Chapter 3 CHAPTER THREE

HAILEY

Oh God, this feels so good. Fuck, I have to remember to give the vendor I got this vibrator from a five star.

The thought of five stars almost distract me from what I'm doing but I lock back in. I close my eyes and I'm on a massive soft bed and Ryan and I are going at it. He's attentive and it's all about me.

He suddenly stops and winks at me as he moves lower until his face is at my crotch. He nips at my pussy lips and my body responds.

My front door slamming makes my eyes fly open and I stop immediately. My housemate doesn't slam doors. If it's not her then it could only be one person. Fuck, he couldn't even give me five minutes to finish.

I quickly hide the vibrator under my pillow and straighten the bed as best as I can before he comes in. He pushes my door open and I almost slap myself. How could I forget to lock the door?

"Hey," he says and plops down on the bed.

The 'hey' is heavy and loaded with a lot of drama. The ache I feel from not finishing disappears, this is about to be a long evening.

"What happened?" I ask.

That's all the encouragement he needs. He stands up and faces me and I see that his face is red. He must have really been upset.

"Hails, there is only one reason why I would be reacting like this. It's always Xavier. Why the fuck is he still on the team? He sucks at football. How the fuck did coach even let him join the team. He's just taking up space and wearing uniforms someone more talented could have had."

Yup, he's very angry. He didn't pause to breathe.

"What did he do this time?"

"That stupid fucking fuckface ruined the game for me. I was going undefeated in practice and he fucking ended my streak because coach decided to put him on my team."

"That sucks. Why is he even on the team if he's that terrible."

His hands go up and his eyes bulge. "That's what I fucking want to know. He's just on the team because he's Tristan's twin. Fuck that twin shit, I'm going to bring it up at the next team meeting. He has to go."

"Yeah, you should do that." I say, nodding. "In the meantime, you have to relax. It was just practice."

He stops his pacing and just glares at me. Before I can apologise for saying anything, he takes his bag and he walks out of the room, once again, slamming the door.

I sigh and fall back on the bed. I'll call him later in the evening to apologise. I lie still for a couple of minutes, trying to get back into the fantasy that was playing in my head before he came but I can't. His behaviour has ruined the fantasy.

I groan and bury my face in the pillow. Fuck Xavier, this is all his fault.

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"Girl we never see you anymore! Where have you been?" Kylie yells.

The music playing in the restaurant we're currently seating in isn't that loud for her to be yelling but that's the type of girl Kylie is.

"Duhhh, she's spending all her time with her hot boyfriend, I would too." Megan says with a smile.

Hot boyfriend, yes. Spending all my time with him? No. Ryan's schedule is busy and we don't see that often.

"God, I'm so jealous. How did you even bag Ryan? You don't even have the same interests." Kylie says.

I don't bother replying. I've told her this story so much, it has started to annoy me.

"Kylie! You're such an air head. She's told you before. He saw her from across the field and he knew she was the love of his life and he spent the entire month begging her to be his."

Megan and Kylie sigh dreamily and I shake my head. That's not quite how it happened but I like their version better.

"Can we order yet? I'm hungry."

Megan shakes her head at me. I've still not learnt her rules about going to restaurants. We're not here to eat, we're here to see and be seen.

"Why'd you pick this spot? This isnt exactly your speed."

I look around the beautiful quaint restaurant in admiration. I like it but we usually eat at more upscale places.

"Urgghh, don't remind me. We're here because Kylie wants to see Xavier."

I freeze with the glass in my hand. I couldn't have heard right, right?

"I heard he was playing here today and I decided to come." Kylie says with a predatory smile.

"Xavier is going to play here tonight?" I ask, dumbly.

"Yeah. You know, because of the shaggy hair and the losers he hangs out with, I forget that he's Tristan's identical twin. But after that clip where he took his shirt off? I have to have him. It's why everyone is here."

I look around again and this time I take in everybody here. She's right, almost all the people here are girls. Xavier has a fan base now? I've never looked at him long enough to know if he looks good or not, but Tristan looks good so I guess it's understandable but it's still strange.

"You look like you're going to be sick. Relax, it's not like he's going to pause his show to pick on you." Megan says.

"Why would he pick on her?" Kylie asks and Megan sighs.

Kylie isn't dumb, she just doesn't care. If it doesn't directly affect her, she's not interested in it so she tends to block out so many conversations happening around her.

"You're right. I shouldn't leave. We're here, I might as well eat."

Megan rolls her eyes once again but calls the waiter. I lost a lot of friends I started college with when Ryan and I started dating. Megan saved me from being the strange girl whose only friend is her boyfriend, so I'll always be grateful to her.

Someone taps on the mic twenty minutes later, announcing that Xavier's band, No Beards, will be performing soon. I scrunch my face at the band name. It has always been a dumb name to me and I don't understand why they would pick that.

I look everywhere but the stage when they start coming out. Coming here is one thing, listening to him play is another thing, I refuse to watch him or enjoy his music.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming." Xavier says into the mic when the screams and claps die down.

Girls cheer once again and I roll my eyes. Poor them, cheering for a villain.

"Before we start, there's someone in here that will mess up my flow with her energy and I would like to ask her to leave."

I freeze and hold my self very still. Even though he hasn't said my name, it feels like everyone is looking at me.

"Hailey Harper, please leave my show."

Everyone's eyes find me and my face burns in embarrassment.

Fuck. Him.