Justin's P.O.V
She declined my offer of being my girlfriend! Who does she think she is? I mean, I'm Justin Moors. I'm irresistible. Everyone loves me, and anyone would die to become my girlfriend.
"She turned you down, just like I said she would," Dylan says from the door.
"Come on Dylan! You don't actually like her do you?" I ask.
"I actually do. I love her like a sister and I will do anything to keep you away from her!" Dylan exclaims.
"This has to be an act! Or a bet! Or a dare! No one can actually like a girl like Melody," I explain.
"Actually, someone can! And if you actually got to know her, and not for a bet or dare, you would see that!" Dylan retorts.
"You're my best friend! You're suppose to be on my side!" I shout.
"Yeah well you're suppose to be my best friend! But you chose the dark side instead," Dylan shouts back.
"Are we seriously letting Melody come inbetween us?" I ask.
"She isn't the problem. You are Justin. And when you finally realize that, give me a call," Dylan says and walks away.
That little bitch is ruining my friendship with Dylan! How dare she!
I threw my lamp across the room and it shattered. I ran my hands through my hair and paced around my room.
What was I feeling?
Why am I feeling this?
I need something to take my mind of this.
I need to have sex. Now.
I pulled out my phone and texted my sex buddy around here.
"Hello?" She says.
"Hey I'm coming over," I say.
She giggles on the other end and agrees. I end the call and I head downstairs.
"I'm going out! Don't wait up!" I scream.
I didn't wait for an answer before I left the house. I ran to my motorcycle and I started down the road to the house.
My mind kept wandering to Melody and what she was doing. If we were still in San Francisco, we would be cuddling or watching a movie, or something. Together. But now, I mean nothing to her and she means nothing to me. It's always been like that.
Before I knew it, I was at her house. I rang the doorbell and she opened the door wearing lingerie from Victoria Secret.
She wasn't as pretty as Melody, but she was hot and had a good body so it worked.
Wait, why am I thinking of Melody? I shouldn't.
"Hey babe," she says seductively. Well...tries to say seductively.
"Hey," I say and push her against the wall.
We started to make out, until I picked her up and carried her upstairs and into her bedroom.
I won't go into to much detail, but let's just say, it was one of the best sex I've had in weeks. We were both breathing heavily and just laid on the bed.
"That....was....amazing," she whispers..
I don't say a word. I get up from the bed and start to get dressed.
"What are you doing?" She asks.
"Leaving, thank you for your time," I respond.
"But-" she starts.
"See you later," I cut her off and exit her bedroom. I run downstairs before she could get to me and I rushed over to my motorcycle. I started the engine and darted towards my house.
I pulled up in the driveway and I saw Tristan walking up Melody's porch.
"Tristan!" I scream. He looks over to me and gives me a small wave.
He rings the doorbell and Melody opens up. She hugs him and he hugs her back. She yanks him inside her house and shuts the door. Hm, I wonder whats that all about.
I take off my helmet and I enter the house.
"I'm home!" I scream.
"Where have you been?" Adam asks coming to greet me.
"Just went out to think," I respond with a lie.
"Dude, it's 4:30 and you left at 2:30. I don't think it takes 2 hours to think," Adam says.
I roll my eyes and push past him not wanting to deal with his stupid questions. It's none of his buisness where I was. My sex life is not for the public.
I enter my room and walk over to my window. I heard mumbling from Melody's room and decided, for once, to give her privacy. If she wanted to talk to me she would. But she obviously doesn't, so I'm not going to push it.
I walk over to my bathroom and decided to take a shower. I stink and that's not very attractive.
I start the shower and get undressed. I step into the shower and quickly wash myself. Once I was done I got out, tied my towel around my waist, and entered my room again.
I looked at myself in the mirror and smirked at how attractive I am. Any girl would fall to my feet if I asked her too, except Melody, and the rest of the girls at the high school. They worship Melody! They call her their Queen and they do so many nice things for her for no damn reason!
I went to my closet and put on some boxers, and some sweatpants. I dried my damp hair and laid on my bed. I went on my phone and saw that Melody posted a photo on instagram. I'm surprised she hasn't blocked me or unfollowed me yet.
The picture was of her and Tristan. She was smiling while Tristan kissed her cheek. I thought he was gay? It was probably just a friendly gesture.
I shrugged it off and set my phone down. I got out of my room and went downstairs to eat. I passed by Dylan and he didn't say a word to me. This will all blow over soon. I hope.
I walked into the kitchen and pulled out the bread, mayo, tomatoes, lettuce and turkey; I was making a turkey sandwich.
I went over to the dinning table and started to eat my sandwich in silence, until Jackson and Michael came.
"Leave Melody alone," Jackson says with a sigh.
I raise my eyebrow at him ready to question him.
"Honestly, she's been through way to much and making that bet didn't help. She came here to get away from us and we didn't listen. So just leave her alone," Jackson explains.
I look over at Michael and he just nods.
"She's my twin and my sister. I should have respected her more. So just stop messing with her," Michael says.
I look at them and I see both of them run a hand through their hair, indicating they were lying.
I smirk and start to laugh.
"That was good! I actually believed you for a second!" I laughed.
They both grinned and started to laugh too.
"We wanted to see your reaction!" Michael exclaims.
They sat down and eyed me.
"So? Who was the girl?" Jackson asks.
I shrug.
"You know her," I state.
"Lets see a picture," Jackson reasons. I shrug and run upstairs to get my phone. I came back down and pulled up a picture of her. I showed Michael and Jackson and their eyes went wide.
"Holy shit her?" Jackson exclaims.
"Yup," I say.
"You did good bro," Michael nods his head in approval. I smirk.
I did good.
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Authors Note
Hey guys! Okay so this is my first Authors Note of this book and I still can't believe I made this far! But I couldn't have done it without you guys! So how do you like the book so far? It may seem boring right now, but I can assure you, more drama will come.
Who do you think the girl is?
Love you all,
~Asha