It's been a few days and I've been trying to find a good time to talk to Oliver but the opportunity only just opened up. He's getting ready to go somewhere. I can tag along and on the way we can talk.
He's been sleeping or gone so it now or never. "Can I come?" I say almost falling as I put on my shoes. He looks at me annoyed. He starts leaving without telling me I can come so I huff and follow him. He glares at me but I ignore it and follow closely.
"Shut up!" I yell but we both ignore it thankfully. He goes into the elevator and I hesitate but run in before it leaves me. If be locked out of my room and alone if I tried to go back now.
I hug Oli and shove my face into his chest and he tries to back away but I'm latched on. I hate elevators so much. I'm obviously making Oliver uncomfortable but it's like I cant let go. As soon as the door open I run out and he's scowling. He doesn't speak he just starts walking again so I follow.
Oliver doesn't like physical contact, how can someone not like hugs? He knocks on a door and its opened by someone I've seen in my first class before but never met. I think his name is Ronnie? Maybe? The black haired dude looks at Oliver and then me.
"Who's that?" He asks talking about me.
"Hes following me, I dont know why," Oliver's thick accent mumbles. I guess that's true. The guy let's us in and I stand awkwardly as I watch them.
Ronnie looks really confused. "Why are you letting him follow you? Are we not doing what we normally do?" He asks and Oliver shrugs.
"We can, or we could do something else," oliver says. I'm so confused and unwelcomed here. Ronnie looks at me and then Oliver. He then gets out a- bong? And puts it on the coffee table.
"Fuck off," I cover my mouth and Oliver looks at me and then sits on the couch.
"He has tourettes so dont pay attention to him," he says and I feel lonely. I didn't even bring my phone.. I sit next to Oliver and they start setting up to smoke.. I wanted to smoke but not illegally so I wont be smoking with them even if they asked.
I wanted to ask how he was not watch him smoke with his friend.. surprisingly we dont stay for long. After Oliver takes a few hits off of the bong he gets up. "I'll see you later, I have to check on something," Oliver says and starts leaving so I follow.
He gets in the elevator again and the same thing happens. When we get to the main floor he starts leaving so I follow his so close so when he stops I smake into him. I mumble a sorry and he rolls his eyes. I dont understand him. Why is he walking so weird like hes not walking with me.
We go outside and go to the parking lot. I dont know why I thought he didn't have a car, I just assumed because he seems like he has no money. We get into his fancy car and I'm half convinced he stole it.
All of Oliver's clothes look old and ripped so seeing him in a expensive car is weird. He's high why am I letting him drive. "Shouldn't you not drive?" I ask quickly.
"I smoke weed every day, two hits isnt going to get me high. Just relaxed," he says and I see how that makes sense. Maybe that he's relaxed he'll answer my questions?
"How do you feel?" I ask and he looks at me briefly and shrugs.
"Normal," he mumbles and I sigh. He's not going to tell me is he.. We end up going to a mall and yet again he starts walking his speed to it. He either walks to fast or to slow.
We go into the mall and he goes to a coffee shop inside the mall and looks at the menu. "Pick something to eat and drink," he says. Why is he getting me something? I pick a chocolate chuck cookie and a hot chocolate and he orders it along with a coffee and muffin for himself.
"I have drugs!" Lots of people look at me as I yell this. We go sit down with our food and I blush as I look around yo see some people are still looking at me. I hate public so much.
Oliver starts drinking his coffee and I pause what I'm doing because I feel like I'm about to do or yell something. "Choke me, please," I say and Oliver starts coughing and drowning on his coffee. My face is so red. As embarrassing as that was it's not over.
I moan and push my hot chocolate over and it pours into my lap. "Hot!" I yell getting up and Oliver is still dying. In jagged movements I hit the mostly empty cup and the drink making it splash. "Fuck me," I say.
If I say something dirty I usually start thinking about more dirty things hoping I dont say them. But it does the opposite. "I'm a virgin!" Oh my god why is being me so embarrassing?
Oliver does something I've never seen him do. He starts laughing. I would laugh to because I think it's funny how I shout out embarrassing things but I think I'm a little to embarrassed and freaked out to laugh. Not yet. I laugh after this shit is over not during it because during it its torture.
I moan more and smash his muffin. He laughs and smiles at the mess I'm making. After a moment I stop and look at him with a pout. "I smashed our stuff.." i say and he nods smiling.
"Yeah, you did. You also told all 100 people here that you wanted to be choked and that you're a virgin," he says and my face burns.
"Can we go?" I ask and he waves at a cleaning lady who looks so done with everything.
"Clean this up. Yeah?" He says giving her twenty dollars. Where is all this money coming from? She nods and starts cleaning. We grab our stuff I didn't ruin and he orders me a new hot chocolate and him a new muffin.
"Take it! Take-take-take" I say holding out my hot chocolate. He takes it and my arm moves on it's own. We eat our food and I feel weird. Why am I do intrested in oliver?
Thoughts?
Oli has money?
Oops poor kellin
Thoughts on ronnie?
