Once In A Lifetime (A Scott Hoying Fanfic)

Chapter Eight: "I Trusted You!"

Mickey was wearing a baby blue dress that hugged her body and showed too much cleavage. From the last time we saw each other, she looked orange. My brilliant mind told me it was fake tan. She tried to copy my complexion and failed. She even tried to get my exact hair color. She failed as well. Scott looked at me and gave me a sheepish smile. "Hey. Sorry I couldn't make it to your house." Ian heard and gave me a confused look. "Did you think I was him?" I nodded while blushing. He mouthed, Oh. 

We were escorted to our table and I was somehow in the middle of Scott and Ian. Story of my life. One Direction quoting. Ian held my hand above the table and tucked me into his side. Mickey made snippy comments about me and I ignored them, but Ian was furious. He kept defending me and Scott slapped her leg every time she made a comment about me. "Be nice. God."

"Sorry Scotty." She puffed out her bottom lip and I almost choked on my ice tea. Ian patted my back. "Scotty?" I raised my eyebrow at Scott. "Don't ask me. I hate it as much as you do." Ian ran his hand along my thigh and dipped into my inner thigh. I involuntarily opened my legs and Ian smirked at me. My knee bumped Scott's and he jerked. "That scared me." He commented, but went back to conversing with Mickey. Ian kept smirking at me and rubbing my thigh. When his finger touched my core I snapped. I held his hand and he moved his finger. My thoughts became clouded with lust. I began to arch my back when Ian stopped. Scott was trying to talk to Ian. He went back to rubbing my thighs and held a conversation with Scott. I grabbed Ian's hand and tried to pull his hand towards my core again. Ian swatted my hand, but his eyes were darker when he looked at me. "Are you two okay?" Mickey actually cared to ask about me. "I mean, your boyfriend looks totally out of it. I expect that from you." Spoke too soon. 

"We're fine." I texted Carmen. 

Me - Carm... Ian is rubbing his hand on my thigh and going into the triangle area. 

Carmen - Is that a good or bad thing? Maybe you should bring him back here tonight, if you're that worried 'bout sex. You can still spend some time together. 

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Ian grabbed my hand. "We need to get going. We'll see you two around. Goodnight." He pulled me into the car. "Yours or mine?"

"Mine." He nodded and drove to my place.

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When we got home Ian pushed me into my bedroom. In a flurry of clothes  we finally laid on the bed, skin to skin touching. The weird part is we fell asleep just like that. No sex involved. 

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I woke up to an empty bed. Only some of Ian's clothes were on the floor, and mine looked like a heap beside it. I put on a shirt and some shorts and brushed my teeth. Where was Ian?

I walked into the living room and froze. A shrill sound escaped my mouth when I saw Ian and Carmen lip locking on the couch. Ian pushed Carmen away and looked  at me, horrified. "Chels! Carmen came on to me!" I turned around and threw Ian's clothes at him. "I trusted you! Instead I find you out here!" I glared at Carmen. She looked petrified. "And you. Don't think I don't blame anything on you! You skank!" I slapped Carmen and slammed the door shut to my room. I grabbed the pocketknife under my bed and grazed the blade over my skin. 

I laid back on the bed, thinking about my morning. So short. I haven't resorted to cutting myself in years. But seeing my best friend and my boyfriend was just  horrible. I faintly heard someone slamming their fists on the wood of my door, then it finally splitting open and someone held me against them. They shouted at the girl to call the paramedics, but I was too far gone. Everything went black.