Slut ; H.G.

9

Bay's POV

Nash and Taylor finally got here, and we got a plane ride back.

I sat on the blame in between Hayes and Matt. I wasn't speaking to them.

"Bay, honestly, I'm sorry." Matt said again. "I don't give fuck if you ignore me." Hayes shrugged.

I checked my phone. So many fucking messages from Wes.

🙈Wes: Hey

🙈Wes: You home?

🙈Wes: Nope, u aren't

🙈Wes: Phil's worried about you

🙈Wes: This bull ugly as shit, why tf would you date him? 😷😷

🙈Wes: Am I blocked or sum?

🙈Wes: Your brother said you left the state with Matt and Hayes at that party two nights ago

🙈Wes: Why didn't I know?

🙈Wes: I guess you were drunk

🙈Wes: So what happened?

🙈Wes: UUGG, I know these are delivered Bay!

😉Bay: Sorry these past few days have bin tiring

😉Bay:bI'm not talking to Hayes or Matt

🙈Wes:nOh yea the videos of y'all in the store were all over school today. So lemme get the story straight

🙈Wes: Y'all went to Vegas, you engaged to Hayes, he got a tattoo of your name on his wrist, y'all fucked, and Matt came because he's 18

😉Bay: How'd you know?

🙈Wes: It's all over twitter and shit

😉Bay: Dear god, fml. Gtg, I'm on a plane home. ✌🏽

I turned my phone off.

I looked as Hayes unwrapped his wrist and looked at his tattoo. We heard a snap and a flash went off.

Someone just took a photo of Hayes and his tattoo.

"Fuck. Who was that?" I yelled, but no one came forward.

I scoffed and took his wrist. "Ow, it still hurts. Be gentle!"

"Well, it's getting lasered off anyway, that'll hurt." 

"True."

It was a pretty good, pretty illegal tattoo.

"What did we do with the rings? We can sell them." I said.

"Oh shit, I think we left them in the hotel film."

"Dammit!"

"Ok, so, you might wanna turn off your phone. Your fuck buddy's spamming." Matt said as Wes blew up my phone.

I rolled my eyes, turning off my phone.

"Slut." I heard Hayes say.

I looked at him and he smirked as he wrapped his wrist in the bandage again.

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