- Two weeks later

I hate school.

We're on a trip for the whole weekend to some museum, and I'm so bored. To make it worse, Dylan is in the other group and Mike is in mine. But the teachers said, no switching.

So now I'm bored and annoyed. Mike's been hanging around me all the time, but I'm ignoring him. The paintings here are cool, but I've already seen them a hundred times today and I'm done with them.

A sound from my phone makes me jump and I quickly look.  

You're such a cutie

I smile and blush like an idiot. They're too sweet, I swear. They've send me things like this far the past few hours and every time, I start blushing. Thankfully, no one saw yet.

But now, Mike looks over my shoulder on my phone. I quickly turn around and glare at him. "Go away, Mike!" 

He grins. "But why, love? We can go upstairs now, and you'll immediately find your feelings back," he smirks and starts tracing my neck. I shiver and step away.

"I don't need feelings for you!" I yell, a bit too loud. Everyone looks at us, and I start blushing again. This time, it's not happiness but embarrassment.

Mike cringes. "But, love, I know you do," he whispers. I shoot daggers at him. "I don't. I have a boyfriend," I snap. He chuckles.

"You don't. You're a slut who has another guy every day. So why can't I fuck this cunt, hm? Am I not good enough for you?" He steps closer, looks more threatening now.

I gulp. My hands start trembling. "Mike," I hiss. I pretend to be mad, but I'm scared. What if he makes me sleep with him?

"What's wrong, love? Hm? I think I know what. That your body misses me, and that I'll find this little pussy wet for me."

I know one thing for sure. I'm not wet for him.

"Stop. Stop calling me love and stop acting like a creep!" I snap and walk away. I decide to stand next to a teacher, so he won't come back.

He glares at me, but then he walks to another girl. She does want to sleep with him, I guess, because she starts giggling and they head for the toilets. I roll my eyes.

I look back at my phone, which is spammed by my guys. 

Elijah: Sweetheartttt

Ethan: Princesssss

Jordan: Babyyyy

Owen: Darling, I think they want attention

Jordan: As if you don't

Aaron: You've been whining for ten minutes straight now

Owen: Why you gotta do me like that man

Elijah: Are you enjoying yourself, sweetheart?

Aaron: SwEeThEaRt

Elijah: What's wrong with that?

Aaron: It's so clingy my god

Jordan: I think it's cute

Ethan: Should we be worried?

Ethan: I can send Dante to check?

Owen: Woah

Owen: Chill

Owen: She's not answering and you wanna send a whole security team?

Ethan: I said Dante.

Aaron: Who else agrees sweetheart is way too sticky?

Elijah: Shut up

Aaron: Never

Jordan: Yeah we got that when you told our fucking job

Aaron: Whoops

Ethan: She wasn't mad so

Elijah: Yeah, what if she would have been?

Aaron: STOP MAKING ME FEEL GUILTY

Jordan: But you deserve it

Sweetheart is cute.

Jordan: BABY

Elijah: <3

Aaron: Puh

And the pic is cute

Ethan: I TOLD YOU SHE WOULD LIKE IT

It's my background now babes

Elijah: Ahw

Jordan: Mines one of you too, dw

Elijah: Same

Ethan: Yup

Aaron: Uhu

That's nice guys, but I'm a bit worried about Owen

Ethan: Owen?

Ethan: Why?

He's not answering

Ethan: So?

Aaron: He's just being dumb again, sunbeam

*You removed Aaron from this group chat*

Jordan: damn, again?

I told him two weeks ago to not be mean to Owen, and what did he just do?

Elijah: I'm going to search him, sweetheart

Elijah: LMAO I was waiting for a comment of Aaron on the sweetheart thing, then remembered his isn't here 

Jordan: PLEASE

Ethan: How's the trip, princess?

Boring

And Mike is annoying me

Ethan: Do I send Dante to cut some fingers off?

Jordan: NO

Elijah: Yeah

It's sweet, but no thank you

I roll my eyes. Ever since we talked about that mafia stuff, Ethan is very protective and he almost sends Dante, their second man, multiple times a day.

Elijah: He's not answering me 

Jordan: Same

Ethan: Same

I'm getting panicked guys...

Owen: CHILL TF DOWN

Owen: I can't text while I'm beating the shit outta man, can I?

It's just because I like you, cutie

Owen: Oh, I know darling

Elijah: You could have send a text to let us know that

Jordan: True

Owen: So, what? You want me to send a text every time I'm doing something else than texting you?

Ethan: Yes.

Owen: You guys are crazy

About me :)

Jordan: THIS

Elijah: True shit

Ethan: Completely truth.

Owen: Both ways.

Babes, gotta go

Jordan: noooooo

Elijah: No stay with us

Ethan: pleaseeee

Owen: Puppy eyes?

As much as i want, I'll get detention if I don't...

I'm not lying when I say I want to stay. I wanted to stay with them for the weekend too, but school decided to be annoying. Ugh.

 Mike comes back and wraps an arm around my waist. "Hey, love. How are you doing?" 

"Get the fuck off me!" I yell. He releases me, startled. "Love, what's wrong?" He really sounds confused. "You!" I yell and run away.

Send freaking Dante at Mike, I don't care anymore

He keeps bothering me

Ethan: I can come instead :)

Jordan: Or me

Owen: Count me as available too

Elijah: I'm in my car?

Babes, I was just mad. But you're so freaking cute <3

I smile. I got the best boyfriends in the world! I can't wait to come back home tomorrow. 

At least we get two extra days off because of the trip. I'll spend those with them. At home, everything goes fine, but I just love being with them.