no deal | g.d (book 2)

chapter ten

song for chapter: dance to this- troye sivan ft. ariana grande

|friday|
[9:51p.m]
malia's pov

my body moved along with the music that could be hear from down the whole street.

watching daniela wrap her arms around my neck so we could dance together make us blend in a lot more with the other people.

we were moving our hips in sync with the music meaning we caught few guy's horny attentions.

"i could practically feel the guy's boner while they watch us," daniela said while rolling her eyes with a smile.

"horny college students. what can i say?" my eyebrow raised while letting a quiet laugh.

"well if they keep looking, we can't stop. can we?" she had a face where she was waiting for one certain answer.

"of course not," i gave her the answer she was hoping for me to say.

getting closer to each other, a few more guys started to watch us dance.

a few minutes later, daniela's hand got grabbed by someone behind her.

oh hey it's just ethan.

out of nowhere, a warm and soft hand grabbed onto my wrist.

i turned around to see grayson with a very protective, annoyed face.

"we've been looking for you guys," grayson said as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his arms over me.

"sorry. we got dragged away by the music," i giggled causing daniela to do the same.

"alright. thirsty fuckers. look away, shows over," ethan said to the boys who had their attention on us.

"aww. we were having fun," daniela whined causing me to pout.

"no you guys are just tipsy and we don't like that," grayson said in a serious voice while dragging me by my wrist.

i turned around to see ethan dragging daniela as well.

what are we?

dogs?

they brought us to a living room with a small group sitting down.

making me and daniela sit down together on a single couch, i started to whine and pout a lot more from them party pooping our time.

"guys want a drink?" chris asked the twins as they sat down.

"nah. we have our own things to take care of tonight," ethan shook his head causing grayson to do the same.

"you don't have to take care of us. we are just having fun," daniela defended.

"first of all, the last time you were drunk, you got sexually harassed. i'm not letting that happen," ethan said in a very serious tone while looking intimidating as hell.

"ohh yeah. we don't want that to ever happen again," i said like it was going to be a promise.

daniela rolled her eyes then looked at chris who was drinking something from a red cup.