My heart is stripped just for you(H2OVanoss)

Part 16 - I don't need him

Hi ❤ ☺️.
This is such a bad chapter. Honestly I was so against myself here, because I wanted to slap Evan at the end so hard. 😂 Enjoy ^.^
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(Vanoss POV)
I growled, rubbing my face. My brain kept re-living that moment, not giving me any chance to think about anything else.

Fuck him!

I laid down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling like it would give me any peace. I should have gone home, but the idea of being alone with my thoughts would have killed me.

I need Sydney.

I rolled over the sofa, perfectly landing on my butt. I stood up, walking towards the table, where I had my phone. Without any more thinking I dialed her number, desperate to hear her voice.

"Is everything all right, sweetie?" She greeted me, and I plopped myself back on the sofa.

"Everything is perfect. How are you?" I asked her calmly.

"Currently sweating my ass off in the gym, baby. Can I call you in an hour? I can hear from your voice that you're not alright, but Madison is killing me with her stares. I gotta go, love you," she quickly said, and before I had a chance to reply, she canceled the call.

I need to do something. I need to distract myself.

Like a salvation, I heard a knocking. I smiled and went to open. There was Tyler, standing there with his not so happy expression. I moved myself, excited to think about anything else than debating whether I made a mistake with firing Jonathan or not.

"What's wrong?" I nudged him.

I tried looking all professional, even though I wanted to smile like an idiot. He was my savior. I sat down on my chair against him, putting my hands under my chin.

"I need Jonathan's address," he said without any polite manners.

"What?"

"I need to visit him. Can you give me his address?"

"Why?" I asked like a child in first grade.

"Does it mater?" He replied, crossing his arms.

"Of course it does. Why do you need his address?"

"He forgot something in the locker."

"Well... too bad. I fired him," I said the truth, leaning into my chair.

"You fired him? Sucks, but I still need his fucking address," he insisted.

"Too bad," I repeated once again, receiving a confusion expression.

"What?"

"I don't have his address. We never signed any contracts. I don't know anything about him," I mumbled, slowly realizing that meaning.

"Fuck. Alright... do you know his full name at least? I'll try search him."

He's trying so hard over some forgotten thing? Weird.

"Sorry, can't serve you. His name was Jonathan, that's all I know," I replied quickly.

"Why did you fire him?" Tyler asked, slowly standing up.

Because he was messing with my head, with my hormones. Because I was afraid of those feelings.

"My business. Have a great day," I replied, watching him closing the door.

I think it's time to go home.

I stood up, making sure I had everything prepared for the other day. Right after that, I walked straight to my car, driving home.

I need Sydney, I need to fuck her. I can't get rid of his blue eyes, what's wrong with me?

When I got home, I showered myself. My brain started to create so many scenarios with Sydney in it, everything I wanted to do with her, or I wanted her to do.

When I heard her voice from downstairs, I turned the water off. Without even thinking, I got only one task to do. Get rid of those blue eyes.

I didn't give her any time to react, when I grabbed her waist, pulling her into the kiss. She responded pretty quickly and I smiled into the kiss. When I pulled away, she locked her arms around my neck.

"What's that for?" She asked in whisper.

"I'm just happy to see you. This day was a disaster. I need you to help me distract myself," I said with a smirk.

"What happened? You sounded so sad in the phone," she tried to find out, reminding me my time with Jonathan.

I was ashamed of it. The fact that another man, I barely knew, was able to drive me insane, to reach the most amazing orgasm in my life, was just above my understanding. And the worst thing was that I allowed him to do it, I wasn't defending myself.

"Nothing. What do you say about me and you in the shower?" I smiled at her, slowly drifting with my hands on her ass.

"Sounds tempting, but I'll have to pass," she replied, pulling herself off of me.

"Why?" I asked, already disappointed.

"Take me here," she laughed, drifting with her hands upon my already naked body.

"You don't have to tell me twice," I whispered, kissing her again.

I managed to undress her in a no time, feeling her warm body under my fingers. I pushed her to the wall, where she locked her legs around my waist. I supported her, focusing on increasing heat inside me. Looking directly into her eyes, I thrusted into her.

That moment was like something I wanted to do all day. I moved my lips to her neck, finding her sweet spot pretty fast. As her moans we're getting louder, I closed my eyes, enjoying it with every part of my body.

I found myself on the edge, releasing everything I had into her. She followed in a few seconds after me, and I tiredly put her down. I felt already better. Smiling, I slowly caressed her face.

I don't need him. That incident was just a temporary insanity. I can't believe I let him do that to me. Sydney is so much better.