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That weekend I was finally free from the studio, so I decided I'm going to go out and enjoy it. I just hope I don't get any messages saying I was needed. The guys said they usually take weekends off but that doesn't mean they wouldn't change their minds.

Once I got out of the shower I got dressed in a pair of black leopard print leggings and a Blue strapless shirt that hung down to my hips that had a black bow around it right below my breasts. After I did my makeup I examined myself in the mirror one last time then slid on my favorite pair of Doc Martens boots and headed out.

As soon as I walked into the bar I looked around and groaned to myself seeing the familiar gang I had to put up with all week. As much as I loved their music they were a pain in my ass while they were in the studio.

Sighing, I headed straight to the bar to get myself a strong drink, lord knew I'd need it if they noticed me since the place wasn't that big. As I took sips of my drink I couldn't resist watching them play some pool. But I quickly looked away though when a pair of hazel eyes looked in my direction.

Matt's POV

I looked around and happened to notice a familiar beautiful face looking towards my friends and me. I had to  smirk at her reaction and took my turn, hitting one of the pool balls into the pocket.

"What you smirking at man?" Zack chuckled.

"A certain someone, as soon as she seen me looking she quickly looked away." I motioned my head towards the bar where Joella sat.

"Go invite her over." He suggested with a shrug.

The first couple days she had a fairly nasty attitude towards us, but the more we hung out, the more she relaxed around us. Well more to the guys than me. But that's partially my fault, I wanted to see how far I could push her. Especially since she wasn't anything like the other girls we've ever been around.

"Why? This is our night out to celebrate a successful week. And why would we want her over here with her snobby attitude." I just rolled his eyes, truth was I wouldn't have minded her to join us. I loved her attitude remarks, it made her even more sexy.

"I'm sure that's just her work attitude, maybe outside of there she's different." Zack then took it upon himself to head that way.

"Zack no!" I groaned but was ignored.

I watched as he talked to her as I took a big swig of my beer. But when I noticed him talk her into coming over, I couldn't help but smile to myself.

Joella's POV

"So do you play?" Johnny asked me after they said their hellos to me.

"A little." I shrugged. I've actually played quite a bit but didn't want to let them know that.

"Well then join us. We just finished a game and was getting ready to start another one."

"Johnny, I doubt she wants to play. She's probably not that good." Matt smirked.

"And why wouldn't I be?" I raised an eyebrow as I rest my hands on my hips. What's with him just assuming I'm not that good.

"Because you don't see girls playing much around here." He stated, which wasn't true, I've seen girls play this game all the time. "Plus you said it yourself, you only play a little." He shrugged one shoulder with his beer bottle in front of his lips.

"Doesn't mean I'm not good. Wait, you're afraid of getting your ass kicked by a girl aren't you?" I smirked at him with a small smile.

I watched as he let out a laugh, "Trust me, I'm not scared. I highly doubt you could beat me. We play this almost every weekend."

"Right." I scoffed, so I decided to challenge him, "I bet you $50 I could beat you." I took some money out of my wallet and smacked it on the table.

"You really challenging me?" He scoffed back and when I nodded, he pulled out a 50 and set it down, "Just don't cry like a little bitch when I beat you."

"Yeah, we'll see who cries like a bitch when they get beaten." I patted his arm.

I so bad wanted to squeeze his bicep while I had the chance but refrained from doing so. Man he was so much more muscular up close than on the videos I've seen.

We flipped a coin to see who racks the balls and Matt got to rack. He smirked when he hit a yellow stripe in then a red but missed the 3rd ball.

As I bent over to hit one of the balls in, I noticed him staring at my ass I smirked with an eye roll and decided to mess around a bit by slowly swaying my ass side to side a bit as I took my shot just to give him something to really stare at.

I hit the 1st ball but purposely missed the second.

"Damn." I smirked as I snapped my fingers. I wanted to make it look like I actually wasn't that good.

"Maybe if you focused more on the balls on the table and less on the ass swaying you'd probably got that shot." He licked his lips with his famous smile.

"Why don't you focus more on those balls." I pointed to the table partially with the pool stick, "And less on my ass before your balls are my next shot that I do hit." My comment made them all snicker except for Matt who just rolled his eyes but he did leave the smile on his face. 

Throughout the game I continually acted like I was bad at pool but towards the end I swept in and kicked his ass.

"What the fuck." Matt groaned out slowly. "That's some bullshit! You hustled me!"

"Awe whose crying like a bitch now?" I smirked huffing on my nails and polishing them on my top. That's what he gets for just assuming I'm not that good at pool.

"I am not crying like a bitch." He scoffed with an eye roll, "I just don't like to be tricked, hell who does."

"I told you I could kick your ass but you didn't believe me." I shrugged as I  grabbed the money, "Don't hate because a girl beat you."

"Double or nothing." He glared.

"You sure you want to do that man?" Jimmy chuckled.

"Fuck yeah I'm sure." He says to him then looks at me, "Unless you're too scared."

"Far from it." I put the money back down, along with another 50 which in return he did the same. I never back down from a challenge and I'm not going to start now.

And as another game ended, I beat him again.

"Fucking hell." He groaned and I couldn't but giggle at his frustration, he looked so damn adorable.

"Awe don't be mad Matty-poo." I giggled while patting his chest, "Don't hate the game, hate the player."

"You're so lucky you're a fucking girl." He rolled his eyes.

"Your point is? I'm not fucking scared of some cocky asshole."

"Just like you're a bitch." He stepped closer to me. 

Fuck, he was so close, I so bad wanted to grab him and kiss those sexy lips of his. Him being that close, catching a whiff of his cologne made my heart feel like it skipped a beat.

"Hey come on Matt, enough." Brian intervened by stepping between us.

"Oh I know I'm a bitch." I smirked with a shrug. "That doesn't offend me like you think it might. You're just mad because I'm not falling into your arms like the rest of the whores around here does." 

Even though I actually wanted to, but I didn't want them to think I'm like that. I wanted them to see me differently. I've noticed how the fan girls swoon over all the guys and would give anything to have one chance with them. Although I did think each of them was hot in their own way but I didn't let it known to any of them.