tell you again, so leave before I do something I'll regret."

Jasmine's POV

After Nathan left, I sighed heavily and slumped to the floor.

Mason slid next to me on the floor and sighed equally as heavy.

"It's okay cupcake. Every year Nathan does something stupid. He's still the same guy you met two days ago."

I laughed bitterly, "You know, we may have only met two days ago; it seems like I've known y'all for years."

"Wow, it does doesn't it?" He laughed along with me. "Anyways, let's go wake everyone up so we can get out of here before tomorrow."

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Four hours, a never ending collection of beer cans, six broken shot glasses, and one pregnancy scare, whoops make that two pregnancy scares later, the house was almost spotless again.

As I was cleaning down the kitchen counters with Mason I grumbled, "With all this money your parents have, I would think y'all have housekeepers."

"We do, but the only way my parents allow me to have this party and have alcohol too, I'm not allowed to use the house keepers. My party my mess. And besides, everyone knows that if they come they clean so it's not that big of a deal."

"Makes sense. Your parents are very smart people."

At the mention of them a dark shadow passed over his face but it was gone in an instant. His usual smirk covered his face again. "Yeah, yeah keep wiping cupcake. You missed a spot over there," he said mockingly.

Something told me he didn't want to talk about his parents.

After a few minutes of silence, I timidly asked, "Mason, will Nathan be riding with us back home?"

Not even missing a beat he responded, "No he knows better than to do that. He'll most likely catch a ride with my friend Mitchell."

"Good."

"You know, you're not so bad Mason. When I first met you I wanted to rip your balls off and then feed them to you. Now, I wanna hug you because you're great and you stopped me from making a fool out of myself."

"Come on cupcake, don't get all mushy. On me now!" He walked over to me and pulled me in a bear hug. "Don't you worry your pretty little head. I'll be there for you." He kissed my cheek and backed up.

His lips left a burning heat on the side of my face and I fought hard to keep the blush down.

"Don't stop your blush, you look adorable," he said while pinching my cheeks.

I slapped his hand away while giggling.

Masson turned his head to me ,and I could tell the playful mood ended. "Please don't think I'm bullshitting you when I say I want you. And when I say that I'm not just talking about sex. I mean I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Mason, you're getting mushy," I warned him.

Soon enough, he snapped out of it. "Damn, I must still be drunk. Sorry about that cupcake."

We finished cleaning in silence.

While we were packing up the car, Sherri, Justin, Taylor, Harry, Madison, and Jason came to us to say bye.

Finally everyone was out of the house, into their respective cars, and on the road.

The car ride back home with Mason wasn't as awkward as I thought it would have been. There was good conversation between us and we barely bickered.

I'm sure we stopped for food at least five times and on the third time when I asked him if he was trying to kill the both of us with fast food he grinned and said, "I like girls with a little meat on the bones."

We made it to my house at around six and Mason helped me bring my bags to my room.

My mother stared at him the entire time with a sly smile on her face. I don't even want to know what's going on in her head.

Once Mason left, I unpacked and got ready to go to bed.

Right when I started to doze off, my phone beeped.

Mr.SexyboyNathan

'I'm sorry.'

I sighed.

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A/N:

Well that's over with. Anyways, it might take me longer to update because school has been piling it on me. Also my internet is still out so I typed this entire chapter on my phone. My thumb hurts a lot.

But really. I'm sorry if the updates aren't coming as fast as you would like, but I'm trying my best.

Thanks for 4K reads! Y'all are the bestest!

I'm sick :(,

Sherri.

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