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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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I couldn't seem to take my eyes off her, she looked so fucking beautiful in that red dress, fuckable too... seeing as I've already fucked her twice in it.
I was jealous of the way she could openly dance with her dad, I wanted nothing more than to ask her to dance with me, but I knew I couldn't. I couldn't risk our friends questioning why we were dancing— the two people whom put up this facade that they hate each other when merely I was so in love with her.
The song had come to an end and I found myself walking towards the bar to grab another beer, I had practically devoured the previous one in seconds whilst staring at the both of them dancing.
I order the beer and then leant against the bar waiting for the barmaid to bring it to me, she smiles as she pushes the bottle in my direction and I thank her before turning around and leaning my back against the bar.
I notice Rose's dad walking in my direction and i immediately perk up, moving my body off the bar and straightening myself up. He stands next to me once he reaches the bar and orders the same beer as me before turning in my direction and smiling.
"Blake Thornton." He holds his hand out for me to shake.
I take his hand in my own giving it a small squeeze as I shake it. "Axel Kingston." I greet him. "Thank you for allowing me to be apart of your day."
He nods his head and thanks the barmaid for his beer once she slides it to him, taking a sip of it, he places it back down onto the bar before looking at me again.
"You've been eyeing my daughter since the minute she walked down the isle this afternoon." He points out, and it's true. How could I not? She looked absolutely breathtaking.
"Sorry?" I question.
"I see the way you look at her." He says as he looks from me and then onto the dance floor where she dances with his new wife and Payton.
"W-what?"
"Only a man who's in love looks at a woman that way, you're in love with my daughter." He responds, his face showing no signs of emotion which causes me to panic slightly.
Fuck, why did I care so much about impressing her dad? Why did I care if he disliked me or not?
Because he's going to be your future father in law...
Shit.
"I- uh." I didn't know how to respond.
"I see it in her too..." He turns more to face me. "The way she looks at you, the genuine happiness radiating off her when she catches your eye, the way she spoke about you..."
