Drive

Calebs POV

Knowing that I couldn't walk out completely naked, even if people already saw there was all to see, it was still embarrassing. I took the sheets off the bed placing them over me and neared a guy who was on his phone in the corner. Knowing I had no other option than to seduce the boy into lending me his phone I approached him and leaned into his ear whispering in a low raspy voice "Hey, handsome-" knowing that it was these sort of actions that turned him on, "mind letting me borrow that real quick?" In response to my action he turned as red as a tomato and handed me his phone. "Thanks boo."

I quickly dialed my chauffeurs number and asked them to bring me some clothes and take me back to the mansion. Already knowing where I was, they didn't ask any questions and instead responded with a quick 'yes sir'. To further thank the guy I saved my number in his contacts as '✨Kai✨'. I winked at the still flustered boy and handed him his phone back. He was probably going to question why my number was on his phone since he seemed severely drunk at the moment.

After a few minutes I looked out the window and saw my chauffeur pull up in a red Lamborghini. 'Typical'. I think as I roll my eyes at his choice of bringing such an expensive car to pick me up. I headed out with even more eyes staring at me. In the ocean of eyes a certain pair captivated me. The boy from earlier who for some reason no longer looked shy. Instead his eyes were filled with annoyance. I inhaled sharply as I was already used to those type of looks, but for some reason, it hurt more from him.

"Still hurting?" said my chauffeur interrupting my thoughts. "Quite the contrary. He was so filled with lust that I healed faster than usual." With a sad look in their eyes they replied "Must of been tough" I hummed in response at the tall pale toned brunette while putting on my boxers. "But I'm used to it. Which is sadder but it's not as bad as what is waiting for me at home". Max looked back towards the front and decided to get us out of there.

"Want to procrastinate and postpone the agony?"

"Max, as much as I would love to. You know it will only get worse" While I put on my pants they replied with

"Yeah, sorry for the suggestion"

The guilty look in their eyes made feel guilty for responding with a sharp tone.

"Sorry"

"No, it's okay. I'm sorry. I should know better anyways. So, who was that?"

After their response I proceed to put on my shirt and socks

"Who?" I looked up at Max in confusion

"Don't play dumb. That one guy that let you borrow his phone that didn't ask for anything in return" They asked while keeping their eyes on the road

"How would you know if he didn't want something in return" I tilted my head towards him in question

"You're not complaining about you're ass" I sigh at his stupid response and turn my head to look back out the window

"No one" Finally done putting on my outfit, we continue in silence wishing that time could stop in order to not return back to the hell I knew as 'home'