35. More Drama

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Oscar's POV:

"Dude I think this time you might be wrong about her."Olly says hanging up the phone. "Would you just drive? There is her friend Sophie! She'll know where Klara lives!" I scream at him furious. Only because I don't want to believe how right Olly might be.

Kara's POV:

I made up my mind.

I will do it!
Let's go. I tell myself looking at my reflection. Then I brush over my face one last time and leave the bathroom.

Peter sits on my bed. His phone in his hand. "Hey babe! You know I really want to do this. But my mom apparently bought a cat and I have to go and get rid of it... " what? "So you'd rather go and kill a cat than sleep with me? Well that's tempting..." I say sarcastic. "Not kill it. I gotta take it back. My mom is allergic to cats..." He says hives me a kiss on the head and how's to the door. "Oh and this guy is throwing a party because his friends are in town of something. We should go. I'll text you the address and meet you there. OK? Bye!" Then he's gone leaving me speechless. But I'm kinda relieved. Cause now I certainly won't sleep with him anymore. What I do is dump myself onto my bed and covering my face in the pillows. Then I scream. I scream out all the anger that has build up inside of me during the day. Oscar coming to win me back was a little much for a day and also I have eaten more than I have the entire last week in one day and now my stomach hurts. Or is that the feeling of saturation? It is.. So I scream again. And then I smile. Oscar has gotten me to eat. He brought back my appetite and that's awesome. Suddenly I hear the doorbell. That must be the Swedish guys coming for me. I wont answer. Or should I? Maybe I at least should make Oscar think I slept with Peter? Sounds like a plan. So I put my phone into my docking station, turn on 1D's 'made in the A.M.' and turn up the volume. Then I look at the text I just received from Peter. The party starts in two hours so I decide to start dressing up for it. As you know getting ready for something while listening to music is my favorite activity. But when I look out the window I see Olly's car. Or actually it seems to be a rented car and Olly just sits inside of it. In front of it leans Oscars. His arms are crossed over his chest and he looks right at me. I suppose he also saw me walking half-naked through the room. Now he should think I'm not just playing him. I can see his broken smile all the way from up here. He now stands straight again and throws me a hurting glare. Then he gets into the car and they drive away.

***

Its party time. And that means Klerii is in her best mood. I mean even though I'm still a virgin, I still party like there's not tomorrow. Well maybe not like there's no tomorrow because that would be stupid. But I should have some fun for once right? So I called Natasha, Ellie and Sophie to pick me up so we could go together. Also because I was planing on breaking up with Peter... I am looking forward to a Oscar-free evening and my mood couldn't be better.

Half an hour later:

I'm not sure how much I drunk at this point already. I think someone has conspired against me to fill me up. I've never been this drunk this fast. Well I have once but that was to the point where I even puked and over a way longer period of time.

One hour later

I play drinking games. A lot of them. I even tried that one thing where you just pour beer into your mouth until you choke. Everybody seems to have fun watching me drink and I have reached the state where I start to hallucinate. I think I saw Lou inside the crowd but it can't be.. Right? Anyways. I'm having fun. A lot actually. They're playing pretty good music and I'm dancing my soul out of my body. (Its a German expression).
Suddenly, I'm currently having a break from all the partying, I catch a glimpse of some golden hair strain. Was that...? Oh no! You've probably already guessed who... Its Oscar. He doesn't seem to have recognized me yet. He is as a matter of fact, dancing. And it looks good! I mean I have seen him dance before.. But I'm still impressed. Or maybe its just the alcohol making me like everything I see. Which stops in the moment the crowd moves so I can see Oscar fully. Apparently he isn't dancing alone. I fact: there is a girl with him. A pretty girl. I mean it wouldn't bother me very much if she was ugly... But she's pretty. Reeally pretty! And you know what's the worst part of this whole situation? Not only are they dancing with their arms wrapped around each other, NO! Their lips somehow seem to have a problem. Because they're STUCK  on one another!!! I mean not like glued together or anything. Oscar is literally SUCKING on Missy's face! I mean seriously? I there anything wrong with her lips? Or is he just sucking out the botox? WHO DOES THAT?? well I have to admit... It might be partly my fault.. Considering I'm the one who drove Oscar away on the first place. I might have broken his heart a little bit? Erm... Well... Sorry? OK no that won't fix anything... Maybe I should just go over there and... And do what? Yeah Klara. Great job. Now you've lost him forever. Those are the first thoughts running through my head before it hits me. Oscar is kissing another girl! If this isn't anything new.. What actually causes the confusing feelings inside my chest, is that its after Oscar has told me he loves me and broke up with Alicia AND came to Germany to be with me. It doesn't matter that I'm the o e who's fault this probably is. It doesn't matter that I'm drunk or that he might be as well. All that matters is my heart that has just broken in a lot of pieces. What also matters is that I'm enormously disappointed in Oscar. I'm not sure if I can overcome my hurt feelings anytime soon. But I decide to talk to him anyway. And so I slowly move in his direction.

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So guys! I really hope this is OK for you guys. I really tried to find inspiration and I think I might have gotten a pretty good idea what happens now. Most of you guys asked for drama and drama you shall get! ❤❤

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