Deja Vu| Dabihawks Book

Author's Note

Since u wanted to know the story of the whole make out in the car @YeseniaAmalbert119

@YeseniaAmalbert119 basically me, him, and my brother danced in the rain with blaring music and ppl at the apartment complex cheered us on. it was just like in the movies. it felt like a fever dream. so when we got to the other side of the complex, I'll call him Oliver (that was his code name when I'm talking to my dad bc he doesn't know I was involved with him at all), Oliver told me, when my brother was far ahead, that he had really wanted to kiss me earlier. he basically confessed, and so did I. that same night, he drove my friend, his ex (she was totally cool with it) back to her place and then when we got back, he kissed me in the car. he had grabbed my chin and leaned in. it was my first kiss and it couldn't have been better. we decided to drive to race track to get him and my brother an energy drink (I don't drink them often cuz I have tourretes syndrome (I spelled it wrong and I know it. its 5:25 am chill). we kissed multiple times on the way and when we got back, I told my mom bc she's rlly chill and she was rlly happy for me. the three of us had a talk, partially about being safe SOCIALLY bc my dad CANNOT KNOW! We then went down to his car, kissed on between cars on the way. and then we made out in the back seat. when I went back to my dad's house, an hour away, we kept texting and calling. I even planned to visit my bestie at the mall and when dad went across the mall, my bestie stayed at the food court and I went to Dillard's with Oliver. we made out in the fitting rooms. almost a week later, my brother texted me to tell me how he was flirting with his ex and he was gonna beat his ass. if u don't know, which u don't, my brother is 17, and legally an adult bc he's going to the army. he I'd very muscular, so I knew Oliver didn't stand a chance. I told my brother that we weren't dating, and we were JUST making out. it hurt either way. Oliver called me on FT later and broke it off. he told me that he regretted everything and that he shouldn't have kissed me. he said I should go for someone at my school so I can see then every day. and then we stopped talking, aside from sending snaps for the snap streak. about like 2 weeks later, I was at my moms house when the fnaf movie came out, my brother came back with his friends, which happened to be Oliver since they kinda made up. when Oliver drove the other friend home, my brother went to his room, high. I was on the couch bc that's where I sleep at my moms. Oliver asked me if I still liked him and how everything was going with my crush at school. I said, kinda, and everything's going great, I'm planning to confess soon (REJECTED) he sat across from me on the couch and had me turn the lights off. (previously stated that he only likes to kiss in the dark.) I felt uncomfortable but am horrible at rejection. he kept hinting at wanting to make out but I didn't want to. I made it obvious, trying to use my phone the whole time. he kept setting it down and saying no. eventually he DRAGGED HIS FUCKING FINGER ACROSS MY LIP LIKE FUCK OFF!!! eventually, since I was against the arm of the couch, he walked behind me, next to the couch, leaned and I moved me head, verbally rejected him, he tried again, I moved my head, verbally rejected him AGAIN! he went to my side and tries faster. I had to TURN my head, said to stop. he tried AGAIN! I had to physically block my mouth which hit him in the chin. that's how close he was. he eventually left before my brother found out and beat his ass. welp, he blocked me and told everyone I was lying. he got harassed at school and my brother started looking for a group of ppl to jump him. his whole school hates him now. and so do I. the thought of him grosses me out. the only thing I like about the memory was the dance in the rain and the first kiss in the car, and between the cars. might use that for a book some time.

Also, if u couldn't guess, my brother and I are really close. Oliver DEFINITELY regretted everything after dealing with him