My head hurt like a bitch." Ugh." Apparently I blacked out for a good 30 minutes. I first thing I noticed when I came to was Oliver. He sat beside me on one of the couch inside the bar waiting for me to wake up. " Hey. You probably should call it a night." He suggested as he helped me to sit straight up." Are you inviting me to go home with you?" I tried to flirt, silently hoping that he would agree but he shut all my hopes down with a quick and firm " No." " Ollie, I-" "Connor, I'm not doing this again. I need to go." He makes his way to the exit. I catch up to him as he got out of the bar.
" Oliver! Wait!"
" What do you need Connor?" He answered, obviously not happy with me.
" I-I want your number..." he hesitates for a second, probably contemplating about wether to tell me or not.
" I haven't changed my phone number since high school Connor."
I watch him go home as I let what he said sink in. He didn't change phone numbers since high school. What it because he was waiting for me to contact him? It kinda gave me hope but I felt like an asshole. If all these years he was waiting for me to contact him and I didn't even try to contact him, I probably am an asshole.
Beep.
" Hey. I'm just calling to check up on you. I called you earlier this week but I haven't heard back from you. Did you get the flu or something? I-I could go over and take care of you...If you want to... Oliver, please call me back..."
Beep.
It was the fifth voicemail I left this week. Call me desperate, but I really wanna get back together. We were doing so well, so...so happy in high school. And now we're broken. I don't even know if there's anything I can salvage.
(Flashback)
I was driving Oliver from home after school. I wasn't really into Oliver and people were starting to spread rumors. I didn't like that people were spreading false rumors especially if I didn't even like the guy. Also, he was really being clingy so I told him that we should stop. I told him that I like another guy in our grade. He looked hurt but he didn't pry. I few days after I really did get a boyfriend. A random guy I don't really know. The guy tweeted a picture of us together on a date. The day after that Oliver didn't come to see me. He didn't talk to me anymore. I missed him but I wasn't really into him. I guess I missed having someone like you.
Before our one month anniversary, my boyfriend and I broke up. We fought because of Oliver. Because I gave Oliver a Valentine's Day gift. I remembered that Oliver loved the Disney movie Monsters Inc. so when we went to Disneyland for a date, I bought a stuffed toy for Oliver. I ended up giving Oliver that stuffed toy as a valentines gift. My boyfriend thought it was creepy and broke up with me. But the thing was, I didn't really mind.
A week after my broke up, Oliver started talking to me again. He was being clingy again but I was starting think that it wasn't bad.
(End of flashback)
Beep. Beep. Beep.
I was about to answer when the ringing stops.
"Hey Connor. I'll put it bluntly so that you don't have to get confused and try to read between the lines. You didn't hear back from me because I didn't want to get involved. Sorry."
As I listened to that messages felt my heart drop. I felt my heart stop. I didn't know what to do. Here I am, realizing that I love him but the man that once loved me now doesn't want to be involved with me.
(Flashback)
One night on our school trip we get assigned to the same room. I felt so excited but at the same time nervous. This could make or break our relationship.
"Hey, is it ok if I take a shower?" He asked.
"Uh sure? You don't need to ask."
"I didn't want to be rude in case you wanted to take a shower too."
"Woah...inviting to shower together? You're pretty ballsy" he blushed as I teased him.
"That's not what I meant."
He took off his clothes in front of me instead of taking it all off at the shower. I'm not saying I mind but...damn that's hot. I might not be able to control myself and just have my wicked way with him tonight. He goes out of the shower fully clothed and a part of me was disappointed. To pay him back for his little "show" in the room, I get out of the shower in my birthday suit and I'm liking the way he's looking at me. An idiot could tell that there was sexual tension between us. As I get in my bed he suddenly goes from his to mine and without saying a word, gets on top of me. It was awkward and not sexy at all. It was cute seeing him realize that it wasn't sexy. He tries to get off me but I hug him tightly so he couldn't get away. Our eyes lock for a moment and then the next thing I know our lips are pressed against each other's. It starts slow but our lust helps it escalate quickly. I feel him lick my lips and I open my mouth. Our tongues connect and my body is on fire. He hastily tries to remove my shirt as I undo his. But my hands get lost and finds it's way to his belt loosening it and I rub his ass, slowly massaging his lovely buns. This makes him moan. I give myself a pat on the back. "Is this your first?" "Yea-Aah. Do that again." "I don't think we should do this." I reason." We're already doing this." I push him off me." Ow." "I'm sorry." And I ran away. I meet with my friends and we all drink.
(End of flashback)
Authors Note:
Thanks for reading up to this chapter. I think I'm getting used to writing! LOL
anyways enjoy!:)