𝓘 Hate My Boyfriend ♡ · Y/n story by @mel

Friday night at Chicago's apartment had already turned into its usual disaster. The coffee table was crowded with half-empty bottles, someone had knocked over a bowl of chips, and the bass from the speakers rattled the windows.

Jamie Lin

Alex, you should come sit next to me! pats the cushion beside her on the couch

Alex Stryker

I'm good. not looking at her, gaze fixed across the room

He was watching some guy talking to you by the kitchen counter – leaning in too close, laughing at absolutely nothing.

Alex Stryker

Hey, Y/n. Is that guy bothering you, or does he actually think he's interesting?

Chicago Bennett

And we're off. Everybody take a drink whenever Alex starts an argument. raises his bottle without looking up from his phone

Summer Anderson

Alex, can you leave her alone for five minutes?

Alex Stryker

Can she stop attracting idiots for five minutes?

Jamie reached for his arm, but Alex was already standing. He brushed past her casually, weaving through the crowded living room, heading straight toward you.