ΛΛΛκ° HARDIN SCOTT κ±
you're so, so so bad to hardin. you were his girlfriend for a little, then a fling, then he was your play toy for a while but all of that came to an end when he got a girlfriend.
you're at a party, it's dim lit, bodies moving, red solo cups everywhere, people snorting and smoking things that aren't legal. this party wasn't your interests really but it was easy to get somebody at. you're leaning against the kitchen counter, drink in hand, watching him from across the room, your sweet boy, hardinβ jaw clenched pretending he didn't see you.
well if he didn't see her he sure as hell is going to see her now as she makes her way to him, his girlfriend was somewhere else talking to people and even if she was there you had no problem telling her off. you smirk as you stand in front of him, stepping on his toes through his shoes slightly before backing up to get his attention.
his eyes dart down at you as he matched his face with a frown. "you gonna pretend you didn't see me all night?" you ask with a smile, your smile was so intoxicating to him. he looks away, not even looking at you anymore because he knows if he does he's trapped. "im not in the mood for your games." he responds coldly.