Living With The Player novel Chapter 4

"Who's he?" Kyle asks, tugging me towards himself. He knew exactly who Dylan was. Everyone did. He meant "Who the fuck is he to call your name like that?" The same question I was asking myself. We should both ask Dylan.

"I'm nobody actually but then again, I am the guy who saw her butt naked yesterday but still nobody."

He replied with a sly grin. My jaw dropped, he did not just spout out the rubbish. I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me. Kyle had a murderous look, not to mention the glint of betrayal in his eyes. How do I explain this to him? It's easier if Dylan was playing a nasty prank, telling lies, but it's true.

The environment turns noisy. I can hear everyone whispering things about me. Most of them are nasty. They're saying "I'm just his next catch." He'll get bored of me. There's nothing special yet he's craving my body.

Ugh. This is exactly what I was trying to avoid. I know for a fact everyone wants Dylan. His perfect jawline, always styled hair and the back boy aura he has going on.

It's going to turn out a very interesting day today.

Oh fuck me.

CAMILLA

I was dumbstruck at his words, my lips could barely momble a reply. Even if I wanted to, who would I reply to first? Dylan shamelessly yelled my name from afar, getting the attention of anyone who cared to look, and they were a lot due to his popularity, or should I reply to my boyfriend first? He's curious to know why Dylan Emerton saw me butt naked, literally.

I just want to crawl into a hole then disappear. I'm so confused.

Kyle's hands disengaged from mine, forcing me to make a headstart on my decision. He's hurt. I turned back and met .the look of pain and hurt on his face. I turned again shooting a massive glare at Dylan, he replied with a smirk as he strode away. That's his plan? Chaos? Disrupt my quiet and peaceful life. He didn't want or need anything except to make me seem like a complete fool in front of my boyfriend, now he's left a huge mess, but Dylan doesn't care. It's all fun and games for him. Nothing more than that.

"Tell me he's lying."

His voice shook me, bouncing me out of my internal rant and thoughts of revenge. I never meant to hurt Kyle. It was a genuine mistake, but Kyle would not hear the end of it, he wouldn't believe me even if I spoke nothing but the truth, not to mention he was on the verge of losing it.

"I know, it'll never happen again I swear." I caressed his cheeks and he groaned. Please drop this.

"Promise me you'll stay away from him."

He pleaded, reaching for my hand, inching closer. I gulped and thought of it.

"Dylan and I have no business at all, the second we get our house back, I'm out of there so you don't have to worry."

I gulped. "He said promise..."

My subconscious added. I shook my head knowing exactly what I did. Avoid and evade. I don't make promises I'm certain that I won't keep. Even if I tried, the truth remains; I can't stay away from Dylan. I just hope Kyle doesn't get hurt in the crossfire.