The Arrogant Player

Part 17

(Seb POV)

The kiss was...electrifying.

I knew it was just for a movie but I wanted her.

I wanted her so freakin bad.

(Y/N POV)

The day ended successfully and you were in the dressing room yet again, finishing up.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. "Come in," you said, hesitantly.

Chris walked in and you gave him a big smile.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my place?" he asked as he walked closer, setting his hands on your waist.

"Sounds very tempting but...I already made plans with a friend," you answered.

"Are you sure you can't reschedule?" he said, leaning in and kissing your lips.

"We haven't hung out in forever. I've missed you..." he had kissed you in between each sentence and after the last sentence he left a long, lingering kiss on your lips.

But he pulled away before you were satisfied.

"It's a friend from high school. I haven't seen her in ages...we can hang out tomorrow, okay? I'll make it up to you..." you said, leaning in and kissing his lips.

He tried to deepen the kiss but before things could heat up, you pulled away.

"Okay...I'm going to be late, I gotta go. Sorry!"

You gathered your belongings and rushed out, getting to your car quickly and heading to the restaurant where you were supposed to be meeting at.

You signed a few autographs and took pictures with a few fans outside before you were finally able to go into the restaurant.

"Hi, (y/l/n). I made a reservation," you told the person at the front.

"Oh, for two? Right this way," he replied and led you to your seat.

You sat down.

Ten minutes passed and your friend still hadn't shown up.

What the heck?

You decided to shoot her a text:

Hey, Ali, what's your ETA?

to which you were quickly responded with:

Oh SHOOT im so sorry I forgot to tell you an emergency popped up....let's try to meet up some other time, okay?

'Oh sure that's fine' you texted.

Now what?

You got up out of your seat and left the restaurant.

As you headed back to your car, you shot Chris a text:

coming over to your place.

He didn't reply but you got into your car and drove over. Once you arrived, you decided to try the front door. Sure enough, it was unlocked, so you let yourself right in.

"Hey, Chris! It's (y/n)! My friend canceled so I thought we could hang?" you shouted.

"I'm in the TV room!" came a shout back from Chris.

You set down your stuff on the counter and made your way there.

Then you walked through the door only to see not only Chris sitting on the couch, but Sebastian as well.

Your nose crinkled, "What's he doing here?" you asked.

"Well you said you couldn't come, so I invited Sebastian over," Chris replied.

You stayed in the doorway, glaring at Sebastian.

"Come on now, (y/n), just come sit down. I'm not kicking Sebastian out when he just got here- he's my friend too," Chris insisted.

"Ugh," you said, but instead of walking to the couch you walked to the nearby chair and sat down.

"Really, (y/n)?"

"Fine," you said.

You got up and you sat right in Chris' lap, leaning back against his chest.

"Is this better?"

You could feel Sebs eyes on you and you shot him a snobby look.

"As much as I...enjoy this, you don't have to block my view of the TV..." Chris said.

"Wow I see where your priorities lie," you said with a humph and got off his lap, sitting on the middle cushion.

You were in between seb and chris...

You turned to the TV, which was currently at a commercial.

"So... what're we watching?" "Just an old patriots game i taped," Chris said.

"Ew. I hate the patriots," you said with an eye roll.

"The doors over there in case you were wondering," Chris said, gesturing to the door out of the room.

"Wow...no I think I'll stay. Except the patriots are just so annoying like they always win so they can just get out," you said.

"If you keep dissing the team I like you can get out too," Chris said.

"Ouch...sheesh, Chris," your eyes widened as you turned back and watched the TV, "If it's taped, can't you skip the commercials?"

"Yeah but Seb here likes to watch them," Chris said, gesturing to Sebastian.

You glanced over at Seb and he smirked at you.

"I need to go to the bathroom," Chris said, standing up, and beginning to walk out.

"Don't leave me with...him," you said, looking over at Sebastian.

Chris just rolled his eyes and walked away.

"Why so far away? I don't bite," Seb said, before adding with a smirk, "Unless you want me to."

"UGH," you said, standing up and walking to Chris' kitchen.

You opened up his fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, turning around and ramming right into Sebastian.

"Ugh get away from me.." you said, your heart hammered in your chest as you tried to push him aside.

"Seb...move..."

He finally stepped aside but before you got around him, he whispered into your ear, "I can hear your heart racing."

You rushed to get away from him.

He was right- he did make your heart race.

He made you want to grab his face and kiss him..but how could you??

He was a jerk and you couldn't hurt Chris...

why were your feelings so confusing??

You sat back on the couch but Chris wasn't back yet.

Sebastian returned and sat down beside you.

"Do you know how to go away?" you muttered.

Suddenly, he grabbed your wrist, his fingers wrapping around it.

"See? It's going a mile a minute...care to share why?" he murmured- his touch sent shivers up your spine.

"Uh..." you stammered, when suddenly Chris came back, "Watcha guys doing?"

Sebastian quickly dropped your wrist, and you could breathe again.

"Sebastian won't stop bothering me," you complained.

Chris looked over at Sebastian and then back at you, "Why can't you two just get along?"

"He wouldn't be too happy if we did," Sebastian said under his breath, but you heard quite clearly what he said, and it caused your heart to start racing again.

what was that supposed to mean???

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