The Squad Effect

Chapter 13 | A Secret Relationship

Hayes Grier

"Hayes, you're so f*****g sexy." The boy growls into my ear.

"We shouldn't be doing this." I whisper as he grips my ass.

"Why not? No one even comes into this section of the library. It's just a bunch of sappy-ass poems. We're teens, we don't read that type of shit."

I looked around at the shelves of outdated books.

"You have a point, but it's still a library! People come here to read and you wanna f**k?" I chuckle as he pulls my shirt up.

"Who cares? The thought of being caught turns you on."

"No, I think that's just you." I growl as I pull off his black v-neck. He scrambles to pull down my zipper and unbutton the top button of my jeans. He pulled them down and I stepped out of them. I got down on my knees in front of him and began taking down his pants. I pulled down the zipper with my teeth and rolled the jeans down his muscular legs. I licked the tip of his erection through his boxers teasingly, dampening the fabric. I look up at him innocently.

"Hayes..." He lets out a deep moan. "Don't tease Daddy." He knots his fingers in my hair while smirking down at me. I bite my lip and begin pulling down his boxers slowly.

"Whatever you say, Daddy." I comply seductively.

"Hayes, what the f**k?" I heard a voice coming from behind me. The dreaded voice belonged to Shawn, who had the most flabbergasted look on his face.

"Oh Shawn! Hi! what are you doing here?" I ask quietly.

"I'd like to ask you the same question." He replied slowly.

"My friend right here, dropped a contact and I was helping him look for it. I mean... duh?" I shrugged and mentally kicked myself because I didn't have a more convincing answer.

"Then why are you half naked?" Shawn asks, clearly not buying it.

"I didn't want to make him feel awkward? Y-you know how it is, it's really embarrassing to be naked alone in public."

"We're leaving!" Shawn ordered me sternly. I stood up, pulling his boxers up too, so he wouldn't be embarrassed.

"Look, I don't care who you love. What I do care about is your brother, and I would be a bad friend if I didn't tell him about this." Shawn tried to justify snitching on me as he pulled me through the library.

"You would be a good friend to me if you didn't tell him. You know how he is." I pleaded as we entered the hallway that lead to our dorm rooms.

"I have a feeling that your brother isn't as angered as he once was about the topic of homosexuality." Shawn muttered while opening his room door. My brother, Nash, was sprawled out on the couch, yet his attention immediately turned to us.

"What did you do now, Hayes?" Nash asked, clearly expecting me to have done something wrong.

"He was having an intimate moment with a jock." Shawn exposes me. My cheeks heated up as a blush inevitably washes over my face.

"When you say it out loud like that, then yeah it sounds bad." I shrug, looking feverishly between Nash and Shawn.

"Who was it?" Nash asks, unable to meet my eyes.

"It was Jack Gilinsky." Shawn revealed, also unable to meet my eyes.

"I want you to go and tell him that you can't see him anymore. Our parents told me that my job was to protect you while they couldn't, and this is

"Jack has never done anything to you and he's actually nice to me. Just let me do what I want." I protest sadly.

"I can't do that, and you know it. Hayes, I'm giving you one chance to make this go away before I tell you what I'm really thinking." An angry look makes itself evident on his face. Being around Nash's negative energy was really starting to weigh on me, so I decided the best option was just to give in and do as he asked. I yanked my arm forcefully out of Shawn's grip before leaving the room and heading to Jack's room.

I knocked gently on the door. Once the door opens wide enough, I'm pulled inside and pinned against the wall. Jack attacks my neck with his lips.

"Aaron's out on a date with some girl. We've got the room to ourselves baby." He mumbled into my neck. I bite my lip as he picks me up and carries me to the bedroom. He bends me over the bed and begins to rock his hips against me, trying to get himself to peak arousal before he starts on me.

Damn, there's nothing I want more than him inside of me.

"Jack..." I say while turning over to face him, "we can't do this anymore."

"That's fine, we can totally do this another time." He replied.

"No, that's not what I mean."

"What do you mean babe?" He asks, while leaning in and staring into my eyes. He rests his hand on my jaw lovingly.

"I mean, my brother will disown me if we stay together," I replied

"Hayes, he doesn't have to know that you didn't break up with me. You can just... you know, tell him you did." Jack shrugged.

"Jack, I don't know about that. What if Nash finds out again?" I ask.

"I won't let him find out again. We'll be more careful. Please, what can I do to get you to be with me."

"Tell me that you lo—" he cuts me off almost immediately.

"Hayes, baby... I love you." He smiled widely, seeming excited that our relationship had been saved.

"I love you too. But if we're going to do this, we have to be the most careful we've ever been." I tell him.

"I'm fine with that." Jack replied while helping me back up off of the bed.

"Alright. That's amazing, but, I have to go." I tell him. I put my hands on the back of his neck and pull him down to kiss me.

We broke the kiss when our bodies began to beg for air.

"I'll see you soon baby." He smacks my ass.

"Bye!" I reply while walking out the door. I head back to Shawn and Nash's room. Before I turned the door handle I tried to make myself look really sad to give off the impression that I had gone through with Nash's heinous orders. I let out a loud theatrical

sigh.

"It's alright Hayes. It was for your own good." Nash claims while getting up off the couch and hugging me. He patted my back firmly in an attempt to make me feel better. I bit the inside of my cheeks to hold back my emotions. "Wait. What's that on your neck?" Nash asks. My muscles tense as I try to think of an adequate response.

"What's what on my neck?" I ask while looking down trying to see my neck. Nash placed his index finger on my neck and pushed down. I could tell that it was a bruise, just from the way it felt. Jack must've left a hickey on my neck from when I walked into the room.

"Did Jack give you this, because you didn't have it when you got here from the library." Nash asks sternly.

"No." I lied.

"Then who did?" He asks. I try to think of someone who he already hated.

"Cameron!" I think quickly.

"Oh really? Alright, I'll deal with that one for you. Don't worry." Nash replied, a look of pure anger becoming evident on his features. He walks off into the bedroom.

"You don't understand what this means for our clique. This could mean war for us." Shawn whispered before following Nash into the bedroom.