𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

seventeen

the banging on the door started getting louder and louder

the room around felt hot even though the whole club was air conditioned

it was weird because all i had for this man was hatred and i knew that he hated me too.

its just that he liked flirted with women to get a reaction out of them

his hand finds its way to my neck, wrapping around it perfectly as if it was made just for my neck

his thumb shoots up under my jaw, tilting my head up, giving him more access.

"RUBY?" we hear a man question from outside

"HELLO? WHATS GOING ON IN THERE" they yell again

i try to pull away, my body basically begging for air

but his hand held me in place firmly

i finally manage to part our lips, my lip tingled slightly because of the fact that he had bit it

"clay" i mutter out, trying to catch my breath.

he breathes heavily as well, looking down at me, smirking slightly

"IF YOU DON'T COME OUT IN A MINUTE, ILL OPEN IT WITH THE KEY I HAVE" we hear again

clays eyes trail towards the door before his head drops down to me, his eyes slowly find their way back to mine

he smiles again

"i kinda like this view" he says, his lips still wet from the kiss, he licks them

"oh fuck off" i say trying to push him off me, but i fail

one of his hands rested on my waist while the other one was still placed around my neck the thumb against the bottom of my jaw,

i grab the wrist of the arm that was on my neck as he started applying more pressure, "let me go or you'll fuck up the mission" i say

his finger pushes my head up more, "give me another kiss darling" he says softly, breathing down my neck

i flip the both of us, "i don't know why i kissed you just now, but thats the first and the last time i EVER kiss you" i say pulling his hands off me as i got off him.

i quickly fix my attire, clay scoffs getting off the couch while fixing his attire as well

"OKAY 10...9...8" i hear on the other side

i huff, unlocking the door

i open the door to the sight of the person i spoke to early, the backstage manager or whatever he was known as.

"oh youre okay" he says eyeing me, i nod slightly annoyed

"wheres the guy at? his time is up" he questions

i push the door open more so that he could see the asshole in the room

clay looks up at him, his face emotionless, the ends of his mouth lift upwards slightly as if an idea had struck him