Riley’s pov

The party was loud, too loud.

I stood in the corner, clutching a red cup I hadn’t touched. The house was packed with bodies humping each other everywhere. Someone had already broken a lamp.

I tugged at the dress I had been forced into, too short, too tight and my blonde wig itched. The heels were already killing me.

This was a terrible idea.

Zavi hadn’t spoken to me since we arrived, he was across the room surrounded by other guys from the hockey team and a few other coursemates I didn’t recognize. His grey eyes swept across the crowd cold and uninterested before they landed on me.

I walked away fast, took a sip of my drink, and almost choked on it.

“Hey, I haven’t seen you before.” A guy appeared at my side, one of the hockey players. Ryan. “You new?”

“Something like that,” I mumbled.

He grinned, peeking closer. “You look familiar, have we met?”

I forced a smile. “I don’t think so.”

“Are you sure? Because I swear—“

“Quit hassling a beautiful young lady, Ryan.” Jordan  appeared behind us, I glanced at him and back at my drink, twirling it calmly. “Besides ladies don’t like questions.”

I nearly sagged with a sigh of relief.

Ryan blinked. “Sorry milady.” He smiled warmly, taking my hand in his. “Will you be willing to grace me with your name?”

Jordan elbowed him, laughing at the drunk guy. “Fuck off man, you’re going to vote her out already.”

Ryan gave up almost instantly and staggered off to who knows where.

“Why not join us at the table?” Jordan offered, gesturing to the table where Zavi was now sitting with a few others.

I gulped. “I don’t—“ before I could finish he was already pulling me there. 

“Great.” My voice came out strangled with a shaky breath.

I looked up, Zavi seated across the table, watching me with his usual cold gaze.

I darted my gaze back to my lap, shifting uncomfortably in the short dress that was close to revealing half of my ass cheeks.

Asshole.

I grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it down like it was the last water on earth.

“That’s not very fun.” A voice appeared behind me, Jake.” Come on, you’re at a party, lighten up.”

I turned toward him with a smile. “I’m fine.”

“Girls and always lying that they are fine.” He stepped closer. “You look like someone I know…” he squinted his eyes closer.

I looked away, biting my lips. My eyes darted to Zavi again… A wicked smirk trailed across his lips.

Bastard.

“Riley?”

My heart skipped, my blood froze.

“I— what?”

“You look exactly like him, same face, literally everything.” He squinted at me. “Are you related?”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. “Yo, Jake.” Jordan appeared again. “What ya up to—“

“Doesn’t she look like Riley?” Jake darted his gaze to Jordan.

This is it! I’m sorry, Mom and Dad, but this is as far as our lie goes.

Jordan’s eyes widened slightly. “Oh shit, you do look like him.”

“I—“

“You’re his sister right?” Jordan grinned. “You have to be, same eyes, same nose… You two twins?”

“Yeah, he doesn’t talk about me.” The words slipped out too fast. “We aren’t close.” I pressed a smile on my lips.

Jordan laughed. “No offense but you’re way hotter than him.”

Fuck you.

Jake joined in to laugh as well. “No offense though.” Jordan chuckled.

“Now taken.”

“Come on, let’s get you a real drink.” He grabbed a bottle of alcohol from the table. “You look like you need it.”

“I really—“

“I’m fine,” I said, dropping my cup on the table with no intention of taking a sip from it anymore.

“Oh babyyyy.” A female's voice drew my attention. “You didn’t tell me you were going to attend the party, I would have found you earlier than now.” A blonde girl in a red tight dress showing off everything cooed beside Zavi, intertwining her arm around his.

Zavi didn’t budge, his gaze darted to another place.

“Are you still mad at me?” She pouted her lips, batting her eyes like a puppy. “I already said I was sorry multiple times.”

He continued to ignore her silently.

“Zizi.” She rubbed her head on his shoulder, her other hand trying to turn her face to make him look at her.

Clenching his jaw he finally did. “The fuck do you want from me?” He growled. Her eyes widened in fear for a moment before she masked it with a giggle.

“Don’t be hard on me.”

“Fuck off, I told you I don’t want you around me anymore.” Zavi gritted his teeth, glaring down at her. “Don’t make me fucking lose it.” He snuggled his hand away from her and gave her some distance.

She clenched her jaw and looked away from him, her gaze darting to me. “What the fuck are you looking at?” She barked.

Zavi turned his gaze to me but said nothing and looked away again. “Thinking of how you want to steal him? I know whores like you, there’s no way you would have a chance with him.”

Thanks darling, I’ll pass this one. No one needs an arrogant bastard more than you do.

I almost giggle at my thoughts, a thin smile pressed on my lips. “What’s your fucking deal huh?” She hissed, banging her hand on the table.”

“Just ignore her.” Jordan grabbed my wrists. “She’s so full of herself and yet Zavi always stomps on her pride every damn time.” He scoffed. “She’s delusional to think he would have her back after she fucking cheated on him.”

Interesting.

“Besides, Zavi doesn’t date,” Jake added.

I arched my brows. “What do you mean—“

“Zavi.” She grabbed his arm again, and he yanked it almost immediately.

“Quit being a bitch, I don’t fucking want your hole anymore.” He stared down at her, his eyes wide in disgust. “You’re no longer fresh, you’re an old toy I tossed out a long time ago.”

“If it’s because you saw me fucking Tyler, I’m sorry.” She went on her knees, tears rolling down her cheeks. “You can’t leave me.”

Zavi leaned back in his chair and smirked, his eyes dancing to me.

My heart skipped a beat. I desperately wanted to be sucked beneath the floor right now. “ I have another chick under my wing.”  He turned his gaze back to the girl. “Emma.” He lifted her chin with a finger. “I have a girlfriend.”

“What?” Jake and Jordan gasped in shock.

Who would be crazy enough to date this lunatic?

“That’s a lie, you just want to push me away.” Emma cried looking around. “No one here is worthy of being your girlfriend besides me.”

Zavi’s cold eyes stared back at her, freezing her in place as he stood up. Other students around were already pulling out their phones. Some chuckled, others stared in pity ready to put this up as the latest news. “You’re mistaken… as I said, I don’t do old chicks.”

He rounded the table to my side of the table. Another girl I had no idea who she was was seated with a cup in hand, sipping quietly with a smirk on her lips.

Was it her?

She had the look, wavy ashy black hair, beautiful round lips, long natural lashes and obviously tanned skin… I could see the tan lines on her chest.

He walked past her…

Then who was it?.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and almost jumped. I turned to look at those it belonged to… Jordan.

I let out a sigh of relief.

Zavi walked past me and stopped. Emma circled the table as well and walked toward him.

“Zavi has a girlfriend? No way.”

“Everyone on campus knows he doesn’t really stay around with guys for more than two weeks, I still don’t understand why many of them push their luck.” Some girls whispered behind me.

I felt a cold shiver down my spine. Jordan put his hand over mine. “This is my girlfriend.”

I jerked my head in Zavi’s direction, curious to see who it was. I almost slammed my face into his and pulled back slightly just in time, our gazes inches apart. The arm on my shoulder squeezed.

Why was Jordan squeezing my shoulder— it wasn’t Jordan.

Zavi smirked at me. “Meet Riana.”

My heart skipped. “W-what are you…” I looked around the room.

Emma shook her head. “Bullshit, you don’t date, you just—.”

“You’re wrong.” He didn’t take his eyes off me. “I didn’t find a reason to… until I found her.”

Emma’s eyes went red, furious. “You don’t get to do this, not after everything, not after—“

“After what?” He snapped his attention back to her, his voice was cold. “After you let yourself get fucked by someone else? After you cheated on me?”

“I was drunk.” She cried.

“I don’t give a fuck.”

She stared at him, then at me, then back at him.

“Prove it.” She said, “Prove she’s your girlfriend.”

His eyes met mine and before I could blink, his lips were already on mine.

I froze, his lips were warm and his hand pressed against my lower back, pulling me closer, I felt his mouth move against mine, slowly.

I know I agreed to do anything but… this!