~SCARLETT~

“Get me out of here.” I hiss as I push his body away from mine.

He looks surprised by the sudden change in my mood.

“They’re all still out there.” He reminds me. “They know I have a girl in here. Do you want them to know that it’s you?”

Of course, I didn’t want them to know it was me. If they knew it was me, then word would spread, and eventually, Clara would find out.

“I can’t believe you,” I whisper. “I can’t believe you’re such a horrible person.”

He frowns, “What did I do now, Scarlett?”

“You used me,” I whisper. “You wanted everyone to know you had me in here. You’re proud that your teammates know you have a girl in here.”

He pretends to be surprised by my words. He doesn’t have to pretend around me. I could see straight through him.

“All those things you said to me earlier, they were all lies, weren’t they?” I ask him. “You didn’t lose the game on purpose, so you wouldn’t have to kiss someone from the stand. You had reasons for not wanting to, which had nothing to do with me. Yet, I was foolish enough to believe you. I was foolish enough to let you kiss and touch me, just like that night in my room.”

He steps back from me, “Is that what you think of me, Scarlett?”

I don’t answer him, and he looks hurt by my silence.

later with a towel and one of his t-shirts on the other. He

time to prepare when he lifts me

“What do you think—”

talking unless you want someone inside here to recognize

stay quiet immediately. I can’t let anyone know it’s me. I hear whistles throughout the locker room

girl Carter?”

when does he block their faces?” Someone else asks

held on tightly, afraid of falling and revealing myself. The questions don’t stop,

relief when I hear a door close. He doesn’t put me down, though;

is dizzy from being that close to him for so long. His scent was somehow transferred to my body. I could smell him on my

to wear. He must have done that

over my head, and I hate how my heart skips a beat the second I see his

tells me. “I’ll make

lips parted slightly, “Why

know the answer to that question yet,

eyes, but before I can say anything, I see Clara standing across from us. My eyes widen in surprise. I can’t hide

moves from Carter to me. I know how bad this must look. I had his shirt over me, and we

want her to get the wrong impression. However, would it really be the wrong impression? Carter had his finger and mouth

gaze, and he stiffens at the

and I see her

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