OLIVER P.O.V
"FINE THEN. IF YOU'RE NOT HAPPY WITH WHAT I AM, THEN I WILL GLADLY FUCK OFF OUT OF YOUR LIFE!" I yell at my step dad as I grab my already packed bags and slam the door as I get out of the house.
I immediately call my best friend, Xoe. After a few rings, it sends me straight to voicemail. That bitch, I think to myself. I send her a text message instead.
***O = Oliver + X = Xoe***
O: xoe you cunt where are you ????
X: @ the gas station b whatchu want
*picture attached*
O: UR SO CUHYEWTTTT but I was tryna see if I could stay at your place for a while, the whore is acting up again over me and I gotta blastttt
X: of course oli !!!! meet me @ ur corner i'll be there in 5 <3
O: kk thanks b ily <3
I shut off my phone and walk my ass over to "my corner." Xoe calls it my corner because i used to say, "if all else fails, imma be a prostitute on that corner." Fun times.
A few minutes go by and I see Xoe's car pulling up around the corner. "Get in, faggot." She says with a smile. I happily obliged.
I put on my seat belt and I asked Xoe if I could put on some music and she nodded, her eyes focused on the road. I take out my phone and connect the aux cord. I press play to my shitty ass playlist and I just listen to my shit music as I see how the city of angels lights up at night.
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I know I know this is shit and really short but I thought I should just stop it there
I hope I actually continue this story bc I have so much I wanna write in it but idk I'll just wait and see
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