Opposites Attract My Ass

Veintidos! (22)

Holden moved in for another kiss, but I pulled away and hid my face.

“Maybe we should get back to what you had planned,” I said, walking in the direction of the Burger King bags.

Holden grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him, kissing me once more. He pulled away quickly and said, “I’ve been planning this for a while, Ollie.”

I pulled away from him and continued walking down the hill. I could hear Holden yelling after me.

“What’s the point of letting me ask you on a date if you won’t treat it like one?”

I whipped around and marched back up to him.

Poking him in the chest, I said, “Because your job is to make me like you, not kiss me every time you feel like it.”

“But you said that if it helps to make you like me, then I should do it!”

“But I didn’t want to like it!”

We were both breathing hard, and Holden was turning red from both the cold and anger. My own face felt like it was on fire.

“Isn’t that what I was supposed to do, though, Ollie? Make you like it? My main goal is to make you like me and if you object the entire way, how am I supposed to do that?”

“It’s supposed to be a challenge, Holden. It’s not supposed to be easy.”

“Then don’t make it easy, but don’t pretend you didn’t like that kiss.”

I folded my arms and turned away. “I’ll do whatever I want,” I mumbled.

“Sure thing, Bubblebutt.”

I turned back to Holden and pushed him lightly. “Get back to romancing, Holden.”

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“Oh, come on!”

My locker wouldn’t open after the fifth try. I checked the locker number to make sure it was my own and then tried it again. On the sixth try, I got it open.

“Yes!”

“Ollie!”

Tori ran down the hallway and closed my locker shut. My mouth opened in disbelief.

“Really, Tori? Are you aware of how long it took me to open my locker? Six tries!”

Tori shrugged. “Yeah, well I have to speak to you.”

I attempted to open my locker again and groaned when it didn’t open. I hit the locker with a fist and leaned against it.

“About what?”

Tori gasped. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You know that you have something to tell me.”

“Well actually, you said that you needed to speak to me.”

“And I am. Now tell me about your date with Holden.”

“We went to a waterfall, we kissed and went home. That’s it.”

Tori squealed and skipped around the hallway. “I knew you two were in love!”

“One date isn’t going to make me fall in love, Tori,” I said.

My eyes were covered and a voice whispered in my ear. “Then how about we go on a second date?”

I pulled away and turned around to see Holden smiling, holding a bushel of carrots. After giving him a quizzical look, he responded, “You said you didn’t like flowers.”

I rolled my eyes and took them. “You aren’t very cute when copying the storyline for No Strings Attached.”

“But you admit there is some cuteness I possess,” Holden said, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Yeah, okay.”

The bell signaling when you had five minutes left rang, and Holden kissed me, holding my face. When he pulled away, he pinched my cheek.

“Try not to turn too red,” he said, walking away to first period. “I have things to do, but I’ll see you later, Ollie!”

Tori came up to me and stared at me for a minute before breaking out into a smile.

“You two are going to get married.” She opened my locker and then pranced down the hallway.

“See you second, Rolie Polie Olie!”

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So that took about two months to get out. OVER two months, actually. I’m sorry it took so long, but wasn’t that worth the wait? (Not really.)

I can’t promise that it won’t take another two months to get another chapter out, but I’ll try to have it out before then.

Thank you to all who haven’t unfanned me and to those who continue to read my stories. You guys deserve cookies. You won’t get them, at least not from me, but you deserve them. So if you have cookies, give yourself one. Because I told you to.

Thank you to everyone who put their story in their library, or reading list as it’s called now, and to those voting. You guys. Are. Awesome.

Until next time, dinos!