Ch 4— Sweetheart, you're getting naughty.

SAMANTHA

Business Law was one of the classes I enjoyed the most, but it was entirely different today since almost everyone's attention was on me during the lecture, and I found it difficult to pay attention in class.

I knew coming to school with Matt was a bad idea but I didn't expect it to be that bad. I was glad that classes were already over and I couldn't wait to escape from everyone's sights to find an empty room where I could hide myself until I could get a hold of Matthew Cruz.

Walking down the hallway with my phone in my hand, scrolling through my contacts list, and checking for Matt’s contact. I halted on my track when the realisation hit me. “Shit, I don't even have his contact.”

A tired sigh escaped my mouth, and I looked left to right to check if anyone was watching. After making sure no one was looking my way, I sucked in a sharp breath and dragged my feet towards the nearest door, hoping to stay in the empty room to think of how to get to Matt.

I lifted my hand to grab the doorknob when I heard moaning sounds coming from the room. My hand hung in the air, waiting for the sound to come again to know if I wasn't hearing things.

“Mmph!” this time, the moan was louder and I withdrew my hand. Going inside the room after hearing that sound was not a good idea.

I made to turn away from the door when I heard a voice that sounded just like Matt’s voice said “Turn around and give me your back”. I felt my head snap at the door and then, the sounds of bodies crashing against the furniture made colour drained from my body.

My chest tightened in fear and anger. I knew Matt was a man whore before growing feelings for him, but witnessing him fucked other girls made my stomach churned with disgust.

“Sam!” a voice yelled out my name, startling me.

“Oh my fucking god, honey!” the voice panted heavily and I chuckled, already knew who the drama queen was.

I turned around to face Oliver with his rainbow Crocs matching with his rainbow tote.

“Olly?” I chuckled, the sight before me was enough to get my mind over Matt. “Hey, bro.”

Olly rushed up to me and linked his arm with mine.“Sweetheart, I've been searching everywhere for you as soon as I was done with classes,” he whined and I arched my brows.

“Oh, really?” I asked, not knowing why he had to search for me when he could just call me on the phone. “What’s up?” I asked, freeing my arm from his, to stare at him.

He looked from left to right before leaning closer. “I heard what happened!” he whispered, but his voice was so loud that anyone from the other end would hear what he said.

“My god, sweetheart, you're getting naughty.” he smiled proudly, giving my arm a little punch.

I didn't say anything. I watched my best friend press a palm to his mouth, to suppress himself from screaming as he said, “Hooking up with Matthew Cruz? Fuck, that's fantastic. Tell me the gist, is it true? Does Matt know how to fuck? Is Matt’s dick highly addictive as bitches said? Did he make you feel good that you want more?”

I knew Oliver was crazy but I didn't expect him to yell out such in the hallway where people were passing.

“What?” I groaned and grabbed Olly’s wrist to pull him away from the hallway but he put his free hand on my hold on his wrist, stopping me from dragging him away.

“Oh, sweetheart, tell me everything already I'm dying to know.” he pouted.

“Oliver!” I inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly.

“Can you please calm down?” for fuck sake people were passing and they were watching us.

I had to hide behind Oliver as two of Natasha's friends stopped walking, throwing us a judgmental glare.

“Hyping a dude’s dick when you got one! Yuck!” one scoffed and I felt my fist clenched beside me. They honestly don't need to be rude to Oliver since I was their target.

“So? Should I be hyping yo bitches pussies instead?” I chuckled slowly as it seemed like their insult didn't get to Oliver at all.

“One is shameless and the other is a whore. Best Friends goal.” I heard another say and I was about to step out of Oliver's back when I felt his hold on my wrist, telling me to leave the fight for him.

“Fuck off bitches, stop saying nonsense or I’m going to shove my dick down your throat and deep fuck you until you bitches pass out.” he laughed. What he said must have embarrassed the two girls because I didn't hear them uttered another word and I could hear their footsteps fade as they walked away.

Thank God Oliver handled them well, if not I wouldn't have known what to say to them. Fuck, I hate the attention I was getting because of Matt.

“Yuck! I can't do that with bitches.” Oliver groaned, pulling me out of his back.

“Oh, good lord!” I explained, seeing the number of eyes that were on us but Oliver didn't seem like he cared about them.

“So, honey,” he grabbed my hand, pulling me to face him. “Everyone is going crazy about you and Matt thang. Tell me about it, how did the one night stand between the school bad boy and the school good girl went,” he said with a wink.

I bit my bottom lip, it seemed like my best friend had formed a theory he wanted to believe in his head, and I Swear, I was going to murder him if he did not listen and hear me explain the situation to him.

“I did…” the crashing noises from the room behind us cut me off, we both turned our gaze to see Matthew, walking out of the room with a girl from my English class, Lily, standing beside him.

“Shit.” Lily gasped upon seeing me. She scurried away and I wondered what was her deal.

“Hey, great thing you're here,” Matt smiled, balls of sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Are you done here? Can we leave?” he moved his hand to his hair, styling his hair with his hand.

My heart dropped to my stomach, never knew a guy dripping with sweat from a make-out would be that hot. “S—Sure.” I stuttered, I was practically losing my voice as Matt stared at me with those ocean eyes that were making me want to sin.

“Good. Please let's go.” Matt threw his backpack over his shoulder and started walking away.

I turned to face Olly who was blushing like an idiot. “I will call you later.” I mouthed and held my bag tighter as I hastened my pace to meet with Matt.

“You owe me double gist, honey! I'm proud of you.” Olly yelled after me as I walked down the hallway with Matt chuckling beside me.

I gulped down nothing and silently prayed he didn't hear anything Olly was saying back there.