We Never Liked Each Other

Air

Part 4
Air
-y/n's POV-
We all settled down into the lounge room, I couldn't help but feel the tension between Ruel and I.
I bet everyone else could feel it to.
Holly: ok I know it's basic, but we're planning truth or dare.
Carson: righto, new kid Ruel truth or dare?
Ruel: dare.
Carson: I dare you to swap shirts with y/n.
Y/n: really!? I don't want his smelly ass shirt on my body.
Ruel: it's a dare.
He reached down to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head revealing his chest and defined body.
I pulled my shirt off and passed it to him.
All i was thing was, shit I should have put on a better bra.
He looked down at my body, his eyes flicked up and down at me.
Y/n: had a good enough look yet, perv.
I grabbed his shirt and turned it in the right way.
Ruel: I wasn't done yet.
He touched my arm, moving the shirt out the way and staring at me.
Y/n: you're a pervert Dijkhead.
He smirked at my comment.
I pulled his shirt over my head and pulled my hair out that got tangled up.
Ruel slipped my shirt on, it looked a bit stupid on him.
I was wearing a cropped shirt so it was only covering his upper body.
I laughed and sat down.
His shirt hung over my body, it was warm and smelled like him which was comforting...what the heck am I'm thinking. I hated this.
We continued to play truth or dare and I got a bit overwhelmed and needed some air, I got up and walked outside to the
Grass, I Could feel this presents follow me out.
I turned around and saw Ruel standing there with my crop top on, I just bursted out laughing.
Ruel: oh fuck you, just because you have bad fashion taste and now I look like an idiot, thanks ocean
Y/n: you looked like an idiot before I did anything so just thank yourself.
I laughed and Ruel pulled my shirt off of his body, not that it was covering it much.
Ruel: sorry if I stretched your shirt, but then again I'm not sorry.
Y/n: fuck You.
Ruel: I know you'd love to.
Y/n: eww what the fuck.
I hit his bare chest, it was hard and strong.
Ruel: righto, take it off.
Y/n: excuse me, what?
Ruel: you hear, take it off....I just want my shirt back.
I rolled my eyes and pulled the shirt off before throwing it at him and grabbing my shirt, slipping it back on.
I looked up into his eyes before brushing my shoulder against his and walking off.
Ruel: oh ocean
Y/n: what dijkhead?
Ruel: nice bra by the way
Y/n: perv
I turned around and kept walking.