Hooked || Wasted Love

Chapter Fifteen

~ Lana ~

"Paige, where is this house you speak of?" My accent was hard to understand, but these stupid Americans need to learn.

"Is it bad that I don't know my address?" Paige bit her lip nervously as she leaned her head on a sleeping Dolph in the back seat.

"Ugh," I groaned. "You stupid American-"

"Actually, I'm British-"

"Shut tup!"

"Calm down, babe, we could all just chill at my place." Randy said, while keeping his eyes on the road while driving.

"You always know what to say." I smiled.

"Uh, yeah. You're hot, you're Russian. All I have to do is make one wrong move and you could kill my ass."

"I still haven't killed Ambrose yet. I mean, he got me another week of detention." I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "I can't believe him."

Randy scrunched up his face, "I can't believe you let him touch you and let Dolph kiss you."

•••

~ Randy ~

I'm still pretty pissed about both of those things. Even though Ambrose fucked her before we started dating and Dolph was dared to kiss her, it's just...upsetting.

"Come on Randy, you're not jealous, are you?" Her beautiful smirk sent chills down my spine.

I wanted to kiss those cherry-stained lips of hers, but I'm driving and we could die if I did so.

"Yeah Lana, I think Randy's jealous. I was jealous too, cause you kissed my man." Paige called out from the back.

"Hey, but you two kissed also!" She defended.

I soon pulled up to a club, cause I didn't feel like driving home.

"Change of plans, guys, we're getting shitfaced!" I called, causing Dolph to jump from his nap.

"So what'd I miss?" He groggily said while yawning.

"We're clubbing tonight, so we need a designated driver." Lana said.

•••

~ Paige ~

"I'll do it, cause I'm the youngest here." I volunteered.

"Okay, let me give you the key now before I forget." Randy sprung out of the car and went over to my side, opening the door and handing me the keys.

I twirled them around my fingers, licking my lips.

He chuckled and held the door open for Dolph and I to exit.

He turned and opened the door for Lana and picked her up, spinning her around and kissing her.

I look at them, and see the happiness they have with each other. I don't see that in Dolph and I. He's the pretty boy and I'm the freaky goth. Polar opposites.

Lana still kept her arms wrapped around Randy's neck and rubbed her nose into the crook of it.

I bit my lip and glanced at Dolph, who was typing away at his phone.

•••

~ Dolph ~

Paige shoved Randy's keys into her pocket, and grabbed my hand, leading me into the ramshackled warehouse.

I stared at her ass, while she walked in front of me, but my eyes soon peeled off of hers and averted to Lana's.

There was something about her that turned me on.

Something she has, that Paige doesn't. Was it that sexy accent? Nah, they both have those. Asses? Same answer as number one. I think it's hair. Lana's a hot blonde like me, we could totally relate.

But Lana seems like she really loves Randy and I don't wanna ruin that.

Lana looked up at Randy and smiled at him. "I love you."

"I love you too." He responded while planting a kiss to her soft red lips and rubbed noses with her.

God, I wish that was me.

She winked at me when he kissed her again.

What the hell does this mean?!