I woke up the next morning feeling exhilarated. I looked like one of those people off those commercials when they wake up and the sun is shining on them after they had a good night's rest.
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating, but I am in a good mood. I walk into my bathroom and brush my teeth. I plug up my phone to my speakers and turn on my music while I get ready.
The song 'Midnight Memories' by One Direction starts to play. I rinse my mouth out and head to my closet to put on something decent.
"1, 2, 3. Straight off the plane to a new hotel. Just touched down, you could never tell. A big house party with a crowded kitchen. People talk shh but we don't listen." I sing.
I put on a grey Raglan tee, white denim pants, and white flats. I throw my hair into a messy bun and look at myself in the mirror. It yells lazy, but in a good way. I'm satisfied.
I smell bacon and as if on cue, my stomach starts to growl. My favorite part of Midnight Memories is coming up. I jump on top of my bed and prepare myself to wake up the neighbors.
"You and me and all our friends. I don't care how much we spend. Baby, this is what the night is for, oh, oh, oh." I sing Niall's part.
I go straight into Harry's part getting even louder. "I know nothing's making sense. For tonight let's just pretend. I don't wanna stop so give me more, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh." I cough a little bit not being able to hit the last note.
I decided to give up my singing career and go downstairs to eat breakfast. I'm snapping my fingers and humming different songs as I enter the kitchen. Nothing can ruin my mood right now.
Again, I spoke too soon. At my table, my mom, dad, and Jake are sitting there. That's not what bothers me. I'm used to seeing Jake here every morning. It's the person sitting beside him. Yup, you guessed it. Jordan.
"Good morning, honey. You must be in a good mood." My mom smiles. Well, I was in a good mood. I don't say anything. I just stare at Jordan, who's staring at me.
"What are you doing here?" I ask in not such a nice tone. My mom sends me a glare telling me to be polite.
"I stayed with Jake last night and he told me he was coming over here so I tagged along. Your dad is such a great cook. These chocolate chip pancakes are..." I cut him off.
"Good. Yeah, I know. I've had them before." I say. He seems confused as to why I'm being so mean to him.
I walk over to the cabinet and grab a plate. I put two pancakes on my plate along with bacon and scrambled eggs. I sit down in between Jake and my mom.
I eat like nothing has just happened. I pretend that Jordan isn't staring a huge hole on the side of my head. I pretend that my mom isn't looking at me like she's disappointed because of the way I talked to Jordan and I pretend that I'm still in a good mood.
Who the hell am I kidding? My mood was ruined as soon as I saw him sitting here. Jordan clears his throat, causing me to look up at him.
"Can I talk to you for a moment in private?" He asks me. I much rather sit here and eat my breakfast, but the look my mom is giving me is telling me I don't have a choice, but to say yes.
I nod my head and stand up. He follows me out the kitchen, through the living room, and out the back door of our house. I sit down on one of the patio chairs beside him.
It was quiet for a moment and I'm sure he's thinking of what to say to make sure he doesn't say the wrong thing. He doesn't know exactly why I'm mad at him, but I'd like to see him apologize for whatever he thought he did to me. Maybe, he'll end up telling on himself.
"Abby, I'm sorry." He finally says. That's all? Just an 'Abby, I'm sorry' is all I get.
"For what?" I ask. Now this is where I'm going to get him. He's going to tell the truth about how he only wanted to get in my pants and I'm going to punch him with my right hook that Matt taught me.
"For everything. I left you at the party to dance with girls. I never once thought that maybe a party just isn't your type of scene. I should have asked you if you wanted to leave and then we could have done something else together. I wanted to spend last night with you, but I messed that up. I shouldn't have taken you to a party anyway to spend time with you. That was a stupid idea. Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry and if we could start over again, I promise I'll be one of the best friends you ever had." He tells me.
Okay. I wasn't expecting that. In fact, I feel like I'm going to faint at his apology. He seems really torn about last night and I can't help, but forgive him because those hazel eyes can make you do just about anything.
"I forgive you." I tell him. A smile breaks out on his face and he pulls me in for a hug. I can't help, but smile. He smells so good and his embrace just makes you want to never let him go, but sadly he pulls back and I have to let go.
"I promise, you won't regret it. Maybe I can make up last night to you by taking you out today?" He asks.
"What do you have in mind?" I asked. "Well, Troy got this new movie that he's been dying to see and he wants all the guys to come over and watch it. You want to tag along?" He smiles.
That smile can make me jump off of mount Everest. I smile back. "I would love to tag along." I say.
"Alright, let's go then. I have to stop by the store and get some things for the movie. Do you mind?" He asks while we head back inside.
"No, it's fine. I should go get changed into something better." I tell him. I turn to walk away and he grabs my wrist, spinning me around to face him.
"You look perfect," He pauses than smiles, "Just the waaay you are." He sings.
I hit him playfully on the arm and laugh. Although he said it playfully, I can tell he meant it. We headed out the front door, but I stopped and told him I would meet him at his car.
I went back into the kitchen and saw my mom, dad, and Jake still sitting there. "Hey, guys. I'm going out for a bit with Jordan. I'll be back in about three hours." I tell them.
"Are you two dating?" My dad asked. "What? No!" I exclaimed. Jake is laughing his butt off at my expression.
"I'm leaving now." I mutter before stomping out of the house. I get into Jordan's car and we take off.
*****
"So, what do you want for this movie?" We're in the store looking for food to eat while we watch the movie Troy bought.
"I think we should get popcorn and candy. Maybe some soda too." I tell him.
"Great idea. Let's go get some popcorn first." He tells me. We're walking down the aisles together. I think about how I didn't apologize to him for last night and how I should.
"Jordan." I say. "Mhmm." He responds. I find myself being comfortable around Jordan. He's easy to talk too.
"I'm sorry about last night and this morning. I was being a jerk. I was upset that you left me at the party so I left. I didn't mean to make you worry over me and I know I should have told you I was leaving, but Stephen was like..." He cuts me off by placing his hands on my shoulder.
"Abby, shut up. Stop apologizing. You had every right to be mad at me. Your actions are justified. Well, I'd like it if you didn't hang around Stephen. The guy is bad news." He said.
We start walking again until we stop on the popcorn aisle. He's looking at the different popcorn brands, trying to decide which one he wants, but the only thing I can think about is why he doesn't like Stephen.
"Why don't you like Stephen?" I asked. He looks up from the popcorn and at me. Our eyes connect and we just stare at each other for a moment before he looks away again.
"Because the guy is a jerk. He hates me for no reason. He doesn't even know me, but he hates me. That's one thing I can't stand. When people judge me without knowing me." Anger fills his voice.
I hesitate, but place a hand on his arm. He tenses at my touch, but then relaxes. I could feel his bicep. So muscular. Focus Abby and stop being a perv.
"Jordan, I didn't mean to make you mad. It's just you two don't like each other and he told me why he didn't like you and I was just wondering why you didn't like him." I tell him.
The anger on his face vanishes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap like that. What did he say about me anyway?" He asked.
"Um, he basically called you a jerk and a man-whore." I tell him. I try to make it not seem so bad by laughing a little.
"You believe him don't you? Of course you do. Especially after I danced with those girls last night." He frowns.
"No. I don't think you're a jerk or man-whore. What you do in your private time is none of my business. I just kind of questioned your intentions on wanting to be my friend." I told him truthfully.
He grabbed my hand and a bolt of electricity went through my body. His eyes stared into mine and it was like he was looking for my soul. God, I have got to stop reading those cliche romance books.
"Abby, I only want to be your friend. I don't have any intentions on hurting you. Your different from other girls and I'm glad I met you. If you want we can set boundaries on our friendship if it'll help you trust me." He smiled.
I shake my head. "No, I'm being stupid. I'm judging you without knowing you. I trust you. I know that you won't hurt me." I smiled.
His smile kind of fell a bit and something like guilt made its way to his face before he quickly replaced it with that award winning smile.
"Let's go pick out the candy and then we can leave." He said. He was still holding my hand as we went to the candy aisle of the store.
I decided not to think about the whole guilt face expression. Maybe I was just imagining it. Jordan wouldn't hurt me. We're friends and friends don't hurt each other.
*****
"Welcome to Troy's castle." Troy greeted when he opened the door. Jordan and I walked in together. I followed Troy and Jordan to Troy's living room.
His house was really big. It had palm trees in the front yard and a huge pool in the backyard. The living room was just as amazing. He had a huge flat screen TV with a whole bunch of game consoles attached to it.
"Wow. Where does your parents work at?" I asked him, looking around. The guys didn't even seem phased by this.
Troy laughed, "My mom and dad own this huge company that sells furniture and stuff. It's a really big company as you can see." He winked at me.
Troy is such a flirt. I don't think I can ever get used to him and his flirting. I sat down on the couch in front of the tv along with Daniel and Ryan. Troy and Jordan were setting up the movie and stuff.
"Hey, Abby. It's nice to see you alive and well." Daniel smiled. I knew he was teasing, but I felt like I should apologize to him, Ryan, and Troy.
"Yeah. Sorry about that. I should have told you guys I was leaving. Forgive me?" I smiled.
"Yeah, we forgive you. We were never really mad. Well, when we heard you were with Stephen we kind of got mad, but everything is all good." Daniel reassured me.
I nodded my head. "I don't understand why you guys don't like each other. He seems like a nice guy and so do you guys." I tell him.
Ryan steps in now. "It's just some things you don't understand. Something happened a while back between us and him and well, it didn't end too pretty. So he doesn't like us and we don't like him." Ryan explained.
I wanted details. I wanted him to tell me exactly what went down, but I could tell by the way he was explaining it that he didn't want to go into details. I nodded my head. I would just ask Jordan later or Stephen.
"Okay, the movie is all set up." Troy said, plopping down in between Daniel and me.
Jordan sat on my other side. The couch was big enough for all of us. I looked at the table in front of us with all the food and stuff we bought. We had pizza, popcorn, candy, pigs in a blanket, and different cans of soda.
Yeah, I don't know if we can eat all of this. "So, what are we watching?" I asked Troy.
He smirked. "Well, this girl that I've been," He pauses thinking about how he should say whatever he wants to say next, "Talking to wanted me to watch this movie. So I told her I would, but I didn't want to watch it by myself." He said.
"That still doesn't tell me what movie we're watching." I tell him. He smirks and points towards the TV.
My eyes go wide and I turn back to him. "Fifty Shades Of Grey! Are you aware of what this movie is about?" I ask him.
I remember reading the book and I blushed the entire time I read it. I imagine the movie would be much worse now that you actually can see the people doing the you know. Nasty.
"Don't worry, Abby. We're all mature here. I heard that it wasn't that bad, but if it really is a problem for you we can watch something else." Jordan said.
All the guys were looking at me now. I'm the only girl in the room and we're about to watch Fifty Shades Of Grey. Do they not see how that might be a problem?
"No. It's cool. You're right. We're mature people and it's just a movie. Press play." I force a smile.
"Are you sure?" Troy asks. I nod my head and he presses play on the movie. I'm glad it's kind of dark in here so that they can't see me blush.
I grab a slice of pizza along with the guys. It starts off pretty normal. Nothing too bad so far. The guy playing Christian Grey is fine as hell.
"They should have cast Shailene Woodley to play Anastasia." Troy said.
"What? No way. They need somebody hot like Selena Gomez. I'll be her Christian Grey any day." Daniel said.
"Both of you guys are idiots. Everyone knows that Nina Dobrev would be perfect to play Anastasia while I play Christian." Ryan comments.
"Okay, we all get that you guys would like to see your celebrity crush naked, but guess what, they're not in here." Jordan said.
They grumble, but remain silent. When one of those scenes comes up, I become stiff. My eyes widen and I'm trying to act like I'm unaffected by it, but my cheeks are on fire.
"Damn, he's pounding that..." I place my hand over Troy's mouth. He holds his hands up defensively. When I'm sure he's not going to say anything else, I take my hand off of his mouth.
"I wish I had play room like that. Girls would be scheduling play dates with me all the time." Daniel smiles.
"I'm horny now." Ryan adds. "Go take a cold shower then." I tell him.
"I bet his dick isn't bigger than mine. I can tell by the way she's moaning. He's not pleasing her." Troy says.
I grab the remote and turn off the movie. "Okay, enough of that." I tell them.
"Aw, what'd you do that for?" They all say in unison. I won't lie. The movie was making me feel funny. It was kind of a turn on and I'm in a room full of hot guys. I had to turn the movie off.
"I'm sorry, but that movie is just too much. Especially for a girl in a room full of guys." I say shyly while blushing.
Jordan raises an eyebrow. "Were you getting turned on, Abby?" He teases. My eyes become wide and I know for a fact I look like a tomato.
"What? No! That's disgusting." I exclaimed. They all look at each other and laugh. I'm sitting here embarrassed and they're laughing.
I walk out of the room and head through a door. When I look around, I see that I'm in the kitchen. I'm mad because they laughed at me.
A few minutes later, Jordan comes through the door looking concerned. He tries to come near me and I back away, letting him know I'm pissed.
"Abby, look, we weren't laughing at you. Just the situation. We didn't mean to make you mad." He says.
"Well, you did. That's not cool. You know I'm shy." I tell him. He makes another move to come near me and this time I let him.
He grabs my hands and pulls me close to him. I think all the breath I had in my body just left.
"I'm really sorry. We were just joking. We didn't mean to hurt your feelings. Please forgive us?" He gives me a small smile.
I nod my head. "I forgive you." I say.
He smiles. "Admit it though. You were getting turned on. It's okay. So was I." He says.
I roll my eyes, "I was not getting turned on. I don't get turned on." I deny.
"Really?" He challenges. "Yup." I say popping the 'P'.
He moves closer. "So if I were to do this." He places one hand on my hip and the other on my cheek. "It wouldn't affect you?" He asks while looking in my eyes.
"N-no." I manage to say. I can't move. I don't think I want to move.
He presses my chest against his. "What about that?" He whispers. I don't say anything. I'm scared of my voice.
He brings his lips to the shell of my ear. "How about this?" Then I feel his lips on the side of my neck. He lightly sucks on my skin and I let out a small moan.
My body is on fire right now and my heart is about to fly out of my chest. I can't even think straight right now. We hear the door to the kitchen open and we jump apart.
"We started another movie, we were wondering what was..." Troy stops in the middle of his sentence when he sees us. A small smirk makes its way on his face.
"Did I interrupt something?" He smirks. He probably thought we were about to tear each others clothes off. I'm standing here flustered and Jordan looks guilty of doing something.
"No, we were just about to come back." Jordan finally says. I can tell Troy doesn't believe him, but he nods his head and leaves us.
"We should go back to the living room." He smiles as if nothing just happened. I'm still trying to recover and he's already over it.
I nod my head and follow him out of the kitchen. We enter the living room again and sit down on the couch. I make sure to put some distance in between Jordan and I causing me to be extra close to Troy.
I don't even pay attention to the movie we're watching. I mean, I'm looking at the screen, but I'm not watching it. All I can think about is what would have happened if Troy hadn't walked in.
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Not that long, but had some very important things happen in here. Jordan on the banner with his award winning smile. Most of the chapters will probably be from Abby's point of view because she's clueless about the bet and I want you guys to see how everything affects her.
Jordan still is playing his games, but you learned a few things about him in this chapter. Like the mystery between him, the guys, and Stephen. You'll find out eventually why they hate each other.
Also next chapter will be in Jordan's point of view. Just to see what's going on in that messed up head of his.
Don't forget to vote and comment what you think. I chose the song midnight memories in the beginning because that was what I was listening to lol.
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