Hate To Love ✔️

Chapter 16

It wasn't until I heard faint snoring that I tore my eyes open and realised that I wasn't in my own bed.
I couldn't remember anything from the night before, the only thing I knew was that me and Leona went to a party then I found a bed and then here I was, it wasn't night time anymore, the sun was being a bright bitch, and fucking up my eyes as usual. As my vision focused I sat up and sensed someone besides me, and there he was, the shirtless figure of Carson Grey laying besides me.
"Morning princess" he croaked as he fluttered his eyes open.
"Did we-
"We didn't do anything righ-" I stuttered, here I am half naked in a bed with Carson Grey, this isn't good.
"Don't worry, we didn't do anything" he chuckled, rubbing his eyes and smirking when he got a better look at me and my tits. Perv.
"Your such a pedo, stop staring at me" I scoffed, take a picture it'll last longer.
"You have the audacity to call me a pedo, when you ruined my my birthday last night" he whined, what is he on about.
"I ruined your birthday?!" I questioned.
"Yes you did" he jeered, crossing his arms like an angry toddler.
"Last night there I was finally 18, a pretty girl on my arm. But the moment we entered my bedroom to get it on, there you were, half naked under my covers. She got pissed and left. So thanks a lot" he exaggerated, okay but that's probably the most hilarious thing I've ever heard of.
"That sounds like a you problem, who was the girl anyway" she's probably some idiot with zero self respect if she's willing to sleep with Carson.
"Scarlett, why?" he spoke, I stand corrected, the stupid blonde in all her glory.
"I have to go" I sighed, I can't stay for anymore chit chat, my dad's going to be fuming when I get home.
I got up and realised I had no clothes I probably won't find that dress again, so I'd better just take something from this dudes wardrobe.
I walked into his gigantic walk in closet and I think I was stunned, I hadn't seen so many clothes in one room before.
"What are you doing?" He called, the closet was so large his voice was almost faint.
"I need some clothes" I yelled back, trying to look around for something that could fit me.
In the end I picked out some shorts and a hoodie, I didn't want to choose something to expensive looking in case I'd ruin it.
"That hoodies 1200 dollars" he spoke coldly leaning against the door frame, he said it as though 1200 was nothing.
"A thousand dollars for a hoodie?! Are you mad?" I moaned, rich people these days.
"A thousand and two hundred, don't forget those last digits" he chuckled.
"What do you even do with so much money" I couldn't even comprehend being able to spend over a thousand dollars on a peice of clothing you may only wear once.
"Being rich is fun isn't it" he sighed happily admiring all his expensive clothes and jewellery, I wouldn't know.
"Must be fun" I chuckled.
"What? You poor or something" he spoke jokingly, I fully knew he didn't expect me to actually have zero money, the majority of Raywood High are rich kids.
"No I have money, and lots of it, I just don't find the need of showing it off all the time" I lied, if I even had a quarter of Carson's trust fund money I'd be set for life.
"Well then what's the fun in having money if you can't show it off?" He asked raising his brow, the fun is not having to worry about being evicted or it all being spent on one weeks worth of groceries.
"You have a point" I lied again, wow lying is becoming my forte now.