A story of two enemies attached and captivated by lust and value.
"You act like you can't stand me...But the moment I get my hands on you, you're like putty."
18-year-old Addison Westbrook swears up and down that he hates Oliver Beckett. Even with...
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There is no greater frustration than making plans only to regret them hours later.
After finding out about their college acceptance, Addison was a huge bundle of sunshine the rest of the day. That's why he decided that he would go to Brandon's end-of-year party. And he'd have the best time of his life.
Fast forward 2 hours after telling Eve and Eli...
"Addison get up." Oliver threw the covers off of the boy's body and sighed. "We're gonna be late."
"Go without me." He grumbled.
"No. You were the one that decided you wanted to go, so come on."
Addison finally sat up and glared, "I'm tired."
"And I'm tired of your attitude."
"And I'm tired of your attitude." Addison mocked under his breath, getting out of bed. "I don't know why I agreed to this in the first place."
"I don't know why you do most of the things you do." Oliver shrugged, "I'm just here to support your bad decisions."
"You were a bad decision," Addison muttered.
"I heard that."
Oliver was one of the best decisions he's ever made.
One thing about their relationship that he's grateful for, is the fact that things never chnaged between them. Usually, when it comes to couples, that title seems to alter their behavior.
Just because you're dating doesn't mean you have to be an overly nice softy all of the time. He and Oliver have never acted that way with each other.
Even in 4th grade, before they started "dating" they hated each other.
Well...Addison hated him. But that was only because Oliver told on him and got his clip moved down to yellow on the first week of school.
But, after Oliver begged him for forgiveness, and a spot next to him at lunch, everything was fine. Up until Valentines' day of course...
"What should I wear?" Addison questioned.
"Anything but what you wore to school today."
He frowned, "I thought you said I looked cute."
"It's my job to make you feel good, Addison. Of course, I said that."
After getting dressed, Addison plopped back down their bed, hoping that the night would pass quickly. He was about to get up to talk to Gabe, when Oliver walked out of the bathroom.
Dressed in practically the same thing as him
During a sudden exchange of glances, both said, "Change."
