Page 58 of Make You Love Me

“Oh, and stop throwing yourself at our guys, it's pathetic. I’ve already told you, they want nothing to do with you,” Amber sneers as her girls snicker at her side.

It takes all the restraint I have not to punch this girl in the face. But I decide to use my words, and if what I've been told is true, they're going to hurt.

“No Amber, you want to know what’s pathetic… it’s chasing after a group of guys who don’t give a shit about you. Throwing yourself at them day after day must be exhausting. Hoping they’ll take you to an empty classroom, or the backseat of their car for a quick hook-up. Knowing damn well they’ll never want anything more from you, you're just a hole for them, a way to quickly get off,” I say as I shrug my shoulders, keeping my face void of emotions.

I hear the side commentary from the surrounding crowd, but I ignore them, trying to stay focused on Amber. I don’t trust her to keep her hands to herself.

“Oh really, that’s not what a certain someone said when I was last with him. If I recall correctly, he said I was the best he ever had and that’s why he keeps coming back for more. But we’ll keep names out of it,” she sneers with a smug look on her face.

“Whatever you want to keep telling yourself, Amber. No one takes you or any of the Jock Hoppers seriously,” I say, earning a big “Ooo” from the crowd.

“Jock Hopper?” she questions.

Feigning innocence as she did a few months ago, I answer, “Oh you didn’t know? That’s what everyone calls you and your friends… so desperate to hop from one jock’s dick to another.”

“You fat fucking bitch, how dare you!” she yells as she lunges toward me just as two large, tattooed arms grab hold of her.

“Oh Greyson, did you hear all the nasty things she was saying about me?” Amber says with a pout on her face that would almost pass as believable if she wasn't fake-as-fuck.

My eyes are locked onto his arms, which are slowly releasing her. I think I'm going to be sick. I go to leave but the sound of his voice stops me.

“I’ve heard plenty, Amber, and every word Lottie’s said is the truth.”What?

“Let's get one thing straight… Lottie is perfect, her mind, body, and soul. She’s every guy's fantasy. You’re only knocking her because you can't stand the way everyone wants her or wants to be near her. But trust me when I say, she is whateveryguy wants, not a petty ass bitch who can't take no for an answer. So fuck off Amber, and keep Lottie’s name out of your mouth,” he says as he gestures with his hand between the two of us.

I swear my knees buckle at his words. Did I hear him correctly? Chancing a look in his direction he looks pissed, and I'm not sure if it's because of Amber, or if he's still mad at me. Ford’s hand clasps my shoulder, breaking my stare-off with Greyson. “You good?” he asks, and I nod my head, still unable to form any words. I notice he has my bag in his hand and Nox is standing next to him. Grabbing the bag, I mouth a silent thank you and they both nod in unison.

Amber and her cronies storm off in the opposite direction. She looked like she was about to cry. Serves her right for starting shit with me. I did nothing to her. She’s the one who has instigated it since day one.

Greyson doesn’t say a damn word to me as he walks past and out the front doors. This boy is a mind fuck, to say the least. He goes from giving me the cold shoulder to sticking up for me in front of everyone to not saying a damn word.

What is going on in that head of yours, Greyson?

Chapter Nineteen

“Comeonfucker,Idon’t have all night!”I yell at Lennox as he takes his sweet ass time talking to Emerson and his little brother Colton. I swear Nox has a soft spot for the girl, but he's too damn touchy about it, so we don’t bring it up.

He walks towards me, flipping me off. I don’t give a shit. Anticipation thrumming through me to get to this party, hoping Lottie will be there since Remi’s friends are throwing it. It’s on the east side of town near Ethel’s house where all the rich kids in our area live. Our football game was away last night, so I didn’t get the opportunity to catch her at the bonfire like last weekend. Even though I’ve been giving Lottie the cold shoulder at school all week, my need to catch sight of her any chance I can hasn’t diminished. I did break my promise to myself about letting Lottie come to me when I heard Amber spouting off hateful bullshit to her the other day.I better not see that bitch tonight. I always knew she was a privileged little princess, but I didn’t realize how much of a cunt she was until that moment. Hearing those words out of her mouth and the hurt Lottie tried hiding on her face made me hate the fact that I ever touched Amber.

“Chill dude, I was just looking out for them. Colton was trying to convince Em to go party over in Highland to see some chick he is digging. He thinks Emerson is his wing woman or some shit,” Nox says as he opens the back door to my dad’s Tahoe. I asked him if I could borrow it for the night because I was DD'ing and didn’t know who would need a ride later. Of course, he offered to just drive us wherever we needed to go, but I told him I wouldn’t drink tonight.

Ford decides to chime in as Lennox gets in the backseat and I pull off. “How Colton is only friends with her and those long, lean legs and perky tits… I have no idea. I wouldn’t have been able to keep my dick in check.”

A low growl comes from Nox before he says, “Don’t talk about her like that motherfucker!”

“Oh, I forgot you’re more protective of her than your little brother, her supposed best friend is. Wonder why that is, huh, Nox?”

For fuck's sake, I guess tonight is going to be that kind of night. Ford is feeling like testing the limits.

“Drop it Ford,” Nox quickly says with a deadly glare.

Ford throws his hands up in surrender. “Okay, okay… damn, Coach must have gone hard on you and Snow in the ring today. You’re touchy as hell.”

Just hearing his name has me on edge.

Nox seems happy for the subject change. “He’s been pushing us both a lot lately. Speaking of that though, I feel like it’s my place to tell you…” He pauses and I meet his eyes in my rear-view mirror. “Lottie came with Snow to practice today to watch us spar. Coach jumped his ass about bringing a distraction with him, and Corbin told him it wasn’t like that. So maybe it's not, but just wanted to prepare you because they both said they were going to the party tonight.”

My skin starts to crawl just thinking about my girl hanging with him. I’ve seen how he looks at her.

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