Changed {Martin Garrix Fanfiction}

Chapter 15

Chapter Fifteen - 11:30 

- Martin's POV - 

My eyes kept flickering from afar, watching Mads practically sprinting from the wooded area. My eyes soon followed behind of her to see the blonde, Matthew. She had stopped running by now with a big goofy smile on her face as she turned to face him. She said something, making him laugh fairly loudly. I had to admit, a spark of jealousy was boiling under my skin. A couple of more minutes passed by and they were still talking. Finally, Matthew began to walk away, making it to be my chance. My feet picked themselves up before getting up right behind of her. 

"Sor -" she looked up as she bumped into me. I could have sworn her cheeks flushed for a split second. "Hi," she muttered. 

"Nice shorts," I stepped back, glancing down at her long legs. 

"What's up?" She looked around us before looking back up to me. My hand reached into my back pocket, grabbing the slip of paper. I was not planning on giving her this until a couple more days, but seeing her just now with Matthew... I had to. 

"Here," I held my hand out. She took it, a confused expression on her face. Since I knew she would ask questions, my feet picked themselves up, leaving her there to read it. I could not help the smirk that was appearing on my face just thinking about her reaction. 

My feet walked themselves through the campus, trying to soak up as much of this free time as possible. I decided to go back to my dorm for the time being, I needed to check on a few things anyways. In just a few minutes, I approached my dorm building, only there was one person who I guarantee is waiting for me. Kris. 

"Hey," she said awkwardly, shifting on her feet. 

"Hi?" I asked, grabbing the door handle to go in. 

"Wait, Martin," she said, stopping me from doing so. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. 

"Look," I looked down at her very petite frame. "If you want your panties back, that's not going to be possible," I said, remembering vividly throwing them in the bush the day Mads caught me. To be truthful, that was the last sexual thing I have done in the past two weeks. 

"I don't care about that," she shook her head furiously. "I'm worried about Karlie," she said, concern building in her voice. I furrowed my eyebrows at her. What the hell is she on about? 

"Okay... what's wrong with her?" I was tempted to open the door and leave her ass out here. 

"She hasn't left her dorm in almost two days," her brown eyes were filled with worry. It is still weird to think that I have seen her (as known as, Karlie's best friend) naked. 

"And you're telling me this because?" I was utterly confused because frankly, I could care less about Karlie right now. She has been a bigger bitch than ever this year. And I would put money on why; jealously from Mads.