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Part 27

EDITED

Justin's POV

Knowing Sam is in that tight packed closet with Troy, rather than me, makes me want to punch the kid in the face. He doesn't new to be touching my girl at all; I don't care who he is.

But you are probably wondering, "Why are you jealous when you have Hannah?"

I don't like Hannah. I'm only 'dating' her to make Sam jealous. But it doesn't look like that's going very well. She's now in a closet doing only God knows what with some kid. It makes me sick to my stomach. I'm the only one that can make her feel good. I'm the only one who can touch her. Nobody else.

So when Evan calls out, "Time's over," to the two in the closet, my heart breaks when I see him smiling and her blushing. What did they do? Did she do something with him that she has never done with me? Because that would make me even angrier.

Sam's POV

Justin has his eyes wide when we leave the closet and I just want to smirk, giving him a little payback. But I don't, because I'm not petty like that.

Is someone jealous?

Me and Troy take a seat next to each other, now holding hands as the game drags on. I don't think this really means anything, but I can't be sure.

"We are going to head out," Stacey says in the morning at six, meaning her and Evan. They rode here together yesterday so they have to leave together.

"Bye," I say after I give them both a hug.

"Bye."

"Thanks for last night," Hannah says as she embraces me in a hug. "It was amazing."

"Anytime. Thanks."

I give Justin a death glare as they leave.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay any longer?" Troy asks when the front door shuts.

"In fine, Troy," I say with a laugh. "See you at school in a little bit?"

"Course."

What catches me by surprise is his lips getting pressed against mine. My lips move against his without even thinking about it, and it starts to feel like this kiss will lead to more.

He slides his hands up and down my sides and the warmth of it makes me hold his face in my hands. He brings me closer to him and deepens the kiss even more.

"Okay, okay," I laugh as I pull away. "You need to get going."

He laughs and pecks my lips one last time. "See ya."

What if I said he's amazing?