More Than One [18+]

20.

- Two weeks later

I hate school.

We're on a trip for the whole weekend to some museum, and I'm so bored. To make it worse, Dylan is in the other group and Mike is in mine. But the teachers said, no switching.

So now I'm bored and annoyed. Mike's been hanging around me all the time, but I'm ignoring him. The paintings here are cool, but I've already seen them a hundred times today and I'm done with them.

A sound from my phone makes me jump and I quickly look.  

You're such a cutie

I smile and blush like an idiot. They're too sweet, I swear. They've send me things like this far the past few hours and every time, I start blushing. Thankfully, no one saw yet.

But now, Mike looks over my shoulder on my phone. I quickly turn around and glare at him. "Go away, Mike!" 

He grins. "But why, love? We can go upstairs now, and you'll immediately find your feelings back," he smirks and starts tracing my neck. I shiver and step away.

"I don't need feelings for you!" I yell, a bit too loud. Everyone looks at us, and I start blushing again. This time, it's not happiness but embarrassment.

Mike cringes. "But, love, I know you do," he whispers. I shoot daggers at him. "I don't. I have a boyfriend," I snap. He chuckles.

"You don't. You're a slut who has another guy every day. So why can't I fuck this cunt, hm? Am I not good enough for you?" He steps closer, looks more threatening now.

I gulp. My hands start trembling. "Mike," I hiss. I pretend to be mad, but I'm scared. What if he makes me sleep with him?

"What's wrong, love? Hm? I think I know what. That your body misses me, and that I'll find this little pussy wet for me."

I know one thing for sure. I'm not wet for him.

"Stop. Stop calling me love and stop acting like a creep!" I snap and walk away. I decide to stand next to a teacher, so he won't come back.

He glares at me, but then he walks to another girl. She does want to sleep with him, I guess, because she starts giggling and they head for the toilets. I roll my eyes.

I look back at my phone, which is spammed by my guys. 

Elijah: Sweetheartttt

Ethan: Princesssss

Jordan: Babyyyy

Owen: Darling, I think they want attention

Jordan: As if you don't

Aaron: You've been whining for ten minutes straight now

Owen: Why you gotta do me like that man