Edge in the Boy

//6\\

Olympia

I woke up in my own bed, in the red dress I wore during Zacky's party. Wait, did I have another dream? I grabbed my phone, checking the date.

December 26th.

So it was a dream. Zacky didn't apologize and he ask me out on a date. He probably just took me to my room and left me all alone. As I got up and searched the house, I was proven right. I knew I couldn't trust him.

Sighing, I quickly changed into a fresh outfit and made myself some breakfast. As I sat down, the door opened.

"Hey Ollie, just wanted to make sure you were alright. You looked pretty upset last night," Matt said, walking in.

I smiled. "Yeah, I'm okay. Did Zacky tell you the story?"

"He told me a story," he replied nervously.

I narrowed my eyes. "What story exactly?"

"Well, he said you ran and threw yourself on him. When he noticed how drunk you were, he put you in bed and went back to the party," he explained.

"That's not at all what happened. I wasn't even drunk. I had one glass of wine but that's it. And I didn't throw myself on him. Some guy took me into a room and tried having sex with me. I ran out, running right into Zacky. He asked me what happened and comforted me after I told him. I guess I must've fallen asleep on his shoulder, because when I woke up I was in my bed." My blood was boiling. How dare he care for me one night and then lie about it.

Matt hugged me. "Ollie, I'm so sorry. None of us believe him, but he was so adamant that it happened. I just don't get what's wrong with him. He doesn't even deserve to be in that scrapbook you made us," he whispered, playing with my hair.

I shrugged. "Part of me kinda hoped that if he saw pictures of us happy together, he'd finally come to his senses. But the rest of me knew it wasn't going to happen. It was worth a shot, though."

Matt said nothing as he brought one hand up to stroke my cheek with his thumb soothingly. His touch always seemed to calm me down. No matter what I had going on, Matt was always my rock.

He finally spoke up, shattering the comfortable silence. "You know I love you, right? And the guys do, too."

I smiled to myself, nodding slightly. "Yeah, I do. And I love you, too. All of you"

He kissed the top of my head before letting go; too quickly, if you ask me.

I gestured toward the stove where I had extra eggs in a pan. "Breakfast?"

Matt smiled and nodded. "Sure, why not?"

I grabbed another plate, pilling the food onto it. We talked and joked as we ate, just like when we were teenagers. It felt good to know someone loved and cared for me just as much as I did them.

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"Hangover?"

Jimmy nodded, screwing his eyes shut at the searing pain of his action. "Yeah."

I chuckled, grabbing a bottle of water and tossing it to him. "Here, let me grab the aspirin real quick." I grabbed the bottle and tossed that to him as well.

"Thanks, Ollie," he said, quickly downing three of them.

I smiled in response, sitting down next to Brian, who threw his arms around me. I squealed as he pulled me back into him, earning an eye roll from Zacky. I kept my smile on, however.

Zacky opened his mouth to say some remark, but Matt smacked his leg, a look of warming on his face. Zacky quickly shut his mouth, looking away.

"So, New Years is coming real soon, are you and Matt gonna have your first kiss then?" Brian snorted.

I smacked his chest. "No, we are not. We're just best friends."

"Mm," he hummed, disbelieving.

Matt spoke up. "Yeah, seriously. We're just friends. Besides, I met this girl named Valary and I'm really starting to like her."

I sat up. "Oh! Tell me all about it!"

May chuckled, fumbling with his hands as he spoke. "Well, shes super pretty. Tall, blonde, gorgeous. And her personality, oh my god guys. She's so funny and smart. Did I mention she's really pretty?"

I giggled at how whipped Matt was. "Yes, you did."

"He's whipped," Johnny said, smirking.

Matt rolled his eyes. "Am not. I just really like her."

"Yeah, that's what they all say, dude," Jimmy said through a laugh.

I patted Brian's knee before standing up and walking into the kitchen. "What do you guys want for lunch?"

"Burgers!" Johnny shrieked.

I laughed as I grabbed some hamburger meat from the fridge. Once they were finally weighed and shaped, someone walked in.

"We really have to eat your cooking?" Zacky said, throwing extra annoyance on 'your'.

I groaned. "If you don't want it so bad, cook it yourself."

He eyed me and the outstretched spatula. "Uh, no thanks."

"Exactly. So shut the fuck up please," I requested.

Zacky looked slightly shocked, but recovered.

"I know what you told the guys about what happened last night," I said suddenly. "Why would you even lie about something like that? Do you remember what happened? Or were you the drunk one?"

He stood still. "Ollie, I didn't want them to think I all of a sudden went soft because you were being a crybaby."

"I was almost raped and you're thinking about yourself here?! What the hell is your problem?! Are you seriously that fucked up in the brain?! I literally cannot believe you! I knew you were low, but I didn't think you were this low. You did something nice to me for once and you can't even own up to it?! Like who does that?! Obviously only lowlife fuckers like you!" By the end of my rant, I was screaming at him, spatula touching his chest. Matt was behind me immediately, pulling me back by the waist into his chest.

"Woah, baby. Calm down, just calm down, alright?" He whispered, soothing me instantly.

The guys ran in as well, curious as to what was happening.

"I'm the lowlife? I'm not the one fucking my friends every night. Because unlike you, people genuinely like me without any form of bribery. I'm not the one who can't take care of their own fucking self!" Zacky shouted.

My blood boiled. "Excuse you? I can take care of myself! And you really have the audacity to accuse me of fucking them? Any of them? Who do you think you are?! If you're so high mighty, you can go be high and mighty somewhere else. Just get out of my fucking house! Please."

I hadn't even realized I had begun crying. Zacky's eyes flashed an emotion Ive never seen before he turned on his heel and quickly walked out. Matt hugged me close to his chest, comforting me.

"So, no burgers?" Johnny asked.

Brian smacked the back of his head, shaking his own. He jerked his chin in the direction of the door, telling the guys to leave.

"I don't know why he's just so horrible to me. I don't see what I did wrong. Matt, I like him. I really like him, and this is just tearing me to pieces," I sobbed, fisting his shirt.

He rubbed small circles on my back, rocking up back and forth. "I know, baby girl, I know. I wish I could knock some sense into Zacky, but I can't. I wish he'd quit his act already. You don't deserve any of this."

I said nothing, just taking in his touch. He would occasionally whisper sweet nothings to me, in attempt to make me feel better.