AS SHE PLEASES (S.G & J.B)

ONE

|Selena|

I woke up with a feeling of weight on my waist.

The hell?

I looked up and saw some guy sleeping with his hand over my waist.

Wait a minute.

Last night. Drinking. Grinding. Making out. Sex-

"Oh fuckity fuck." I whisper-yelled as I slowly pushed the hand of the person who I remember was called Matt?
I have no fucking idea.

Sitting up I saw clothes scattered on the floor, I stood up and began to pick them up.

"Babe?" I was startled by a sudden voice behind me. Turning around I saw Matt sitting up and rubbing his eyes. When he met my eyes he smiled.

"Uhm yeah...?" I asked, not wanting anything more than to leave this room.

"Where are you going?" He said, frowning and got up getting closer to me.

"Home." I said confused by his question, we agreed this was just sex, nothing more. I didn't need him spilling his emotions for me cause I could give zero shits.

Seeing him still frowning made me speak up.
"Look Matt-"

"It's Jack." He said with a furrow of his brows.

Matt, Jack, close enough.

"Yeah whatever, listen um, this what we have just done, doesn't mean anything. This was just for pleasure, nothing else. There will be nothing between us, like ever, so I'll just leave." I said with a firm voice, while putting my clothes on. I was saying this for his sake and me being this kind, especially to men, was a rarity so he better feel grateful.

"But-" He started and I cut him off.

"Bye!" I said putting on my heels and leaving through the door.

Spotting my car I get in and go home to get ready for work.

°•°•°•°•°•°•°

"Well you look like you've had an eventful night." My best friend Ava says with a smirk on her face while cleaning the glasses.

"Oh shush, if Roger sees me like this, he's going to fire my ass in an instant." Groaning, I lift myself from the bar stool, going to the door and turning the 'Closed' sign to 'Open'.

It didn't even take five minutes until the restaurant was getting filled with people who were here either because they were bored and had no life, because of the "best food in LA", or just to carelessly spend their money on the expensive liquor. It has always been about this.

"Hi!" Feeling someone pat my back, I spill out my drink on the table that Ava cleaned just minutes ago.

"Look what you've done! You dumbass!" With a hiss, Ava struts to the kitchen.

"Hi Sel." I turn around to see my another best friend Laura, with a big creepy grin on her face.

Wait... Am I missing something?