gasped.
“So what are you saying? I’m not a fun person?”
He shrugged and looked away about to laugh.
“Ass!” I yelled.
This time he laughed.
“I just want to make them jealous so we can get back to the way things were,” I said simply.
He nodded. He looked at me his eyes alight. “We should make out in front of them!”
I laughed.
“Yeah right! Like I’m really going to kiss you!” He looked hurt for a moment but recovered.
“How the hell else are we going to make them jealous? Or be posed as a real couple?” he asked throwing his hands in the air.
I frowned.
“I don’t know but I want to wait as long as I can!”
He rolled his eyes, annoyed.
“Fine, then.” He slapped his hand down on my thigh and I jumped. He looked over at me. “We’ll have to use body language.”
I looked down at his hand and up at his eyes. He smirked. I didn’t move his hand…it felt kind of good….he looked surprised that I didn’t and decided to get as far as he could. He went up a little further and my heart rate started to build. I wanted to slap his hand. I wanted to slap his face but I couldn’t. I could hear his breath coming heavy now as we both watched his hand. His hand was warm on my cold leg. I clenched my teeth. Come on Olivia! He’s taking advantage of me! His hand made a way lower on my thigh and my body was heating up. Finally I grabbed his hand and for a second or two we looked at each other. I stood up, dropping his hand, not knowing what came over me.
“You are such a man whore,” I said pushing back my hair trying to get cooled down.
He smirked.
“Maybe you should even change your wardrobe a little. You know, spice things up a bit.” He stood up and walked up in front of me. He looked me over once. “If you’re dating me, you have to look good.”
I glared.
“Yeah, someone has to look good in the relationship.”
He gasped.
“Whatever Taylor,” he walked past me out into the hall.
I ran out after catching my breath.
“Wait! What do I do?” I asked.
He stopped on the stairs and turned around me.
“I’ll come pick you up Wednesday and we’ll officially be a couple. We’ll go into school and wing it. If anyone asks, say you’ve always had a crush on me and that after Grant broke up with you, you finally decided to give in to your love for me.” He fluttered his eye lashes and I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes.
“I’m definitely not saying that! I’ll figure something else out.”
He shrugged.
“Whatever you want princess,” he called, as he turned and walked down the stairs. “See ya!” He slammed the front door and I heard his car start up.
I inhaled and sat down on the steps. Oh my gosh, Olivia! Why would you let him feel you up like that?! He was touching you like that! Why would you?! I yelled at myself. I could still feel his warm hand on me and I shook my head trying to get the feeling away. He is a jerk! You don’t like him. You repel him! I can do this. Just a week or two and Grant will be my boyfriend. You can handle this. You can handle this. I repeated again. I stood up and went back to my room to study for my English paper.
Chapter 4
Next Day:
School went pretty bad. Everyone was asking me questions about me and Grant.
“Oh why did he break up with you?” “Aw sweetie I’m so sorry!” “He’s such a jerk! I don’t know why you ever went out with him.” And then there was a rumor going around that he broke up with me because I wouldn’t ‘do it’. It was a load of bullshit! I was sick of it! Zane and I didn’t talk or even really look at each other. We both knew we need to have our freedom until tomorrow. I got home and sighed as I went into my room. My cell rang and I picked it up.
“What?” I asked annoyed.
“Oh, is that how you treat your fake boyfriend now?”
I closed my eyes and sighed once again.
“Zane,” I said
“Olivia,” I could hear the amusement in