The guy from the bar

Four

Madison's POV
"Alissa, get out the way!" I yelled at her.

We are playing beer pong and she was blocking my view, it was my turn to throw.

Tonight we decided to hang out at Alissa's, it's just us girls and a couple of other friends.

The guys brought a couple of drinks over and right now I'm too fucked up.

I didn't drink much, I'm just a light weight.

My phone vibrated and I checked to see what it was.

Justin just sent me that, it's a screenshot of my Instagram story. I frowned in confusion as I stared at it, he didn't send any other context.

Shortly after that, I received a call from him.

We're still talking, although we haven't seen each other since our date though. He's been kept busy by his work.
I think he's out of town, I think he mentioned New York.

"Hey." I answered.

"Care to explain?"

"Explain what?" I asked, in a tone of disbelief.

"Those guys all over you. Where are you?"

"I'm at Alissa's and those are friends. What's the big deal?" "And who are you to demand and ask for explanations? We went on one date, that makes you think you can claim me?" I yelled on the phone.

Justin's POV

My blood was boiling.

No one talks to me that way, no one ever yells at me or disrespects me that way.

I bit the inside of my cheek and breathed in deeply.

I'm fucking mad.

"You're right." I said and hung up on her.

I'm not in the fucking mood to deal with this shit. I just came home from a meeting, I'm exhausted and she decides to give me this fucking attitude.

When I saw that photo of her with those guys, it made me want to catch a fucking plane to her and fucking rip their hands off. No one touches what's mine.

I threw my phone into the bed and went into the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Madison's POV

I woke up from a nap and I just stared at the tv in front of me. My neck was hurting from the uncomfortable position I had fallen asleep in.

"Damn." Josh said.

"Dude, can you imagine being that guy?" Neels said.