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"And then he acts like a complete dick to me!" I say to Oliver while shoving a handful of popcorn in my mouth.
It's been three weeks since the whole Jax incident and three weeks since Oliver became my bodyguard.
I wasn't happy about this whole "you need a bodyguard to protect you blah blah blah" thing at first, but Oliver is so funny and nice.
Currently we're watching a movie in the theatre room, yeah that's right, they have a theatre room here.
"Damn girl, and I thought I had boy trouble." He laughs while playfully rolling his eyes.
I found out last week that Oliver's gay.
I'm the only person who knows because he had this huge mess with this guy, the same guy he refuses to tell me anything about. Because of this he's scared to come out.
He's extremely hot so whatever man snatches him up is lucky.
"Like bro, could you be anymore confusing." I continue as both Oliver and I break out into laughter.
Suddenly a throat clearing interrupts us.
"Oliver, I'm paying you to be a bodyguard, not a best friend." States a very pissed off Jax.
Damn what's his deal.
Just as Oliver was going to speak up I cut him off.
"You were the one who insisted I have a bodyguard following me around 24/7 and now you're upset that I'm friends with him? Not everything you want happens Jax." I state with a glare.
He looks over to me and his eyes soften.
I haven't spoken to Jax since the night the Americans broke in and tried to kill me. I'm not some human punching bag he can take all his frustration out on. I'm not gonna walk around here and let him speak and treat me the way he has been.
I stand up stretching my body after sitting down for so long. My joints make some weird cracking sounds.
Nice.
I lean over and give Oliver a kiss on the check.
"Night Olly." I smile at him which he returns with a slight blush.
I let out a giggle and turn towards Jax. I walk towards him with a cold glare and make sure to hit his shoulder on the way out of the theatre room.
Once I make it to my bedroom I get ready for bed.
Once I'm ready and tucked into my nice warm bed I can't help but think about him. Why can't he just act like he did when we first met. Ever since I learned about who he is and what his family does he's been so hot and cold with me. I wish he'd just open up and tell me what's going on already.
God I miss him.
𝙅𝙖𝙭'𝙨 𝙋𝙤𝙫
God I miss her.
Why did I have to fuck it up again. I told her I wouldn't let anyone hurt her, including myself and not three hours later I hurt her again.
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Romance"Why would you do that for me? We barely know each other?" I say barely above a whisper. "Because I think you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen." He with complete honesty lacing his voice. His beautiful brown eyes bore into mine as if it w...
