Stuck On You

The next morning, I felt someone shaking me gently. I gave a sleepy whine. I was shaken again. I hit whoever it was.
“Come on goodie two shoes, we got work to do,” he said amused. My eyes shot open and I pushed him off of my bed.
“You’re a jerk,” I muttered. He chuckled and got back up to sit on me. I started smacking his back. “Get off of me you big lug!” I said. He finally did.
“Come on, get up,” he pried, holding his hand out for me. I grunted and sat up.
“Where are we going?” I finally gave in. His lips spread into a mischievous smile.
“Cheer tryouts,” he said. I had to admit, I was very intrigued. I got up and showered before I changed into my Cheer Athletics sports bra and my black
Nike pros. I threw on a tank top and my cheer shoes before I grabbed my bag and met him in the front room. Quinn was already waiting downstairs
for us. She smiled when she saw me. Hayden unlocked his door and we got in. Quinn climbed in the back and I sat in the front. I turned to Hayden.
“Where are we going?” I asked once we got on the 101. He only smiled smugly.
“Like I said, cheer tryouts,” he said. I sighed and faced forward again. Hayden and Quinn chatted like school girls the entire way there. When we

pulled up, my jaw dropped.
“We’re at California All-stars,” I practically whispered. Quinn squealed and Hayden chuckled. I hopped out and smiled. It took everything in me not to
run inside. Quinn and I walked in with Hayden trailing behind us. I looked at him curiously. He shrugged.
“I know the owners,” he explained. We walked inside and a coach came up to us with a clipboard. My face went to one of shock and amazement all at
the same time. It took everything in me not to fangirl. It was Kiara Nowlin. She was the world champion tumble champion at only the age of 12. I loved
her. I wanted to squeal; I wanted to jump up and down like a 2-year old; I wanted to take a picture with her; I wanted her autograph, but I settled for
shaking her hand. I got myself under control before I ran through the skills asked of me. It was pretty cool because I got to stunt with Quinn.
Afterwards, I did get a picture with Kiara, and so did Quinn. Hayden only laughed at us.
Back at the apartment, Quinn went to her room with her mysterious roommate Duncan. At the door, Hayden pressed me up against the wall. I grunted
and rolled my eyes. “Hayden,” I whined. He chuckled.
“Sorry, I forgot you were a goodie two shoes,” he said. I rolled my eyes and walked inside.
“I am not!” I said over my shoulder. He pushed me against the couch and ran his hand down my side. My breathing hitched and I found myself staring
into his captivating blue eyes.

“Prove it,” he breathed. I pushed my lips against his and let my eyes close. His tongue flicked along the inside of my mouth. His hand ran down to the
crook of my knee and hiked it up near his waist. His breathing was getting faster like mine. His muscle flexed in the arm by my head. His other hand
went up to take off my top.
“Nope,” I said moving from underneath him. “Only if you beg for it,” I said. He smirked at me and chuckled.
“You’ll be the one begging, sweetheart,” he smirked. I rolled my eyes and put my hands on my hips.
“I’m not your sweetheart, and just because you always get your way in bedding whatever girl you want normally, doesn’t mean I’m going to fall for
your bad boy charm too,” I said. He raised an eyebrow at me.
“Bad boy charm?” he picked out. I grunted and tossed my head back.
“You’re impossible!” I whined. I started towards your room.
“I bet you’ll end up begging me to bed you,” he said smugly. I rolled my eyes and turned to him again.
“I don’t bed people I barely know,” I said. He chuckled.
“How people have you had sex with anyway?” he asked. I hesitated.
“That’s none of your business,” I said with absolutely no confidence. He looked at me curiously before he laughed.
“You’re still a virgin, aren’t you?” he laughed. I rolled my eyes and grunted.
“What does it matter to you anyway?” I said before I retreated to my room and slammed the door behind me. Hayden just crawled under my skin.