He fell for me.

Chapter 4 - Will this be easy?

I rode with Oli and Matt followed behind us. As I was giving him directions I felt like I was going to have a anxiety attack. I started shaking and sweating really bad. Unfortunately, Oliver noticed and gave me a worried look. That's so embarrassing. I felt like smacking myself. Instead of making fun of me he said " It's okay, don't worry Matt and me will be there with you the entire time. Even if he is there he'll have to get through us first." He awkwardly put his hand on my shoulder. When he noticed what he was doing he quickly moved his hand away.
"Erm, sorry about that." He said.
"It's okay. It's not like you shot me or anything. You were just trying to make be feel better."I said. Well it did work I did calm down a bit. We drove up to the house and parked on the side of the road so no one would notice. Oli grabbed the bags and we went towards the back. Matt stood outside and stood watch, while Oli and me went inside.
My room was painted white and had posters and pictures everywhere. I grabbed one of the bags and said "I'll get all my clothes and you take off all my pictures and posters in one bag."
"Okay" He said.
"If you rip anything I will break every bone in your body." I said.
"I make no promises." He said laughing a little.
"Those pictures mean the world." I said.
"Fine." He said while rolling his eyes.
I folded my clothes and put them into the bag.
"Whose this?" He asked and pointed to a picture.
"That's my best friend. We meet way back elementary school. We talk to each other every now and then." I said.
I put more clothes into the bag. I stuffed my recording camera and charger into one of the bags. When I was finished two bags were filled with clothes. Then I started with all of the posters on the wall.
"Awe, look at baby Darcy." He said.
"Oh my god, just put the pictures in the bag." I said, taking the picture from his hands.
I was half way done with the room when he asked "Is this your mum?"
"Yeah, she died from cancer and she never told me because she didn't want me to worry. She wanted for me to stay focused on my education and that's it. We got in this huge argument because she didn't want be going out with my friends so I left anyway. I was with my friends when I got a call from the hospital saying that she died because that day was her last day. She even texted my saying that she loved me but I ignored and shoved my phone back into my pocket. I never got to tell her how much I loved her." I said. I didn't realize that I was crying until Oliver pulled my into a hug.
"I'm so sorry, I should have never even asked." He said.
"It's alright you were just curious." I said.
"Is that why your dad is abusive and drunk." He asked.
"Yeah." I said. I pushed back from him.
"Now let's hurry up before he gets back." I said.
We got done taking down pictures and posters in 20 minutes.
I ran over to my guitar and grabbed it.
"Why do you need that." He asked.
"I have my reasons." I said.
I went over to the window and handed the guitar over to Matt.
"I almost forgot. I have to do one more thing." I said.
"Fine, but hurry up we don't want to get caught." He said.
I ran over to my closet and grabbed my spray paint.
"Why the h.ell do you need that?" He asked.
"Oh will you shut up already." I said.
"I went over to the biggest wall and in big letters sprayed "F.UCK YOU A.sshole."
"That's why I needed the spray paint." I said.
"Oh." He said.
"Okay let's go." I said.
We went over to the window and put the bags out first. Oli got our before me and helped me get out. Oli had two bags and I had one.
The three bags went into Oliver's car and the guitar went into Matt's car. We all hurried up and got into the car before we could get caught.
"You okay?" He asked.
"Yeah I'm fine. I think." I said.
As we were leaving my dad's car was going into his driveway. The first person to get out of his car was this blonde b.itch and when I got out he was sober.
"What the h.ell." I said.
"It's okay he has nothing to do with you anymore. I promise that you will never see him again.
I didn't respond instead I brought my knees to my chest and started to cry. I really couldn't help it. He started rubbing circles on my back and I helped a little bit but I kept crying. I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep. I felt him pick me up and put me to bed. He was about to leave when I said "Please don't go." I didn't mean to say it. It was like I spoke before I could think about what I was saying. I didn't say he took his shoes of and quietly got in bed. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me toward him. I could feel his hot breath fanning my face. My pulse was faster then ever. Why am I like this I don't like him or do I? Yet here I was in bed with a guy I barley knew.

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