Wrong |COMPLETE|

🕸Chapter...45🕷

I'm so in love with the
song rn...

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🎵Listen to Earned It by The Weekend🎶

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I let out a deep internal groan as Oren backs me up on the cold bathroom wall.

He wraps his hands round my waist and I wrap mine round his neck. 

"Oren..." I call out but he doesn't listen.

The water turns from ice cold to luke warm and that actually helps me relax. I look up and his eyes are black.

"Ore-" I call out again but he doesn't let me finish.

He lowers his lips on mine and I feel myself being carried to a world of ecstasy.

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*4 hours earlier*

Jenna.

"What are you doing here ?" I ask but my question is answered when my dad comes out of nowhere and wraps his arms round Jenna's waist.

"Dad..." I call out while giving him a questioning look.

He clears his throat then smiles.

Why do I have the feeling I'm going to regret asking that question.

"Uuhm..." He statters but I raise my eyebrows, prompting him to go on.

"... Jenna and I are back together."

Hmph.

Figured...

"What are all these decorations for ?" I choose to change the topic rather than engage.

"Jenna's parent's are coming for dinner." My dad answers.

Well... so much for trying to 'change the subject'.

"Okay" I answer flatly then turn to leave but my dad's next words make me freeze mid-step.

"They're coming here to help prepare the wedding."

You know... at times I usually wish that my hearing was bad, like really really bad...

...but hey... we don't always get what we want.

"What ?" I ask flatly while turning to face my dad.

"The wedding is next Saturday." Jenna says with a smirk on her face.

Oh how I wish I could wipe the floor wi-

"Wait... dad, next Saturday is my-"

"I don't want to hear it." My dad suddenly snaps at me and I realize it has something to do with the fact that Jenna just whispered in his ear a few seconds ago.

My attitude was on standby, ready to scoff at something.

"You know what, I'm going out for a run."