"No pickles?" The weird waiter asks. I look at Brianna who's been acting really fucking sus.
"Sure." I answer. The waiter nods and says whatever the fuck he says.
"I'll pick up the tab." Brooke says, Brianna shakes her head.
"We could split it." She offers and Brooke stares at her awkwardly.
WHAT THE FUCK DO I NOT KNOW?!
I squeeze my fist, keeping me from getting pissed off.
"I'm gonna use the bathroom." Brianna says, Brooke nods and scooches out of the booth. When she leaves, I dart my eyes at Brooke.
"what the fuck is going on?" I growl and she sighs.
"Nothing Shawn." She rubs her face and I know for a damn fact that she's lying. I shake the table and she looks at me.
"Don't lie. Answer my question. What the fuck is going on?" I demand and she shrugs.
"I can't tell you." She says blandly and I huff before moving out of the booth to go to the bathroom.
Brooklyn's not going to tell me? Well than, Brianna is.
I open the woman's bathroom and see Brianna with her hands in her hair. I walk up to her and she looks up.
"Shawn what are you doing in he-" I grab her chin, pull her towards me and kiss her. I get that feeling again and it's driving me fucking insane. She breaks off the kiss and looks around.
"Why'd you do that?" She says, her eyebrows are furrowed and her cheeks are still red. She moves a step away from me.
"I don't know." I shrug and she rolls her eyes and walks to the sink, "I want you to tell me what's going on." I demand and she stops in her tracks and looks at me.
"Nothing." She answers and I blow out a harsh breath.
"Brianna. You will tell me." I say stepping towards her and she looks up at me.
"No. It's none of your fucking business." She answers and I run my hands through my hair.
When the fuck did I get so protective about shit like this? It doesn't even fucking matter. She's just my toy to play with. Just like me and Maria talked about. Feel her up and ditch her. So why am I acting like this?
"Tell me." I growl and she looks me in my eyes. She sighs softly and fidgets with her fingers.
"Fine. You really wanna fucking know? I don't even care about how the fuck you feel about the situation anymore." She yells and I clench my fists, "Daniel asked me out!" She yells and throws her hands in the air. I feel my adrenalin rise.
"What?" I mutter and she nods.
"Yeah, Shawn. Even though it's none of your fucking business, he asked me out. Big fucking deal. And you know what, I think I'm going to say," don't say it, "yes." She spits before grabbing her phone off the counter and storming out of the bathroom.
"FUCK." I yell. I walk to the door and try my best not to punch the fucking wall. I quickly walk to the booth and Brooke's just sitting there. She looks pissed. She's drinking her tea.
"Where the hell is she?" I hiss and she just shakes her head.
"I don't understand why you care so fucking much. Why don't you go play with some other fucking chick? Like Courtney or Isabella?" She darts and I roll my eyes.
"Where is she?" I ask again, but calmer.
"On her way to Daniels." She says and I sit in the booth and run my hands through my hair again.
"You know what. Fuck it. I'm done with her then." I shrug and she nods.
"Yeah but Shawn, you never started."
♡
Me and Brooklyn eat in silence, we split the bill and walk back to the car. When we get inside I punch the steering wheel until I know my hands are going to be bruised.
"You're done with her." Brooklyn reminds me. I nod and start the car.
"I don't fucking need her." I say and pull out of the parking lot, "I don't even want her." I laugh and Brooke looks at me.
"She's better with Daniel." She says plainly and I grip the wheel.
♡
Me and Brooke go into the dorm and I stay away from all Brianna's shit.
Fuck her. She's with someone else. She was never even with me. She's with fucking Daniel.
"Alright, today is Saturday, tomorrow is Sunday. Let's have fun!" Brooke suggests and I stare at her.
"You got wasted last night and now you want to go to another party?" I ask and she nods.
"Of fucking course." She lays back in her bed, I sit next to her.
"Where?" I ask and stare at the door.
"Emma Staggsons pool party." She says and I smirk.
"Emma..." We fucked three times this year and already six last year.
"Fuck yeah." She screams and I laugh.
This'll be fun.
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Romance~ Completed ~ This story is based off of the book, After by Anna Todd! I absolutely love the series and thought it would be a great idea to have more stories based around it. I give all credits to Anna and her amazing work. I hope you enjoy the roll...
