Fake it 'til you make it BxNB

Fake it 'til you make it BxNB

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//Olivers POV// I stand there, stunned. "Are you for real?" She just stares. I can't believe she could say that sort of thing with a straight face. I wanted to run, to cry, I wanted to punch her. But I just freeze. "I'm..sorry. You needed to know." She wasn't sorry, she knows how I feel and she told me anyways. I feel the paper in my pocket, and finally run. Oliver Johnson and Jordan Taylor are two entirely different people, and somehow just alike. One who was hurt and one who's never known the feeling of what love can be, both extremely competitive. When things take a turn for the worst after getting caught in a seemingly intimate moment, the men need to fake a relationship until they can find a way to fix things, without facing their own confusing feelings. Can they make it to graduation without falling in love? ⚠️!!TW: there will be talk of sewerslide, r@pe, sa, and sh!!⚠️ I will put TWs at the beginning of the chapters that have them. ☑️I DO: accept constructive criticism and feedback along with ideas (I'll give you credit) ☑️I DO: encourage you to share this story 😊 🚫 I DON'T: accept hate or any rude comments towards the situation or characters
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I know.

10 years. 10 years of hating Griffin Taylor. Luckily for me, he lives hundreds of miles away and I very rarely have to handle the knowledge he's in town for his 48 hour visits. Some supposed best friend he turned out to be. Mum and dad would have screamed at him for hours for missing the things he did. Though, Griffin Taylor never did care about other people's feelings. I always thought I wasn't apart of that rule. That I was different to him. His best friend. His rock. No call. No text, no message through his mum or his brother. Nothing. Mine and Piper's world collapsed from under us. Total strangers on the outskirts of town showed their love and support. But Griffin? He showed up 18 months later with barely a word before taking another life altering phone call. Ass. Now, 6 years after I last had the pleasure of being in his almighty presence, Piper made the overwhelming, stupid decision to invite him to her wedding. It's fine. He'll be here for his usual 48 hours and I'll find a million things to keep me out of his way so I'll barely see him. It's fine. Not a problem. I can handle it. Piper wants him here, Piper wants her family here and I guess, with no one else, the Taylor's are family. For Piper I'll keep my thoughts to myself, I'll smile and I'll be the good Christian I am. But as far as I care, Griffin Taylor can rot. In. Hell.

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