misinterpreted; jg

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Olivia's POV

I've been awake for hours just thinking about everything. I couldn't sleep because of it. And quite frankly, it was annoying. My mind keeps going back to what my mother said about me. Practically calling me a whore. That hurt and I don't know if I could ever forgive her for saying that.

I felt sorry for Jack, he shouldn't have had to seen that. He must think my family is beyond fucked up. My mind trails back to the kiss we shared the previous night. I've never had a kiss that made me feel such a way, I couldn't describe it. It was such a good feeling. It made me forget all that has happened with Derek and Cameron. My entire body tingled and felt hot.

There's no doubt that I have feelings for Jack. I really hope he has feelings for me as well. I mean, he does right? You don't just kiss someone as passionate as that without feeling something. Olivia, shut the fuck up. If he wants me, he's gotta work for me. I'm not just gonna give in like any other girl he's been with.

My stomach drops a little at the thought of Jack being with so many girls. Maybe by making him prove to me that he wants me will subside the feelings I have about how many girls he's been with.

I move onto my side on Jack's bed. He offered to take the couch that's in his room tonight, while I sleep in his bed. I argued with him about it for a good 15 minutes, saying that I'll take the couch instead. Jack wasn't having it though. He literally pinned me on to his bed, tickling me until I gave in. I finally did though.

I sit up and look around the room. The moons bright enough tonight to shine through his curtains, illuminating the room. I look at Jack and see he's peacefully sleeping. I sigh and fall back onto the bed. I close my eyes once again and try to think about positive things. To my luck it works and I finally fall asleep.

-

A weeks gone by and I'm still staying at Jack's, I honestly couldn't thank him enough for all that he's done. It's now Friday and we're all sitting at the lunch table talking about different things.

I decide to tell them about what happened with my mom and how I've been staying at Jack's for a week. They just sit there and listen. Jack rests his hand on my thigh rubbing it comfortingly with his thumb. It eases my nerves a little.

Once I'm finished they all look at me with shock on their faces. "Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Mia asks.

I shrug, "I just wanted to see if my mom would contact me and apologize, so I could forget about it and move on. But that hasn't happened so"

"I'm sorry that's been happening Olivia, you can always stay with me as well" Nate says.

"No, she can continue to stay with me"  Jack says protectively. I roll my eyes and look at Nate with apologetic eyes. He smiles at me and I smile back.

"Hey Liv, isn't it your 18th birthday next week?" Johnson asks.

My eyes widen, "holy fuck, I forgot"

"You're older than me?" Jack asks, I nod in response.

"How does it feel dating an older woman Jack" Sammy laughs.

Jack rolls his eyes and laughs as well. I interject, "we aren't dating"

Jack looks down at me and I look up at his eyes, seeing hurt splashed all over them. I shrug feeling a little bad, "gotta work for it babe" I say getting up with my tray and go to the rubbish, and get rid of my trash.

I walk back over to the table and sit down. "Anyways, as I was saying. Couldn't you just get your own apartment?" Johnson suggests.

"Wait, yeah I can! Oh my God Johnson you're so smart. I have enough money saved up as well. I'll go apartment shopping this weekend." I say perking up at the idea.