Heartbreaker | Jaden Hossler ✅

Part 15

Jaden's POV:

Saturday Night

"Alright, yeah, I'll sneak in a vodka and some joints, just leave It to me."

"Kay, I'll bring something else then. Remember, you don't have to pay me anything."

"ahh, I'll just slip some dollars into your tits" I cackle.

"And then you're gonna fish them back out with your mouth, right?" She says back in a cheesy voice.

"Yeah.. fuck off"

"hasta la vista, dick."

I throw my phone back on the bed and sit down next to it. My arm straightens out and takes a small box. As I open It, I take out the three bulks of weed, cut them up, and take an already made filter and a paper, to proportion It all into a joint.

I repeated the process five more times, and stored the rest that spared. I didn't make them bulky, so I always have spare for my lonely times.

I fit the joints in a small ziplock bag and threw them into the back pocket of a backpack. I then got myself on the floor and pulled a vodka out from under the bed. You may say, I'm always prepared. It was a smirnoff, green apple, everyone's favorite. It's horrible If you mix It with the wrong things, though.

I stored It in the backpack, and fit in a jacket as well. The black ripped jeans I had on were bomb, and there was no fucking doubt about It. Every guy knows these attract, you don't even have to involve science.

I let my boxers show and put on a plain, gray shirt.

It was one in the morning already, and everyone was asleep. I took a last look at Claire who slept in her bed all alone, and left with the image of her little blonde self in my mind. She's adorable.

I took an uber to the depths of Bal Harbour, and tried to understand with the driver, where the hell the place was. I kept telling him It was a mansion, and he didn't believe me at first, but once we both saw the biggest house in the area, painted white, with people flowing everywhere, and his phone marking this place as the end of the drive, oh did we fucking know.

I payed him some dollars, as he deeply stared at the house, and skipped out the car with my backpack hanging just on one shoulder.

I was impressed, I really was. I walked In with every type of confidence. Nothing stopped me tonight.

"Hey, you!"

I turn to find a blondie looking at me weird.

"This is my friend's house, do I know you, or do you know her?" She poses to the side, a curious blonde. I might've really jinxed It when I said nothing would stop me tonight.

"Yeah, Michelle, good friend of mine." I lie. I don't even know what she looks like.

"Kay then, in you go" She looks at me nastily one last time before I'm pushed by my own force to get inside the house.

Once I see my girl waiting for me at the front stair entrance, I fully grin at her.

"I've been waiting for what seems like hours" She stands up and places her lips on mine. I take my eyes off of her, and find her friend still sat on the stairs. Signa's eyes were blaintly staring at the stars. She reminds me of that night.. the one the guys and I used her for a joke. God, yes.

"Hey" I straighten out my hand at her, but she does nothing. "Well, fuck you then." I put my backpack to the front.

I take out two joints and spare one over to Cam. She agrees on the idea and pulls out her lighter.

The techno that was going around the house was getting to me after some puffs. Camille laughed at the same jokes she was giving out, and I laughed at how she laughed.

Cam pushed her joint at Signa, but she shook her head. Better, more for me and my girl, then.
Camille ends up patting Signa's head and pulling me by my arms to the inside of the house. Signa had looked up at me in slight disappointment before we disappeared.

"Come on, let's get this party fucking starteeed" Camille shouts before falling onto me, her tongue slipping right into my mouth. I held the sides of her head with my hands, before slipping them down her body and grabbing her ass. The music's vibe made everything so much better.

We're something like five minutes, kissing and touching. At once I had one of my hands inside her jeans, but she cut the kiss and looked up at me. "Want something to drink?" She says to my ear. I was mad that she didn't let me go further, but It's her decision anyway. There must be a reason, but for me to know It, I need to have a fucking high level of confidence with her.

"Not now"

"Be right back then!" She kisses my neck before crossing beside me.

I decide to put my backpack under a couch for the remaining time I'd be here. The music started taking part in my body. I straightened my arms up in the air and moved to the beat of the sound.

Some minutes later, I feel a hand slip right into the front of my jeans."Woah, woah. You're getting touchy all of a sudden" I try to annoy Camille as she embraces me from behind.

I finally turn around and directly go in for another kiss. I wasn't going to spend this night any other way.

Her mouth feels a bit more minty, though. And why does she have longer hair..

I cut the kiss and look at who was in front of me. "Brina?"

She keeps quiet and stares up at me. Well, fuck everything.

I let myself crash back into her lips. The vibe of the music was starting to get weird. I had no idea in what part of the house I was in.

She bites down my lower lip before letting go, and smiles at me. She was completely caught in my eyes. As I watched her and cupped the back of her neck, I suddenly feel a full force punch come straight towards my face. My nose cripples as their fist hit me. I shut my eyes close. They'd hit me right from beneath.

"Fuck" I shout, as I feel my bloody nose start to run. People were mounting each other around us to watch the fight, and oh was I gonna fucking give them one.

Cause once I recognized who the one who hit me was, I stood up and ran to beat the hell out of him, full on, but right when I get to the punch, I'm stopped, again. I hit him, I did hit him, but It didn't hurt as much. He kept laughing. He fucking laughed, as I was trapped in someone else's arms again.

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