Ivy's POV.
I hated Hayden!
Rich right? Especially considering all I did with him last weekend.
Maybe I was exaggerating a bit, but he wasn't my favorite person right now.
I didn't know who he thought he was instructing me on who and who not to go on dates with.
I wasn't interested in Yousef, but still. It gave him no right, none whatsoever to speak about me like that.
I wouldn't deny that having a hot guy ask me out on a date was a strange thing and it was quite nice, albeit it not being from the one I wanted, it still felt nice to be wanted nonetheless.
I didn't know what to call Hayden's behavior, it couldn't be jealousy. Maybe he just loved the idea of me hovering around him, always clinging to him and looking quite pathetic. I didn't like that I did that. But each time he
