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"I wanted to kiss the guy I like, Oliver Oken," Jack said smiled, "Not just his alter ego." Oliver blushed at his Jacks words, other than Lilly and his mom; no one else had said something this sweet to him.
"So…you're not mad at me for lying to you," Oliver asked, looking Jack square in the eyes with his best puppy dog impression. When he saw jacks cheeks turn a pinkish color
"A little at first," Jack admitted, "But I realized you were trying to protect your friend Lola."
"Thanks, for coming and finding me," Oliver said with a shy grin, "I was kind of a chicken and wimped out after telling you. Hell, I haven't turned my phone on since I told you. So, I'm sorry, Jack. To show you how sorry I am..I want you to close your eyes." Jack raised his eyebrow at first, but ended up closing his eyes. Oliver took a small breath, wrapped his arms from Jacks neck and leaned very close to Jacks lips, without really touching them. Oliver looked at Jacks lips, they were slightly puckered. That aragent, jerk, Oliver thought, and then grinned when a new idea formed in his head. Oliver turned his head a gently pecked Jacks left cheek. Oliver leaned back, arms still wrapped around Jack's neck, jack was staring at Oliver, confused.
"What?" Oliver asked coyly, "Was that not what you thought you were getting?"as Jack looked like he was mentally stammering trying to come up with something to say to this, when Oliver kissed him full on his lips. Leaning back again Jack gave him a questioning look. "Don't ruin fun next time."
"So," Jack started, wrapping his arms around Oliver's waist, "there is going to be a next time?" Oliver gave a shrug, when Jack pulled Oliver into him. Oliver rested his head on Jack's shoulder and the pair just stood there for a little breathing each other in. Not long later a bell rang.
"That's my lunch bell," Oliver said, before pulling out of Jack's hug.
"Then may I walk you there, Mr. Oken?" Jack said, with a slight British ascent.
"If you wish, Mr. Ryan," Oliver said, holding a straight face. Grinning, Jack took Oliver's hand, and they marched to the cafeteria. Outside the double doors Oliver let go of Jacks hand before walking inside, he expected Jack to leave after that, but what he didn't know was that jack followed him right up to Lilly, Miley, Sarah and his table.
"Hey guys," Oliver greeted the table, "thanks for bringing my backpack, Lilly." Oliver nodded at the orange bag in one of the seats. The couple started at Olive, both of them struck by shock. "What?" he asked. However, instead of Miely replying, the usual silent girl voice sprouted up.
"Aren't you going to introduce us to your gust?" Sarah asked, staring exspetitly at her only male friend. Oliver razed an eye brow at the book worm before turning around to see Jack standing there, a shy grin plastered on his sexy face. Before, ether of the young men could speck to their other, a once star struck crowd of teenagers shouted.
"It's Jack Ryan!" Jacks eyes widened and he ran quickly around Oliver and there table and out the emergency exit. Chatter filled the cafeteria at a new level. Oliver, whose eyes were following Jack as he ran out the door, returned to his table to find a note book being held up to his face; What the flaming fuck BEEP happened?! Oliver chuckled a little at what his best friend crossed out, as he sat down. Tacking a deep breath he begin to explain, not a lot of detail, what happened.
"Does this mean you two are together?" Miley asked.
"We didn't really get that far," Oliver admitted, scratching the back of his neck. Does this mean that you're finally going to turn you phone back on?, Lilly wrote. Oliver gave a shy chuckle before reaching in to his bag's smallest pocket, to pull out his phone. Once he turned it on he saw he had six miss calls, and nine unread text messages. Razing an eye brow at his phone Oliver checked who the calls were from. The first four were from Jack, the last two were from Mark. Why would Mark- Oh shit, his car. He then checked the texts, two from Jack, two from Mark, five from Lilly. Most likely trying to tell me about what happened on Saturday.
"What happened with Mark's car?" Oliver voiced.
"My dad drove it to Mark's place," Miley explained, "That reminds me, Mark and my dad set up a interview with that reporter, Mikkala or whatever, and it is for Lola and Mike. They want us to go over what's going to happen. Can you two come over to my house after school?" Oliver and Lilly nodded. Vrrr. Oliver looked down at his phone, Jack's name came up. Sorry about what happened in the LR. -J With a small smile Oliver text back, don't worry about it. -O After that the four table mates began to get there lunch, talking about school work, teachers and their upcoming English test when, vrr. Another text from your lover boy?
"Shut-up," Oliver blushed, looking down at his phone. Good to know ;) … hey, should I be jealous that you sit with 4 girls during lunch? -J
Yes you should, the blond with glasses is really hot - O
Ignore that, that was my bf trying to piss me off – O Oliver sent glaring at Lilly. She shrugged as Miley giggled. Vrrr Good to know –J The text conversation continued threw the lunch period. Miley and Lilly spent their time playing tick tax toe with each other, but instead of x and o they used different colored hearts.
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