Page 40 of Make You Love Me

Why did I ever touch this girl?

I almost choke on the pizza I’m eating when I see the "fine-ass" new girl walk into the cafeteria with her food tray in hand.

What the fuck?

Ford gives me a knowing smile. “See G, I told you… baddest you’ve ever seen right? I knew she would be your type. All innocent but sexy at the same time.” Amber scoffs and I’m stunned into silence.

I am utterly speechless right now with a million thoughts running through my head. My chest feels like it's caving in on me.

Lottie.My motherfucking Lottie.

What is she doing here?

My heart is pounding at the sight of the one girl who owns me. Now I’m even more confused. Why is she here in Richmond Hills? A little over a month ago, this would have been the best news of my life, but now, my gut turns with anxious thoughts. Did she move down here to be nearhimand live at her grandmother’s house? I can’t imagine Lottie wanting to live with her full time but then again, she does let Ethel control her like a puppet.

My fists squeeze to the point of turning white at the thought. I can’t see her every day and know she isn’t mine to hold anymore.

If she is really with him, I will lose my shit. I will raise fucking hell.

She’s walking with Remi Kincaid, who was most likely assigned to show Lottie around the school on her first day. Lottie looks so damn good, almost too good, all eyes are on her. Looking every bit the Richmond she is with her perfect hair and clothes, and her head held high.

Something seems different about her though. She looks like she has lost some weight. Her curves look more accentuated than they were. Every inch of her was perfect before, why did she go and lose weight? The biggest difference I see in her is the way she carries herself. She has her head held high and all eyes on her as she walks this way to find a table with Remi.

Lottie glances my way but quickly avoids my stare. I know she saw me, but she doesn’t seem to care, which just solidifies the fact she didn’t come here for me. Not that she’s given me any signs that she would have.

She waves to the table right beside ours and says something to Remi before they head towards the group of familiar faces. Lottie goes around to the other side of the table where I can see her even better. Although right now I'm wishing I couldn’t. The big smile she gives Snow as he moves over to make room for her has all my pent-up anger surfacing to the top.

How the fuck does she know him? That greeting didn’t look like one between two people who just met today. Frankie is also sitting at their table with her best friend Lucian. Remi walks to sit with a group at the other end of the table. I see Snow introduce Lottie to them and that guts me, I’m supposed to be the one doing that. Frankie is basically my family.

I sit there stunned, trying to count to ten in my head before I flip this fucking table over and claim her in front of everyone in this room. I can’t take my eyes off her and it's like as soon as she realizes who Frankie is she looks right at me.Could she feel me staring at her?

Frankie’s head turns to see what she’s looking at, but I don’t take my eyes off Lottie. It’s still there, that undeniable thing we have. I can see it on her face—she’s trying to fight it… us, but her guard slips slightly when she sees Amber, who has apparently decided to link her arm in mine that’s propped on the table. I didn’t even notice she had moved closer to me until I saw Lottie’s eyes go to her.

Snow glances at me and then back to her as he says something that puts her mask back in place and has her smiling and laughing a little. Corbin Snow and I run in the same circle, we aren’t close, but I have never had a problem with him... until right now as he soaks in all that is Lottie.

Chill the fuck out Greyson, she’s just making new friends… doesn’t mean it's anything more. I want answers… Snow is the polar opposite of that rich boy Jacob.

Ford is talking to Nox and the rest of the table about our home game Friday night and the bonfire afterward, but I can’t seem to give a fuck about anything but Lottie right now. She’s not even acknowledging me after everything we shared this summer and that fucking hurts.

I need more of a reaction from her…even if it's a middle finger pointed in my direction. A month ago, we were making love and promising forever.

Noticing she glances back my way after what feels like a lifetime, I decide that if Lottie wants to pretend I don’t exist, I can play that game too. Taking advantage of the clinger next to me, I swing my right leg over the bench so that I’m now straddling it. Pulling Amber in between my legs. She shifts closer then looks up at me and I wink. I know I’m confusing her because I never give in to her attention-seeking shit anymore, but I need to see where Lottie’s feelings stand.

I watch Amber cautiously because she’s licking her lips and looking back at my mouth… Oh hell no. You give this girl an inch and she takes a mile. Movement in my peripheral vision has me looking away from her.

That’s when I see Lottie get up and storm out.

It takes everything in me not to follow her. Yes, I wanted to see if she cared, wanted to see more of that jealousy I got a glimpse of, but now I’m feeling like an asshole for using Amber to get a rise out of her.Shit, I didn’t think this through. My head is all fucked up.

I don’t want her to think I moved on that fast. It’s only been a little over a month. It may have only taken that long for me to fall in love with her, but it's going to take a hell of a lot longer in order for me to fall out.If ever.

My phone beeps and the name that pops up makes my heart drop. I guess she unblocked me.

Stacks:I see Amber still likes her position between your knees. Fuck you and your little fuck buddy.

How does she know about Amber? And when did she start saying Fuck so much?

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