Infatuated (book 1)

Chapter 27 - Multiply Show.

♡ Chapter 27 – Multiply Show.♡

SO YOU THINK they are drug dealers or something like that?" Jake asked, sounding surprised.

I shrugged, looking down at my salad and the few remaining chips on my plate. "I don't know but when I searched on Google, the only things related to these buildings are drugs and guns. I'm not very sure, though, they are said to be rumors," I replied, giving him an uncertain frown.

It was currently lunch and I was seated at my usual table in the cafeteria with only Jake with me. It's not that our school was stereotypical 'you-don't-sit-with-the-'populars' but we both liked being alone. What I loved about our school was that it was not like what most people in movies described, there weren't any 'popular' groups of kids and unpopular ones. Everyone was friendly and yes, I admit that some were a bit rude but I loved that there was no bullying or things like that here. Everyone had their group of friends and stick with them.

Jake and I were talking about Justin and his friends—these days, it was one of our main conversational topics.

"I hope not," Jake cringed at the thought. "I don't want to date a drug dealer."

"You're not even dating Ashton," I stated, rolling my eyes.

Jake scoffed and glared at me, "It will happen. I can see that he's totally head over heels for me."

I chuckled, taking a bite of the salad on my plate and speaking up again, "You know him for like- what? Two weeks? Nobody can fall in love this quick."

"What about you?" he changed the subject, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at me. "You've known Justin for over three months; you're officially legal to fall in love."

"That doesn't work like this," I said, chuckling at his choice of words.

"I know but the sexual tension between you two is oh-so-fucking obvious," he said, winking dirtily at me.

I scrunched up my nose, "Stop swearing. And I don't see what you're talking about..."

"Come on! No need to deny it anymore, say it; you like him, don't you?"

If this was someone else; I'd argue with them until I proved them wrong and I would make up all sort of lies to cover my growing crush on Justin but it was Jake. Jake was the type of person you could not hide anything from or lie to. It was maybe just me and my weakness of lying, I always messed up—I still do, in fact—so I stayed silent, gnawing on my bottom lip nervously. He'd find out sooner or later anyway.

"Oh my God," he squealed girlishly. "I knew it, I knew it, I fu—"

"Okay, okay, I get it," I cut him off, rolling my eyes. "I mean, I guess I like him? It's complicated. I don't know if it's just because I feel alone after my breakup with Chris but it's not like I need a relationship, I'm actually very happy single...are you even listening to me?"

His eyes flickered from me to something behind me and they widened. "They're coming here," he hissed.

"Who—?" I started asking, tilting my head so I could see about whom he was talking. And entering the cafeteria were Justin and Ashton, talking and laughing. My eyes were mostly fixed on Justin and on how good he looked when smiling and laughing. His eyes twinkled and he looked truly happy. I saw some girls staring at him while batting their eyelashes seductively and I had the urge to roll my eyes. One thing that was stereotypical about my school was the fact that the girls would literally do anything to get a guy's attention which I find pretty dumb. If someone has to like you; he or she should like you for who you are, not because you want to be 'good' enough for them. I didn't realize that I was staring and grinning like an idiot in Justin's direction until Jake pinched my arm, hard.