Stella | Oliver
*I n c o m i n g C a l l*
*Baby*
"Hey,"
"Hi, what's up?"
"Uhh...nothing much, how have you been, hotness?"
"I'm okay...the music is really loud, Oliver."
"I'm sorry, give me a second."
"................."
"Hello, is it better?"
"You didn't have to do that."
"Do what?"
"Get out of there,"
"But I wanted to,"
"Okay."
"Stella, is everything okay?"
"I don't know..."
"Is it because of that girl...I swear I didn't know we kinda exchanged phones!"
"No I get it, she told me that."
"Oh. Then?"
"Nothing, you should enjoy yourself."
"I'm enjoying,"
"Oh."
"Stella what's wrong?"
"Nothing, enjoy your night with the girls Oliver, maybe they'll be better...and give you what you've wanted from me for-"
"Ella, what the fuck are you on about!?"
"I'm not your whore!"
"What?!"
"I'm not your fucking whore, Olive or another woman tainted by you!"
"Where is this even coming from?"
"I met her. Bianca."
"Who's that?"
"The girl you screwed last week."
"That's not even possible..."
"Why? were there more-"
"No...babe it's not-"
"You know what! I should've known better!"
"Stella, shut the fuck up and listen to me."
"What?!"
"I haven't fucking screwed anyone since I've met you."
"Really now?"
"Yes, really. Ask Caleb, I know my reputation isn't that great and you've no right to believe me but you can ask Caleb or Judaline and I promise I won't say anything to them,"
"Why?"
"What?"
"Why haven't you screwed anyone?"
"I just...I tried...it didn't happen..."
"What you're erectile dysfunctional now?"
"You and I both know that's not the case. We met up at the cafe, remember?"
"And we didn't have sex, remember?"
"Doesn't mean we didn't give each other pleasure, babe."
"God stop."
"Did you like it?"
"Wh-what?
"Did you like it?"
"...Yes."
"Good, because I'd do it anyday with you in a heartbeat."
"Oliver..."
"Look Ella, you and I both know this wasn't just a one night stand."
"............."
"Say something."
"I don't know what to say."
"Then I've nothing to say either."
"What?"
"Bye Ella."
"Olive-"
*BEEP BEEP*
"Shit."
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Talk Juicy To Me
Short StoryWhen Oliver Thomas calls his best friend to tell him about the best lay of his life, he doesn't expect a girl to answer it. Much less the girl who was the best lay of his life. "Hel-" "Holy shit. Where the hell were you dude? I've been trying to c...