Chapter 18

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A/N: Happy Thanksgiving guys! It's 2:00 PM and I just woke up :P Oh btw Kellin's mom is an original character because I felt like making one. She's not that important in this book, but she will be a more reoccurring character in the sequel.

SATURDAY

One thing I can't forget about involving my conversation with Vic is his suggestion that maybe Oliver doesn't want to commit to me because then he'd have to be loyal.

I know the chances of that assumption being true are slim, but I can't get the thought out of my head, so I've decided to face it head on.

By confronting him, of course.

Oliver arrives at my house at two pm. My mother is at work.

So we're alone.

He knocks on the door and I open it. I pull him in, and the first thing I do once the door is shut, is kiss him.

I wrap my arms around his neck and let him back me up against the door.

His hands slide under my sweater to rest on my sides, and I flinch away at the coldness of his hands.

I pull away from our kiss. "Cold!" I exclaim. "What have you been doing? Shoving your hands in snow?"

Oliver laughs and pulls me back into his arms. "No. But I don't have gloves so."

"I'll warm you up." I murmur. I lift his hand up, and place kisses on each of his fingertips.

He smiles at me adoringly. "I missed you."

"You saw me yesterday."

"I always miss you." He tells me, arms wrapping around my waist.

I lay my head on his shoulder and breathe in the scent of his musky cologne.

"You're sweet." I tell him.

He dips his head down, nuzzles his face into my neck. "For you. Always you."

I smile, and relax in his arms.

I love this. This is my favorite thing in the world. The second is cuddling. I love this, being in his arms.

He's like this a lot now. He's still his teasing, cocky self, but he has a lot of these moments where he just holds me, tells me I am his world.

"You smell good." I say.

He grins into my neck. "I try."

I stay like that for a while, content in his grasp, our breaths aligning.

Suddenly I remember the reason I invited him over here in the first place. I can't help but get lost when I'm in his presence. The truth is that I am a lovesick fool.

"Oliver." I say.

"Hmm?" He asks.

"Why haven't you asked me out yet?" I blurt out.

There's no point in dancing around this. It's just a question, and I need an answer.

He pauses. "What do you mean?"

"You....Well you never asked me to be your boyfriend. Do you... not want me?" I can't help the trace of vulnerability that slips into my words.

Oliver pulls away to look me in the eyes. "Of course I want you. I always want you."

"Then...then why haven't you?"

Oliver laughs, and reaches for my hand. "Honestly, I thought we were already dating."

I let out a sigh of relief. Vic was right. I was being stupid. But it's not like I can help it. I can't help but doubt everything.

"You- we are?" I ask, surprised.

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