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Octavia Thornton has hated Axel Kingston from the minute he spilt his red jungle juice down her favourite white dress during freshman year.
She declared them enemies, but you what made it more exciting?
They were enemies with ben...
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Pulling up to the apartment complex Payton forwarded me, I spot Ava standing outside with her arms circled around her body.
She's in a short as fuck black dress— sexy as fuck too and my dick twinges in my sweats at the sight of her.
I pull up beside her and roll down the passenger side window. "Get in Rose." I say which catches her attention.
She walks up to the car but doesn't get in, she just stands by the window with her arms still crossed around her body. "What the fuck are you doing here Alex?" She asks, a look of confusion painted across her face.
As much as I act like I hate that name coming from her mouth, I secretly love it.
"Get in the car." I demand.
She raises her eyebrow at me. "How do I know you're not going to kill me?"
Fuck sake.
"Rose get in the car, now."
"Why?"
I let out a frustrated sigh. "Octavia, it's borderline freezing outside, you're in the shortest dress ever and you're probably going to die from hypothermia unless you get in this car." I say.
She shrugs her shoulders. "Would rather die from hypothermia than at your hands." She states.
This girl is really testing my patience's more and more everyday.
I roll my eyes. "Get in the car Rose, please."
She huffs throwing her hands down at her sides in a mini tantrum before proceeding to open the car door, getting in and slouching back into the chair.
"The girls are at the football house, they've had a few to drink and didn't feel safe driving." I explain to her. "I'm the only one who hasn't had a drink, so I offered to pick you up."
Plus I kinda wanted to see you.
Where the fuck did that come from?
"Oh." Is all she replies.
"Nina asked if you want to come back to the house or go home?"
"Home."
I nod and start the car back up, taking a glance at her still slouching in the chair. "Seatbelt." I say.
She tugs at the belt and as soon as I hear it click I begin driving off. From the corner of my eye I notice her still in the same position as she was since she got into the car, her fingers playing with the hem of her dress causing it to rise slightly on her already barely covered thighs.
"What happened tonight?" I ask.
She sighs slamming her head back against the headrest, closing her eyes then opening them and positioning her body to face me.
