Oliver's P.O.V
"OLIVER OLIVER OLIVER OLIVER!" The blue haired fifteen year old poked my arm over and over again, screaming at me.
"What? What do you want? What what?" I rolled my eyes at them, and they smirked at me. they is Macy connors, my weird Pansexual friend. they was actually my next door neighbor, and I had to babysit them when we were kids. Now we're kinda best friends. Even though I'm in college and and am almost twenty. Ok, I have two months till I'm twenty, but still.
"Jeez, I just wanted to tell you that your water is boiling." they pointed at a pot of noodles on the stove
"SHIT!"
"LANGUAGE!" they snapped at me.
"Shut up." I snapped right back at them. Then, my phone rang. I picked it up and answered.
"Oliver, oliver hey, It's me!" my brothers voice came through the phone
"What do you want drew?"
"Ok, there's a sick ass party tonight, ok? And you have the honor of being my guest! so, what do ya say?" Drew was screaming, and it hurt my head.
"Do I have a choice?"
"No, no you do not." of course I don't. Shouldn't of even asked.
"Then I guess I'm going" I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Cool, I'll get you at 7:30."
"Whatever." I hung up and rolled my eyes.
"You're gonna have a hangover tomorrow, aren't you?" Macy arched an eyebrow as they reached for their phone to call their mother.
"Yup." I rolled my eyes again.
(Time skip to the party)
(A/N, by the way, all of this is just shit that I'm making up for the prologue. So, if it sucks, that's because it's just flimsy pretext for the actually good thing)
"This is dumb, this is dumb, this dumb, and I am droonk." I sang to myself and took another gulp of vodka.
"HEY GUYS WE GOTTA GO TO A BAR!" one of the guys yells. And then... the rest of the night was kind of a blur. I remember we somehow got to a bar, got even more drunk, and then... I don't know what happened. Everything went dark. And then... I woke up the next morning with the worst hangover of my life. I felt the bed shift and then I realized... I wasn't alone in the bed. I turned and saw a dark skinned guy facing away from me. He had black hair with a few thin strands of grey. I looked under my blanket and saw that he and I were both... NAKED! HOLY SHIT DID THIS GUY AND I FUCK!?
To be continued
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the older man
Romanceok, so I know what your thinking, and know, this is not some highschool kid dating a full grown ass man. the main characters ages at the beginning are 19 (turning 20 in 2 months) and he's in college. the other one turned 26 in april, and in this i...
