~SleepWalking~

Part 2.

1st period was absolutely the WORST. I already had a falling out with my "best friend", but Oli was also in World Geography with me. It was like he wanted me to feel uncomfortable because of the way he kept glancing at me, and burning holes through my head. It got to a point where I had to excuse myself to the restroom, and stay there the whole period, texting Brea in the process asking for advice on what to do in this situation. When the lunch bell finally rang, I got out of the stalls, and looked at myself in the mirror . My hair looked tangled and matted in the messy bun I had it in, my eyes were still tinted red from the incident earlier, and my cheeks were puffy and ruddy with splotches all over them. Death. I totally looked liked death. Washing my face with some cool water, I texting Brea to meet me here, when I heard the door open. "Awwe baby you look like shit" exclaimed my thoughtful best friend . Should I smack her, or nah? Pressing my lips in a straight line , I snarled back "Thanks for the compliment!" I already knew I looked like shit, and I had to face Oli like this. Brea smiled sheepishly, "well you'd rather here the truth from me, than those bitches in our school." True. Walking out into the hallway and to the lunchroom, Brea and I sat at our table. Yeah our table. This school was your typical Jocks and Cheerleaders shit you see in movies , and read in those stupid Fanfictions about how everyone has their own clique. Brea and I just happened to have our own that consisted of us two. We figured out a long time ago that we didn't need anyone else except each other. "Okay so One Directions new album Four came out , and my favorite song from it is Steal My Girl! I mean do you SEE Harry? Hes like SOO H-" My thoughts completely shut off as my senses went on a stand still. I was so ammuned to him that I knew when he was in my presence . My Eyes lifted from the menu , to find his eyes staring right back as if he was staring into my soul. Oli. Hurrying my pace, I quickly grabbed this garbage of food and sped walked to our table. "Zoe, ZOEI! Are you even listining to me?" Spoke Brea very loudly . What is it with people and them yelling out my name today? "YES I HEAR YOU! GOD YOU TALK ABOUT ONE DIRECTION EVERY DAY!" I yelled. She looked bewildered. "Gosh fine!" We ate our food in silence for the rest of lunch. That's what I adored about Brea, she was so understanding, and knew when I needed my space, also never getting hurt by it because she knew me and my ways. Not as much as Oli, but she knew.

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As the last period bell rang for the day, I rushed to my locker and out to my car. This couldn't have gotten any worse than it did. During lunch I had to watch Oli as he sat and flirted with this whore Nicole , who wanted nothing but his popularity. He kept making eye contact with me as he talked with her as if he knew that it was affecting me. Walking to my car, I felt that feeling again. That feeling I get when he's near me, and right when I was about to open my door, it was slammed shut , barely missing my finger by an inch. I was fucking furious. Whipping around , I pushed Oli back and shouted "WHAT THE HELL OLIVER, THAT WAS ALMOST MY FUCKING FINGER YOU TWAT!" he looked stunned for a minute from my outburst , but quickly recovered and spoke "Zoei, I'm so sorry about this morning, please forgive me, I'll make it up to you." His eyes were glazed over, and I couldn't really read them. Part of me wanted to forgive him, but the other half wanted to see him beg for my forgiveness. I went with the other half. "Oliver I'm so sick of this bullshit that you're feeding me! You KNOW you would never talk to me like that, and I want answers to who were those pot head guys your were slumming around!" Suddenly his mood changed quickly from hurt to upset in a minute. "Here you are again acting like my mom , bossing me around and asking pesky questions like an arrogant bitch! Your not the only friend I have, and they are NOT pot heads, they understand me and want to help me! I guess I'm a pot head to since I hang with them huh?" I was completely flabbergasted. If I felt hurt earlier, I definitely felt like dog shit now. My voice failed me as I whispered "Help you? I can help you! I've BEEN helping you ever since your dad left and your moms been acting different! How DARE you say that they are helping you when they don't know HALF THE SHIT THAT I KNOW?" I've had enough, I turned around to open my car door again and to escape, when it was slammed shut a second time. That's it, my blood was officially boiling in my veins. "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING M-"I was cut short as I was pushed up against my car. My entire body froze as Oli squeezed my wrist and pressed his body against mine. "Zoei please listen to me , don't go!" Our faces were centimeters apart, and I could literally feel his breathe on my slightly dry lips. "I need you, please I'm sorry." I couldn't think , breathe or feel. He said he needed me. I don't know if it was what I thought it meant , or if it was just for friendly support, but I looked into his eyes , and then to his lips. My eyes lingered there a little longer than nesccesary , and as I looked up again, I felt dread wash over me.Oli was backing away with confusion all over his beautiful face. No. I thought NO this can't be happening. "I'm so-sorry, I have to go." This time I jumped in my car and sped towards home, and as I looked back, I saw an emotion on Olivers Face that I couldn't decipher.