Groupchat- Younow (Book 1)

Chapter 4

"Crystal!"
"Weston!"
"Crystal!"
"Erin!"
"Barney!"
Erin and I stared at Weston as if he was crazy.
Well, he is, so...
"What? I thought we were just saying names of people," he said, shrugging nonchalantly. He turned to me and grinned, pulling me into a hug.
"I hope your grandma's been doing fine," he said.
"What the-what are you saying?"
"He says that to everyone," Erin explained, giggling. Weston put his arm around her shoulder and ruffled her hair.
Did I ever mention how cute they were?
I probably did.
I made kissy noises and Weston glared at me, making me laugh. Then he smirked at Erin.
"Love is in the airrrrrr," I sang.
Erin's cheeks tinted.
"Crystal, one day you're going to get a boyfriend and I will make so much fun of you for it."
I wanted to say that I already had a boyfriend but I couldn't. Mario and I had to keep this a secret.
Speaking of Mario, I went on my phone and sent him a text.

Crystal: hey💕
Mario: hey❤❤hru?
Crystal: fine💙 u?
Mario: amazing
Mario: wanna meet up tomorrow?
Crystal: kk💋
Mario: okay bye my❤ 😘 ily
Crystal: ily2💚

I turned off my phone and sighed. Weston and Erin were staring at me.
"What's wrong?" Erin asked, concern laced in her voice.
"N-nothing," I replied too quickly. "Nothing."
"OKAY!" Weston yelled. "I'M HUNGRY AND I WANNA EAT SO HOW ABOUT WE GO TO STARBUCKS?!?!"
I giggled and Erin nodded so we went to Starbucks.
Weston took our orders and paid for us (wow what a gentleman) before bringing our drinks to us and (almost) falling down because he's too clumsy.
He gave our drinks to us and we both gave him fake smiles, not saying thank you.
"How RUDE!" Weston said, laughing. I rolled my eyes and looked at Erin, who sighed.
"Thaaaank youuuu," we both said at the same time.
"Y'all are creepy." Weston laughed.
We were drinking our drinks when Mario and Nathan walked in. Mario immediately caught my gaze as if he knew I was there. He smirked and said something to Nathan before walking to me.
"Hey babe," he whispered in my ear, making me blush. Why was i like this?
"Hi," I said. Weston and Erin weren't helping matters by making kissing sounds. Mario finally glared at them and shut them up.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" Weston screamed on purpose.
"Why do you have to know omg can't a boy talk to his girlf-" Mario paused mid-sentence , his face going pale.
"His friend that's a girl in peace?" he finished, looking at me. I raised an eyebrow and he shrugged.
"FINE BUT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THAT SHE'S PREGNANT!"
That got us a lot of rude glares.
"Weston!" I yelled. "Shut. Up!"
"Sorry," he said, smiling sheepily at me.
"Fine." To be honest, no one can stay mad at Weston.
Soon Nathan came to our table too and Erin and I began to feel really awkward even though Mario was rubbing circles into the back of my hand and Weston had his arm around Erin.
"Why are we here if we aren't doing anything?" Nathan asked.
"Because it's fun and there's free wifi," Erin replied.
Mario rolled his eyes and grinned. He didn't stop staring at me.
"Okay, it's getting late. I'm going home," Weston said, standing up and pulling Erin with him.
"Let's go," Mario whispered. We both stood up and walked out to Mario's car, Nathan following us.
I got into the backseat and Nathan went to the passenger seat. As we drove to Mario's house I noticed him staring at me through the rearview mirror.
We all got out at his house and Mario got his keys and opened the door. He left the door open for me and rudely slammed the door in Nathan's face (he was joking, no hate). He opened it again, laughing. Nathan glared at him, only making him laugh more. We went to his room.
"So what do you guys wanna do?" Mario asked.
"I WANNA SWIM!" Nathan shouted.
I giggled.
"Fine," Mario said. I sighed. Mario glanced at me.
"You didn't bring a swimsuit, did you?" He asked and I shook my head.
"Okay, give me a second." He walked out.
It was only me and Nathan in the room and it was really awkward because he kept staring at me.
"What?" I finally said.
"Nothing..." he whispered, but he was still staring at me. Okay, this was getting uncomfortable.
"Why are you looking at me?" I asked. Nathan took my wrist in his hand and stared into my eyes, stepping closer to me. I raised my eyebrows. I wanted to say something but then I heard a voice behind me.
"What are you doing?"  I looked at Mario, who was now standing in the doorway with a hurt expression on his face. Nathan dropped my hand and shuffled his feet, clearing his throat.
"Um, nothing," he replied nervously. Mario shifted his gaze to me and kept looking at me until he finally threw a bikini set towards me.
"Here," he said, turning around and slamming the door behind him.
"What was that all about?" Nathan said to himself. I glared at him and he smiled sheepishly at me. "Sorry about that."
I rolled my eyes and stormed out. Where in the world was Mario?
I trudged downstairs and found him sitting on the kitchen island with his head in his hands.
"Mario?" I whispered. He looked up and gave me the deadliest glare I have ever seen.
"What?" He snapped. I stepped backwards a bit.
"What did I do?" I asked.
"What was all that between you and Nathan in my room?"
"Mario, I have no idea what he was doing. He just kept staring at me and then he held my hand and started moving towards me and I wanted to say something but then you came. Why are you so mad about that anyway?"
"Because you're mine," he whispered.
I sighed and wrapped my arms around him in a hug, breathing in his smell, something like a mixture of cologne and mint.
"I'm so sorry," he said. "I guess I get jealous easily."
"No shit," I said. He laughed and stood up. "Let's go back upstairs."
I followed him up the stairs and to his room, where Nathan was sitting cross-legged on the floor, probably doing some weird voodoo ritual.
He stared at me once I entered and I avoided making eye contact with him.
"You can go to the bathroom and change," Mario said, smiling.
"Thanks." As I walked to the bathroom I could feel a pair of eyes boring into the back of my head. It sent shivers down my spine.
Is this Nathan guy a stalker or something? I thought.
Probably. I laughed to myself as I walked out, wrapping my arms around Mario and smiling at him.