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BROS OVER HOES
"we never realize how frozen we are until someone starts to melt our ice"

~lyla~

joão follows me towards the end of the table and i sit down next to mason. i feel terrible for what just happened and what he had to walk in on, but he's the one that invited me tonight so i should be generous enough to at least sit next to him.

i can't believe what just happened, happened. my heart is beating out of my chest and my head is pounding so hard i'm surprised it hasn't exploded.

joão told me he likes me. like he for real likes me. how could somebody amazing as him like someone like me. i don't understand.

mason glares at me from beside me and i look at him confused. i know he walked in on us together, but i didn't think he walked in soon enough to see us making out or anything. but to honest, i would be kind of angry if my date and another guy disappeared together for almost half to party together after saying there was nothing going on between them.

joão taps my shoulder but i ignore him and continue to give mason a soft look. he sighs and averts his gaze to his fingers, which he is aggressively picking at.

i place my hands on top of his and he stops, gazing up at me. i give him a soft smile, but a cold feeling on my thigh causes my lips to part slightly, but not enough for mason to notice anything's wrong.

mason gazes at me, desperately searching my eyes for an answer which i can't give him right now. what happened happened, and i'm sorry if he's mad or angry, but i never thought of him in any other way than friends.

the feelings on my thigh returns, and i break eye contact with mason to peer over to joão, who is staring back a me with an angry smirk. joão rubs his hand up and down my thigh, the slit in my dress giving him just enough access to my tanned skin.

his cold rings dig into my thigh, burning my warm skin slightly. he never takes his eyes off mine and leans down toward my ear. "you really like teasing me don't you, always touching mason?" he whispers and the hairs on my neck rise.

his warm breath fans across my skin and he places a soft kiss behind my ear before pulling away, leaving me speechless. his touch amazes me, i can't get enough of him.

i stare at him not being able to speak, while his thumbs traces lines on my thigh gently. the tablecloth makes it hard for mason to see, but even if he could, i wouldn't care.

a waiter comes to our side of the table asking for our orders. he winks at me after me and joão both tell him what we want, and i give him a look of disgust.

joaos grip on my thigh tightens, and i almost squeal from how hard he is holding me. "joão." i whisper after the waiter walks away and joão sends daggers his way until he walks behind a black curtain. "joão." he looks at me and his face softens.

"fucking perv. he was looking at you like-"

"joão it's fine he's not worth it." he sighs and i place my hand on top of his, causing the grip on my skin to loosen. he gives me a soft smile and pulls out his phone.

as joão is distracted, i turn back to mason, who is still picking at his nails. "hey, you okay?" i question, and his sad eyes meet mine.