Sig POV
I wake up and see it's already 11 in the morning. I look to my right and see that Trent is still sleeping. I smile. He looks so cute. I slowly get out of his arms. I pick out a white bralette I had in my bag yesterday. I grab some Hugh waisted black shorts to complete my outfit. I go in the bathroom and take a shower shaving everywhere cause it's a trampoline park. You never know lol. I get out and dry up. I put on my clothes and decide to put in no makeup. Trent has already seen me without makeup. There is no point on putting it on. I get out and see Trent sitting on the bed rubbing his eyes from his tiredness. His abs flex while he stretches his arms. I quickly look away hoping Trent didn't notice. Luckily he didn't and continued to get up.

"Good morning," he says scratching his head.

"Good morning sleepyhead," I say laughing a little because he tripped over his suitcase.

He looks up at me from the ground and looks me up and down. I blush.

"You look pretty," He says trying to get up.

"Thank you," I blush and hold out my hand to help him up.

Trent goes inside the bathroom and gets ready. He comes out wearing a grey crewneck with adidas joggers. He looks hot without even trying.

"Let's go to IHOP," he says jumping like a kid.

I giggle. "Okay."

(Skip drive)

We get to IHOP and find a table to sit at.

"What do you want to eat?" He asks me.

"It's okay I'm not that hungry. I usually skip breakfast," I reply.

"No I insist. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

I smile at his sweetness.

"I'll just get whatever your having," I say.

"Okay," He says going back on his phone.

I decide to pull out my phone cause I don't want to look stupid doing nothing. I pull out my phone and check my insta. Getting normal hate. I check my snap and see people tagged me. I see that Hayden tagged me.

He posted an ugly picture of me captioning "Ugly ass gurl who doesn't deserve anything."

I try to hold back my tears and fail. Luckily Trent is on his phone so he doesn't see me. I wipe my tears away and try to hide my face. I sniffle and see Trent raised his head from his phone.

"Are you okay Sig?" He asks reaching his hand out to me and holding my hand.

I nod.

"Your lying," He says concerned.

"No really I'm fine," I say trying to change the subject.

"No your not fine. What happened?" He asks me.

Before I can answer the waiter comes. The girl looks at Trent flirtatiously which makes me pissed off for some reason.

"Hi cutie what would you like to order?" She asks while popping out her hip.

I bet my face is red right now because of how mad I am.

"I'll get the chocolate pancake with whipped cream on top," He says.

"Of course! Now what would you like?" She says giving me a dirty look.

"Same as him," I reply clenching my fists on top of the table.

She must've seen because she scurried away quickly.

"Why are you mad now?" He asks me.

"I don't like how she was staring at you," I mumble in a low voice.

"Huh?"

"I just don't like how she looked at you," I say a little louder.

"Why do you care? Jealous?" He smirks.

"No I am not jealous! I just— she's not right for you," I say.

"How do you know who's right for me and who's not?" He says pissed off.

"Well because if you liked sluts than you would be banging her on this table right now!" I reply mad.

"What the fuck is the matter with you? Why can't a girl just talk to me without you getting jealous?! Your so fucking annoying your like a little kid I swear! Just stay out of my fucking life and mind your own fucking business!" He says slamming the table.

That shuts me up. I stare at him in shock. Luckily no one was watching us. Before I could say anything the waiter comes back with the food. Trent doesn't take his eyes off me when she puts the food down. He looks really mad. I feel some tears forming. I didn't know he would yell at me like that. I grab my fork and poke the pancake. I keep my head down. I feel the tears rolling so I quickly wipe them away. We eat our breakfast in silence. I eat my pancakes and wipe my mouth.

"Excuse me," I say quietly leaving the table and going into the bathroom. When I get in I make sure there is nobody in there. Then I cry my eyes out. I probably cried fir like 5 minutes. I check myself in the mirror and see my face is really red indicating I cried. Whatever it's not like he cares. I walk back out and sit at the table. I see he's gone so I look around for him. I see him talking to the waiter. I see they exchange numbers. I bite my trembling lip to stop myself from crying again. I need to leave. I'll find a taxi. I get up and leave some money at the table to help pay. I leave the IHOP. Trent doesn't even notice because he is talking to the waiter. I look at him one last time and walk out.