Immortal love...can always be ruined (On Hold)

Chapter 21- A New Change

Kayla’s POV

I rolled over in my bed to smash into a something hard; I opened my eyes and saw a smirking Oliver. I groaned and turned around so I didn’t have to face him, but he didn’t take that gently. He hovered over me, until collapsing on me rolling off me to the side I was facing.

“Ow! What the hell!” I yelled at him, he smirked before capturing me in his arms.

“Not this again, really?” I said to him as I tried to squirm out of his tight grip, he smirked but let go off me, which was a surprise.

“I’m going out today, are you going to come with me?” He asked me, changing the subject, I though about it for a second…maybe I need to get out of this hellhole for a while.

“Sure, anything than staying here” Oliver chuckled at me, rolling out of my bed; I did the same as I walked to him…but, wait I didn’t have anything to wear.

“I don’t have any clothes,” I told him, as he was about to walk out of my room; he turned and looked at me.

“There are clothes in the dresser” casually, Oliver said as he leaned up against my door. I walked over to the dresser, and opened it up and found T-shirts. I turned to look for Oliver but I couldn’t find him; the next thing I know muscular arms were reaching around me to pull out one of my draws. He grabbed out a little black pleated dress, I turned around to face him looking at him disgusted.

“Are you serious?” I screeched at him, he chuckled bringing me closer to his chest.

“You’ll look hot in it, plus we are going out so I want you to look nice” He shrugged letting go of my waist, I let out a long sigh as I grabbed the dress out of his hands.

“Now, get out so I can change!” I yelled at him, he huffed out a breath and walked casually out of my room.I stuffed the dress back in the dresser and grabbed out a pair of black skinny jeans, a white T-shit that was baggy on me. I found a closet in the corner of the room and made my way over to it and found so many shoes…aahh! I picked out a black pair of high-heels; I quickly slipped them on at the same time Oliver walked in my room.

“What the hell! What if I was getting changed?” He chuckled as I crossed my arms over my chest, he flashed before me and grabbed me around the waist.

"I though you were going to wear that little dress" He asked me, looking me up and down. I rolled my eyes at him pushing him away from me, i looked down at what i was wearing and though i looked fine.

"Well I'm not with your lurking eyes" Her shurggded and quickly came and spun me around gently, I giggled as he placed my feet back on the ground…did I just giggle, shit! What is going on with me?

“Now that your happy” He said smirking at me. “You ready to go?” He asked me, I nodded not bothering to speak words to him. His moods swings were annoying the crap out of me. He grabbed my hand sweetly as we walked out of my room and out the front door, he opened the car door for me but I stopped short of the door as I caught a glimpse of my mother. She was in the kitchen and was washing up- I assumed. She looked up at me startled as if she recognized me but it then turned into confusion, I held in the tears that had sprung to my eyes and quickly hoped in the car. Oliver quickly hopped into the driver’s side and looked at me, I stared at him as I held in the tears that were on the bridge of my eyes.

“You okay?” Oliver asked me, I nodded weakly looking away from him. What surprised me was when Oliver grabbed my hand, gently giving it a comforting squeeze. I looked up, shocked as he kissed my knuckles.

“How about I shout you some ice-cream?” Oliver asked me happily, I smiled meekly at him but nodded anyway. Why was he being so nice all of a sudden? But I guess I don’t care, if I get free ice cream.