Falling In Love With My Identical

Chapter Five: Truth or Dare?

Tracy

Oliver is looking at me and his glossy eyes that remind me of the forest are concentrated on mine. Without breaking eye contact he slowly leans in and stops inches from my face silently asking my permission.

"Wha- What are you doing?" I mumble flustered and shocked. "Let me kiss you," he says calmly with his breath tickling my face, but I hear his deep gasp. His lips tantalize me for they look so lubricious and roseate. "But you have a girlfriend," I reply, my voice shy and barely a whisper, and my face flushing. He steps back slightly and looks around the small crack we're in. "I don't see her here. Do you?"

I shake my head before realizing and he wraps his digits around my wrist pulling me closer to him. "I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to," he says, and I peer up from the ground I was staring at. "I know what it's like to have your relationship ruined because of something like this. I wouldn't want that for anyone," I murmur feeling a bit more relaxed.

He takes my words in and an emotion flashes across his face. Gently he releases my hand and tames the dark curls on his forehead by pushing them sideways. "You're right. I don't know what I was thinking," he murmurs taking a step back, suddenly seeming abstracted.

There it is again. That feeling of loss in my chest. I don't want to share him but how will I ever resist him. "We can be friends," I suggest eagerly. He appears to consider it, like it was never a thought to him. "Sure," he says finally with a small smile that exposes his immaculate teeth.

My eyes trail down his body and I notice the way his thin white tee clings to his damp torso delineating his toned abdomen. Oliver is awkwardly fiddling with the drawstrings of his pants causing his shirt to somewhat ride up his stomach. His tennis short is a little above his knee and hang on his hips, exposing his plaid boxers.

My breathing starts to short, and I turn and walk out of the gap. "Are you ok?" Oliver asks following me. "Yeah, I'm just a little claustrophobic." I tell him. "I have some water if you want," "I have to go back to class," I say, now remembering myself. "Skip it. You have Birkenhead anyways. You could stay with me and test this friend thing out." he says.

"How do you know I have Birkenhead?" I ask smirking at him. He seems embarrassed for second but brushes it off with a chuckle. "I have sources." He replies and I roll my eyes playfully at his platitude.

"I should really go though. I don't want an interrogation from my friends when I get back." I say starting to walk back to the gym entrance. Oliver strides in front of me, blocking me from walking and when I step I aside, he mimics me ever so childishly. "I'll let you go but you have to promise not to tell anyone about this," he says with a smile but his tone serious. I nod and he shakes his head in dissatisfaction. "I won't tell anyone," I say laughing. "And one more thing. You have to text me tonight," he smirks, and I push past him.

I turn back slightly, and he has a fake shocked expression on his visage. "Bye Oliver," I say giggling and he winks. I don't return the wink because he will either think I'm fluttering or rolling my eyes at him. I just stroll back into the gym.

Oliver Lopez

"Where the hell is Buzz?" I grumble looking around the desolate tennis court as I serve the ball against a wall. After a couple more minutes pass I decide to go back to class since I didn't come here to play squash. I grab my racket case and head to homeroom.

My class is near the washroom so before entering I go shake hands with an old friend and change back into my uniform. There is a paucity of people in there, including my group of friends crowded at the back, and someone's speaker is playing music. Aloha is sitting on my combination top and I slide in and pull her onto my lap since there is no supervisory teacher. "Hi," she says looking back at me gleaming. "Hey babe," I reply grinning and lightly kiss her at the apex of her neck just below her jaw line, adding to the public display of affection.