𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝑮𝒐 𝑩𝒂𝒅

thirteen

The next morning, Fezco waited outside in his car for Olivia to come out. When she did, he stared at her until she got in.

"What's up?" He greeted once she sat down. She shut the door and put on her seatbelt, rubbing her eyes.

"Morning." She mumbled, sitting back in the seat and looking over at Fez.

"Tired?" He asked, smirking at her. He thought she was really cute when she was like this. Liv nodded her head.

"I didn't get much sleep last night." She said. She really didn't. She was up a lot thinking about her and Fezco's kiss. She sure as hell wasn't going to tell him that, though.

"I bought you a coffee." He said, pointing to the iced coffee in the cup holder. When he put the car in drive and drove out of the driveway, Finnegan threw Fezco a dirty look. Olivia didn't notice.

"You did?" She asked, looking down. Her face lit up when she saw the drink, thankful Fez went out of his way to get her something.

"Thank you!" She said, smiling and taking a sip. He nodded, trying not to laugh at her.

"I wanted to talk to you." Fez said, one hand on the steering wheel and the other in his lap. Liv knew where this was going, and she didn't want to talk about it. Yes, she made the first move, and she didn't regret it at all, but she was still nervous to talk about it with him.

"Hm?" She hummed.

"I can't just ignore kissing you, bruh." He told her. She put the coffee back into the cup holder after taking another sip.

"I'm not asking you to." She said. He glanced over at her, then looked back at the road.

"So what? We just gonna go back to fucking joking around and shit?" He asked her, slightly annoyed.

"Fez.." She said.

"I'm serious, Liv." Fez said, glancing back over at her again. She let out a sigh.

"I don't know. But I'm only just getting over Jayson." Liv told him. Fezco furrowed his eyebrows.

"Getting over? Wh-you never fucking liked him." He said. She nodded, understanding where Fez was coming from.

"Nobody else knows that, though. I can't just jump right into another relationship that quickly, it'll make me look like I was cheating on him or something." She explained. Fezco didn't say anything for a second.

"Not like we can tell anyone if we did anything, anyway." He said. Liv looked at him, becoming confused.

"Why not?" She asked.

"You're seventeen." He said in a duh-tone. She became even more confused.

"I'm nineteen." He told her.

Olivia was pretty much done with this conversation. She wasn't on board with it from the start, but now she was even more frustrated than she was when it started.

She let out a flustered sigh and put her hand on her forehead.

"I'm sorry. I should have never.." She started, but Fezco cut her off.