You hate me

Mason's POV

To be honest I really didn't give a fuck about who was welcoming who, I just wanted this party to get shitless drunk. And being in the kitchen right now is saving me for that annoying ass Stacey.

Yeah I know she is my girlfriend and all and am supposed to respect her or shit like that, but I don't. I don't give a fuck about her. She was only a rebound for Diana that went wrong and now its stuck to me like a leech.

"We are here," her high pitched voice brought me back to reality.

She was dressed in black as always, but this time with bits of other colors. She was dressed in a black jumpsuit with a pink bow on her waist to match the one on her head. Her jumpsuit was showing a bit of her perfect tits and curvy waist. She was just beautiful, reminding me of the the days she was mine.

She was the only girl I have ever loved but thanks to my stupidity she hates me to the gut, and am pretty sure if not for Ayla she would have never set foot here nor ever spoken to any Miller.

Speaking of, she was right beside her dressed in a rose pink v-shaped dress that hugged her body accentuating   her wide seductive hips. She was spotting a very huge smile brightly showing of her pearl like teeth. As she came closer her face was dotted with crimson shades a clear sign she has been drinking and her lips colored in ruby red that had my groin stirring to life.

For about the past hour, Stacey and I have been making out when I realized that Diana is no longer on the dance floor.

I start looking around the packed house for her.

"What's wrong babe?" Stacey asks, using her fingers to bring my face back in her direction.

Stacey Hathaway the queen bee of the school. Five foot seven tall, slender body, blonde hair, pretty face. Perfect body for modeling. Saying she is nice would be the biggest lie of the century. If rude ass bitch was a person then it was Stacey Hathaway. To be honest I don't like her but I like how glued she always is to me and not to mention how available she alway is. But now I want to talk to Diana. School is almost over and i don't wanna finish the year with her hating me.

"Nothing. Am going to get drinks," I say pushing her off of me.

I look around the living room before heading to the kitchen hoping she is there. Just as am about to leave and go check upstairs. A flash of pink by the pool catches my attention and I immediately head there.

Hardly am I out of the door to the backyard when I see Kevin kiss her. A sudden wave of shock pass through me almost sending me to the ground.

Quickly turning around I head back to the party. Even though its been more than an year since we dated or spoken. I never thought seeing her with someone else would hurt so much especially with my best friend. My heart feels like its being ripped out of my body after been stabbed so many times. It hurts so much, and with watery eyes I manage to stumble upstairs to my room ignoring all calls from anyone.

"You hurt?" The person I stumbled into immediately asks after I fell to the floor.

"Leave me alone," I snapped at the person as I rise up.

"You crying. I will call Jason," Ayla's face comes into view once I clear up my eyes.

"No don't," I hold her back just as she is about to leave.

"But you crying?" She protests.

"Am not crying. Something got into my eye," I lie as l pull her with me to my room.

To be honest I don't even know why I pulled her with me. I don't like her in the slightest. Every time I see her i remember my mother's betrayal to my dad and how she acts as if we are nonexistent. I hate her for the love she receives everyday from everyone even though they don't know a thing about her. What if she is the daughter of that asshole mother cheated with and has come to destroy everything that is left of my family?

"Are you okay? You spacey." Ayla jolts me back to the present.

"You won't understand even if I tell you," I mutter after a while.

"Try me," she smiles, that her mega dollar smile that makes her look even more beautiful, enchanting even.

"Have you ever seen the person you love in someone else's arms and you can't do anything for you know you are the one who pushed her there?" I ask her even though I know she won't understand.

"No,"

"I figured," I scoff turning from her.

"Stacey with another man?" She asked.

"No. And you know what get the hell out of my room I wonder why you are even here," I yell at her.

"Why you mean? You brought me here. You hate me," she sniffs.

Her eyes are already watery and soon her mascara will be running down her face and if Jason sees her like that, It will be a long night for me.

"No, no I don't hate you. I just don't know you well. And am sorry for snapping at you. Its not you am angry at," I sooth, her face in my hands as my fingers trace her smooth cheeks.

"You sure?" She asks.

"Yes of course," I say with smile.

I earn one of her million dollar smiles. And as l am this close to her I notice her hazel eyes light up and reflect her smile. And just like that, am trapped, I can't look away from her eyes and without meaning to I find myself drawing closer to her and kissing her.

All I can think about is that the feel of her lips on mine and how much I needed this, and I blame it all on the alcohol.

Seconds later she pulls away just as the door opens and in comes Stacey with her nasty mouth aimed at Ayla until she runs from the room, after giving me that look that asks me to help her, with her eyes already watery.