Scarletts P.O.V

After your heated argument with Oliver, you avoided going home for a few days. Instead, you've slept over at Bri's. After a couple days past you find yourself back home, and actively avoiding Oliver.

I really don't need to be bothered by him. He made shit pretty clear, and I'm no longer interested. I'm not going to play his games.

You head to the kitchen, where your mom is throwing dinner together. She smiles when she sees you, eyes widening with surprise.

"Missed us, huh?"

Couldn't avoided home forever.

You shrug, and move closer, wrinkling your nose as the aroma of whatever she's cooking wafts towards you.

"Smells good"

"Oh, it is. I figured I'd make something nice. Oliver's been so sweet to Theresa"

At the mention of Oliver and Theresa you tense up, firming your lips and rolling your eyes

"What, you don't like Theresa?"

Shit, she wasn't supposed to see that

"She's nice"

All I'm saying is, he's not too reliable.

If I've learned anything, he sue as hell isn't. He's one way, and just when you start to change your mind about him, he switches up.

"Let's just give him the benefit of a doubt. Besides, at least I'm not forcing you to hangout with him. He's getting out"

She grins at you, and raises her brows excitedly, and you pull your lips into a fake smile, but secretly you're pissed. Saying you don't have feelings for someone is one thing, but actually getting over someone emotionally is an entirely different fucking story.

Its not the fact I don't like him... I could care fucking less about that. Its the fact he jumps from one girl to the next that disgusts me. He can have Theresa. I doubt shell be his last anyways.

"Honestly, I don't care about Oliver's love life"

"Oh really?"

Fuck...

You tense up, your eyes widen as mother firms her lips wont surprise and her eyes widen with alarm.

"She didn't mean that Oliver-"

"Don't speak for me. I did"

Why should I care if he knows I don't give a crap about him. It's actually better if he does. Gives me... satisfaction

You twist on your heel, eyes meeting his, and you resist sucking back on the deep breath that chokes you every time you lay eyes on him. You hate hoe taken back you are by hoe gorgeous he is. Attractive on the outside. Shit underneath. Crossing your arms over your chest, you quirk a brow challengingly at him.

"Hm, as far as I was concerned my love lifted as top one on your list of priorities"

Oh, he's fucking around... intensionally bringing that shit up in front of my mom now I'm nit swooning after him.

"Ah, found it all a little boring actually. Besides, I'd have to actually care about you to be invested in something like that. Oops. Guess I don't"

"Guys, please don't argue... I have to run and use the bathroom, Scar, don't let he sauce burn"

You nod without tearing your intense gaze away from Oliver, listening as your mothers footsteps disappear into the next room.

"Don't kid yourself, Scar"

Back to calling me that again? He's clinically insane. Clearly.

"Don't call me that"

"But you love it"

"I'm sorry, but don't you have another woman's life to go ruin?"

as fun

"Clearly"

a step towards you and you shake

not gonna pull this

grins deviously, and takes another spot forward. He licks his lips, before biting

the hell does

a hand to drag through his hair, causing it to appear disheveled and somehow it makes him even more attractive. Almost like if you dragged your fingers through

not me teasing you, Scarlett. You're just easily

he seriously turning this

"Fuck you, Oliver"

head, tapping his chin mock contemplating,

"Temping"

"You're a pig"

claimed to be innocent,

his arms,

one fun

don't want

before dragging his eyes down your shirt, lingering on the hardened nipples poking though the

do they always

ride, and baby I'd

mouth to ask him why the fuck he's acting different, when your mom scurries back into

you to

turn, offering your mom

"Sorry, I got distracted"

hope it wasn't because you

"Just the opposite"

want to

chuckle fills the room before your

ask you what you

completely fucking

knowing your luck he's

go me

You mom sighs

celebrate. It's a big

Oliver

lake house that

A lake house???

when have you guys

the

a bunch of teenagers

casts you an annoyed look, before

I'll think of

"You do that"

your mom's back is turned and leans close to

without permission.

can be the one who's arrested when

You shake your head.

"Prude"

that's like his

out of your pocket, checking the screen

Briana: party tonight?

the last one went

I'll be the first to tell you that

Don't tell my stomach

"Anything interesting?"

wanting to make

mouths an

what time are

course

at your phone for a moment, before you reply to Bri

Scarlett: fine. I'm down

at my place by

am I going to pull

upset, she

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