Ways Of Dealing

Chapter 10

Bootay

"Oliverrrr meet my new friend - MARK!" I said to Oliver, pointing at the bartender who waved slightly.

"I'm Oliver... which you probably know by now." Oliver tried to chuckled, but his face was covered in concern.

"What's wrong Ollie?" I asked, but it came out more like Owwie, and I patted his shoulder. He ran a hand over his face, looking very stressed.

"Your drunk!" He exclaimed. I shrunk back in my seat a little.

"No I'm not, silly." I told him, but he started walking away. I got up to talk to him, but I fell off my stool and stumbled into him, grasping on so I wouldn't fall.

"Jesus, Lilly. Go sit down, I'm just getting your purse." Oliver sighed, setting me back down on my stool. Mark was watching the scene with an amused smile on his face. After what felt like hours, Oliver finally came back.

"Come on, Lilly. I told my dad I didn't feel good so he gave me the keys to his car and said they'd find a ride home, let's go." He helped me off my stool and started walking away with me.

"BYE MARK!" I turned and shouted, blowing him a kiss. He just smiled and laughed. When I saw how close we were to the ocean, I took off running. The beach looked so beautiful with the ocean shimmering in the dark. I wanted to dance with it!

"Lilly! Lilly come back here!" Oliver shouted, clearly aggravated. I ignored him. When I got down to the beautiful beach I took of my shoes and threw them, then spun in circles, watching as my dress came up and spun with me.

"WEEEE! OLIVER SPIN WITH ME!" I shouted, trying to grab his hand while I spun.

"Lilly, come on, please don't do this to me." He ran his hand over his face and let out a stressful sigh. He went and picked up my shoes. "Alright, you leave me no choice." He stated before coming over and picking me up then putting me over his shoulder. He was holding my legs and my head was hanging over his back, my arms drifting around freely.

"I Seeee a booty!!" I yelled, slapping Oliver's butt.

"BOOOTAAAY! HEY EVERYONE! OLIVER'S GOT A BOOTAY!" I laughed hysterically. After I felt like we'd been walking, or in my case carried, for forever, I got bored.

"Oliver, put me down! I wanna go talk to Anna! And danceee! Please Oliver, pleaseee." I begged. We were walking around the beach to get to the car and I swear it was the longest way possible. It seemed to me like he was avoiding the party.

"No Lilly, you can't." Oliver said to me. I made a 'humpff' noise, then thought of a plan. If Oliver wasn't going to put me down I'd have to figure out a way but myself. I tried to shift all wait from my legs and feet to my upper body so I could somehow jump off Oliver's back. I don't know how well this is gonna work, but I'm willing to try...

1...2...3... HUMPF! Hm, well the plan didn't work to well. I'm still on Oliver's shoulder, he just kind of stumbled back a bit, then caught his balance.

"Lilly?"

"Yes?" I responded.

"What are you doing?" He asked me.

"Ooh not much. Just trying to propel myself off your back." I laughed like crazy.

"Hey, Lilly?"

"Yup?"

"Do me a favor and just stay where you are." Oliver said tensely.

"Mmmmkays." I answered, feeling a sudden rush a tiredness. I felt my eyes slowly drift shut as I tuned everything out and just let myself be carried away by Oliver. After a few minutes of silence Oliver spoke up.

"Hey, you okay back there?" He asked gently.

"Mhmm," I answered sleepily. The next the I knew I was jostled awake when Oliver was trying to gently put me in the passenger's seat of the rental vehicle. For some reason, right as we got in the car I was completly awake again. Oliver turned on the radio and I turned it up, dancing along with "I kissed a Girl," By Katy Perry.

"I kissed a girl and I likedddd it," I sang on the top of my lungs. Once we got back to the hotel parking lot, he got me out of the car and gave me a piggy back ride up to the room. His parents had gotten one room for themselves, one for Anna and I, and a single room for Oliver that conjoined with their room. Oliver took me to my room and laid me carefully on the bed. He took of his jacket and button up shirt so he was just wearing his plain white v-neck and trousers.

"Lilly?" He asked. I waved my hand in response. The wave of tiredness I had felt earlier was suddenly back. "Lilly, please look at me." I did so.

"I'm going to shower, if you're going to sleep, you have to sleep on your stomach, okay?"

"Mhmm," I said, but stayed on my back. Oliver let out a frustrated sigh.

"Here," He said, turning me over onto my stomach. He was about to walk into the bathroom when I called his name. I could see him hesitate.

He stood infront of me and I gave him a finger motion to come closer. He bent down near my head.

"I just wanted to tell you that you're my best friend." I whispered, my eyes still closed. I could feel his breath on my face. After a few seconds he just stood up and walked into the bathroom. He still seemed angry with me.

By the time Oliver got out of the shower, I must have been asleep, but I know he put the comforter over my body because now I'm awake and it's 2:45 am and I'm sure I fell asleep on top of all the covers. I ran past Oliver who was sleeping in a chair right infront of my bed. It looked like he had bee watching me, but I can't worry about that now because I'm feeling extremely sick. Like about to throw up sick. So I throw off my dress into the corner of the bathroom and lean over the toilet in my bra and panties and threw up. It smelt of alcohol and the events of last night flooded my memory. Mark! Why would he serve me alcohol? I'm 17! I leaned back against the wall of the bathroom and thought I was done throwing up.

Just then Oliver walks in, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. His hair was a mess, but it looked cute in that tired, shaggy way. "Lilly? What are you doing up?" He mumbled quietly. A second later I was back holding the toilet bowl, throwing up more. I didn't even know my stomach held this much!

"Oh Lilly," Oliver said sadly, then sat next to the toilet, leaning his back against the bath tub. He gathered up my hair and held it from getting in the toilet. He rubbed my back with his other hand. It gave me shivers feeling his hand on my burning hot skin. I slumped against the wall, across from him. He grabbed a piece of toilet paper and wiped off the corner of my mouth, then threw it in the toilet. He stared at me intently, and I could see the disappointment in his eyes. I couldn't handle it so I looked down at my hands, which were folded in my lap.

"Oliver, I'm-" I whispered so I wouldn't wake Anna up, but Oliver cut me off.

"I don't want to hear it right now, Lilly." He whispered harshly, then left the bathroom. I sat on the bathroom floor astonished. Oliver was always so sweet. I guess it was kind of bitchy of me to get drunk at his Uncle's wedding party. And I kind of ruined it for him because he had to leave and take care of me. I cried silently, feeling guilty about the whole thing. And I hated having Oliver mad at me. He was my best friend and we rarely got in fights because he was such a forgiving person. I must have sat in there about a half an hour before I finally decided to get up and get back into bed. The chair that had been sitting infront of my bed was moved back to it's original place and Anna was still sleeping soundly. Oliver must have gone back to his room. I got in bed and tried to sleep, but I just found myself tossing and turning instead.

2 days! Thats probably the fastest I've ever updated. It's a record for me! Please review!! It means alot to me! THANK YOU FOR READING.

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