Two weeks later.

Reign's POV.

I don't like outdoor cinemas, I feel like they were created for couples or people who are about to become a couple.

Teens in this town love outdoor cinemas because that's where all the good stuff happens. I'm only here because Ariana begged me to come, she hasn't gotten back with Garrett yet so she doesn't have anyone to hangout with.

I can't believe I'm saying this but I hope they get back together soon, I can't do this anymore.

We're standing by the concession stand, she's flirting with the cute concessionaire while drinking a smoothie, I'm playing candy crush on my phone and blocking out their disturbing conversation.

I don't know what movie we're seeing but I know it's a romcom, Ari lives for that shit.

I sigh.

Shoving my phone in my jacket pocket and surveying the place.

It looks like everyone is having a picnic at the park but at night and in front of a big screen.

At the end of the day, they're all just here for the wrong reasons.

I can't help but wonder if Luke is going to show up and turn this nightmare into our daily routine.

He and I have been fucking endlessly since we sealed the deal.

Don't judge me, I'm learning about my sexual desires and Luke is more than willing to explore with me.

And It's going pretty good so far, I think the best part is that our friends have no idea about it, except for Garrett but he's tight lipped.

"See you later, handsome." She winks at the boy.

"Later, beautiful." He responds as she entwines her arm with mine and we walk away from the concession stand.

I stick two fingers in my mouth and I gag, she nudges me playfully.

"He was cute, Rei, I had to." She explains herself.

"You have to get back with Garrett." I tell her.

"Oh, c'mon, I'm having fun with my single self, what's wrong with that?" She asks as we continue strolling through people seated on picnic blankets as the trailer of the movie starts playing.

"You're taking it a little bit too far." I narrow my eyes at the two shirtless guys sitting on our blanket.

"Am I?" She challenges, I send her a playful glare.

The two shirtless guys identify as Luke and Damien.

Of course.

"Lukey!" Ariana literally jump-lands on him so hard he falls back with her.

"You have got to get back with Garrett." He grunts, I smile, kneeling beside Damien.

"Why does everyone keep saying that?" Ari whines, getting off of him, they both sit up.

Luke looks at me and sends a nod in greeting, smiling, I squint my eyes at him, shaking my head and shifting my gaze to Damien who's already looking at me.

"What?" I question.

"Do you know about that teacher that's fucked everyone on the football team?" He asks the weirdest thing.

I guess he's talking about Miss Dawson, AKA Miss gorgeous.

"I've heard things but rumors can never be trusted." I lift a shoulder.

"Yeah cause why hasn't she given me an invite yet?" He twists his lips in thought.

"Dude, no." I scowl.

"What? I'm a guy, sleeping with an older women is a fucking score in my book." He points out.

"Not her though, trust me, there's nothing there." Says Luke, my brows snap together.

Why does he sound like he's speaking from experience?

"What's that supposed to mean?" I ask, out of curiosity and disgust.

He doesn't look at me, if anything, he looks at Ariana when responding to my question.

"I mean she's not worth the hype." He smiles at her, she blushes.

I roll my eyes.

"I'm curious, who's worth the hype to you?" Damien laughs.

Luke glances at me almost immediately and says, "Someone." Then he averts his eyes and looks to his front.

Damien noticed that look cause he narrows his eyes at me and smirks.

"Oh." He breathes out, "Twist." He whispers to me, I clear my throat.

"Have you guys called Mason and Garrett?" I blurt out, trying to change the subject, bury it even.

"Nope." Ariana sighs and looks around the place.

"Why are you guys shirtless anyway." I look back and forth between them.

"I don't know what his excuse is but I wear my tattoos like a fucking shirt." Says Damien, I stare at the ink on his arms.

Ariana and I both look at Luke for the real reason.

"Long story." He gives his head a slight shake.

"Hey, guys." Maddie and Abby stand over us, wearing matching outfits.

"Hey, ladies." Damien is the only responder.

"So this movie thing sucks, you guys wanna go to a party instead?" Asks Abby as Maddie crosses her arms over her chest, popping gum and eyeing us with lazy eyes.

Luke whispers something in Ariana's ear, she snorts a laugh and I catch Maddie rolling her eyes at them.

Maddie used to cling on to Luke like a fucking magnet, I wonder what happened.

"No, but thanks for the invite." Ariana responds to them.

"So what? You moved from Garrett to Luke?" Maddie questions randomly, looking a little pissed.

I spoke too soon, she's still stuck like a magnet.

"None of your goddamn business, Madison." Ariana puts emphasis on the name.

"I'll let you in on a little secret, Ariana. Luke Richardson is nothing but a fuck boy, he doesn't date, he doesn't care, so if he's being all sweet to you now, It only means that he can't wait to get in your bubble gum pink pants and ghost you later afterwards." Her voice breaks like she's about to cry.

I expect Luke to look up at her and say she's wrong or apologize if she's right but he's barely acknowledging her presence.

He has his eyes glued to the screen ahead, totally not paying attention to whatever is being said right now.

Or maybe he's just pretending not to.

"Shut the fuck up and bounce, you're embarrassing yourself by standing here and telling us about how you failed to keep a guy in your pants." Says Damien, Ariana snickers while I keep staring at Luke's expression.

"Enjoy the movie!" Abby squeaks, grabbing her friend's arm and dragging her away.

I wonder if what she said was true, I wonder if Luke regrets it.

I honestly doubt it.

"So, have you ladies ever been on a yacht before?" Damien looks back and forth between Ari and myself.

"No." We respond in union.

"Do you wanna be on one?" He wiggles his brows at me.

"So much so, yeah." I nod eagerly.

"I have a yacht and I'm cool to have you girls over but only on one condition." He raises his index finger.

"We're not fucking you." Says Ariana with an eye roll, Luke and I laugh.

"That's not the condition, stupid. I have all the pussy I want in the world and also, you're both not my type." He says rudely.

"What is your type." I dare ask.

"Thick." He eyes me like I'm not it, "I like thick curvy girls." He says.

"Why so specific?" Ari giggles.

"A man has to have something to grab when-"

"Okay, we get it, say no more, what is the condition?" I cut in.

"You have to convince this asshole to invite his sister." He tilts his head to Luke.

"Not gonna happen." Luke shakes his head, sounding determined.

"You mean the model." Ariana states with a sigh.

"Yes, that one." He clarifies, snapping his fingers.

"The last time I checked, she wasn't thick or curvy." Ariana points out.

"She has a cute innocent face, I can work with that." He nods to himself.

"Do enlighten us." I say, feeling a little lost.

"Thick curvy girls are magic in bed. Cute innocent faces give good head." He informs, shrugging.

"Please tell him to stop talking about my sister like that." Luke says to Ariana.

"Stop talking about his sister like that." Ariana laughs, resting her arm around Luke's shoulder.

"Okay, no yacht for you." Damien sounds... Irritated.

Seriously? Luke's sister is a brat, I know I've only met her once but she is a brat and I don't see Damien as someone who would tolerate a person with that kind of personality.

"I'm going to get some popcorn." Luke gets up and I feel his eyes on me so I look up at him, "I could use the extra hand, Reign."

Just go, you freak, I'm not fucking you at an outdoor cinema.

"Ariana can help you, I'm too invested in the movie to get up right now," I plaster my fake smile.

"No, Ariana and I have to have an adult chat, you should probably go with him." Damien winks at me.

Feeling annoyed and defeated, I get up and curse underneath my tone.

I walk with him to the concession stand, trying not to be the one that starts the conversation.

We walk in silence, maybe I even walk an inch in front of him because for some unknown reason, I seem to be pissed at him.

"What's wrong?" He speaks as we near the snack bar.

"Nothing." I scrunch my face as we walk passed a couple making out.

"You're Reign Miller, it's not nothing." He grabs my arm and turns me to face him once we reach the stand.

I sigh.

"What Maddie said, was it true?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest, he sighs, looking away from me, "Have you done stuff with Miss Dawson?" I fire another question.

The last question makes him look at me, his jaw flexes and disappointment crowds his features.

"What do you think?" His voice is crystal ice.

"I don't know what to think, that's why I'm asking you." I say calmly.

He takes a deep breath, looking at the space between us before closing it and placing his hands on each side of my face, he looks into my eyes and I fumble with the hem of my t-shirt.

"Maddie has been in love with me since freshman year but yes, she was right, I don't commit, I did fuck and ghost girls before you but mostly because I had sex with them under the influence of alcohol and I didn't remember any of it afterwards." He explains, "And as for Miss Dawson, I've never touched her in my life." He adds, dropping his hands on his sides and keeping his eyes on me.

"Then why did you sound like you-"

"I was just assuming, the boys say she's everything they say she is but I seriously doubt it."

"You guys shouldn't talk about her like that." I mumble.

"She fucks teenage boys, Reign, we'll talk about her however we want." He says, I sigh defeatedly.

None of those answers hit the spot, I don't believe him and he knows it.

He wraps his arms around me, his strong bare arms engulfing me.

"I'm not lying to you, Reign, I swear on Ari and Garrett's broken relationship." He whispers in my ear, I smile.

A blonde girl drifts passed us and she eye-fucks him, I instinctively close my arms around his waist.

Bitch.

"Do you sleep with me under the influence too?" I look up at him.

"Gee, where are all these questions coming from? You sound like a girlfriend." He chuckles.

I like the way his entire face lights up when he laughs.

"Ew, gross, I'm just curious." I wrinkle my nose in disgust.

"Girlfriends are curious." He tucks my hair behind my ear.

"Just answer the goddamn question." I demand, rolling my eyes.

He stares at my face from part to part.

"Sex with you is worth remembering, does that answer your question?"

My throat becomes dry, my heart jerks, my legs turn wobbly and my body radiates with tension.

"Don't tell me stuff like that." I whine, fake crying, he laughs amusingly.

"You asked, fool." He says playfully.

"Asshole." I giggle.

We both smile.

I gotta admit, this is nice, I'm having fun with this guy and by the looks of it, he's having fun with me.

"I kinda missed you." He says, his eyes on my lips.

"Yuck." I grin, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

He meets me halfway and kisses me, oblivious to the people around us.

Usually, I'd keep it short and simple because I hate public kissing but there's just something about the way he's kissing me. Soft and tender, his hot tongue invading my mouth, licking my lips then sucking on my tongue.

He retrieves from my mouth but I still have my eyes closed, lingering in the feeling.

I've been doing that a lot, closing my eyes to feel every moment with him.

I flutter my eyes open to meet his gaze.

"I wanna take you back to my car so bad but my mom warned me not to get you pregnant." He says, I burst out laughing, he smiles at my laugh.