I hated my best friend for not telling me that she texted Oliver, and she asked him to pick me up, and I said goodbye to her feeling so betrayed. I was not really in the mood to talk because I can still remember what I heard in the restroom, and I felt glad Oliver kept quiet the entire ride. But I couldn't deny that deep inside my heart, I wanted him to tell me that everything was all right between us, and I wanted him to convince me that I am the only girl he loves.
I suddenly felt worried when we arrived home, and I saw my dad's car in the garage, and I didn't want to have a conversation with them tonight since I knew they would ask Oliver to join us, and I felt relieved when I didn't see them the moment we passed at the living room. I walked so fast, but I could hear Oliver's footsteps behind me, and I ascended the stairs two steps at a time since I wanted to be as far away from him, but I knew he could walk faster than me since he has long legs.
I was catching my breath the moment I reached my bedroom door, and I knew I needed to talk with Oliver. And I wanted to tell him that I needed some space to think about us, but I couldn't even say that something was wrong. My best friend advised me to be honest with Oliver about how I feel, but I am afraid that he will only lie to me again. And I knew I needed to protect my heart from being broken.
I didn't want him to shatter my heart on my eighteenth birthday since it would be one of the best days of my life, and I had been waiting for that day to come that I would finally turn into an adult. And just thinking about what Keisha had said, it feels like I don't want to celebrate my eighteen birthday at all. And I had been planning to suspend my plan about leaving the city because of Oliver, but after I learned about his scheme, I couldn't stop myself from hurting.
There is a part of me that wanted to believe that Oliver was sincere with his feelings towards me, and I want to hope for the best. If ever Keisha was right about what she had told her friends about Oliver's plan, then I don't have a choice but to leave this place at once, because no matter how my father wanted us to be together, if Oliver doesn't have any feelings for me, then it would be useless.
I know it would be unfair to Oliver if he would only stick with me because of my dad's request, and I can't force him to love me, and all I can do is accept the reality that we could never be together. And he is not the man for me, and I am having a hard time because I thought he was the one for me since this is the first time I felt something like this towards the opposite sex.
I was on my way to get inside my room when he pulled me closer with him, and when Oliver put his arms around me, I tried my best to push him away, but my boyfriend was so strong, and I could feel my entire body melted with him. When I inhaled his intoxicating scent, I knew right away that I couldn't fight him anymore; the moment he claimed my mouth; I was lost in Oliver's world.
It felt so lovely to feel his hands stroking my back while his tongue slipped past my lips and slithered inside my mouth. I could feel the tingling sensation as I felt him deepen our kiss. It was too late for me to stop myself because it felt so right to be in Oliver's arms, and I didn't care if I would get hurt later, and Lana was right, I should enjoy the moment I had with Oliver, and worry about everything later. I held Oliver's arms for support, and I could feel my frame turn like jelly.
"Victoria, I don't know what is going on with your pretty head right now, but I am asking you to please tell me what is going on. I am worried about you." Oliver declared after we shared a mind-blowing kiss, and he was caressing my face with his hand.
"Okay, but can I come to your room? I wanted to see Wolfe." I asked, and I could see the panic on his face, but he tried to cover it with his beautiful smile.
"I am sorry, but my friend came and borrowed my pet." He responded, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling sad.
"Hey, don't be so sad, Victoria. I promise I will spend my night with you." He declared, and my face lit up as I heard him say he would spend the night with me.
"Does it mean I will be sleeping in your room?" I asked, and his smile widened.
"That would be lovely." He replied.
I got inside my room with a happy face, and I decided to give Oliver a chance to explain himself later when I would be in his room. Besides, I didn't want to feel miserable because Oliver makes me so happy and alive, and most of all, I love him. When Oliver told me he loved me, I was in seventh heaven, it was a loaded word, and I felt so happy.
And maybe Lana was right after all; Keisha was only lying because she felt so hurt that Oliver was not interested in her anymore. And that is why she wanted her friends to spread that gossip too, and Keisha was hoping I would feel angry with Oliver, and I wish I had listened to Lana.
I took a quick shower, but it took me a long time to find the perfect nightgown to wear since I wanted to look decent in front of Oliver; besides, we are both waiting for my birthday to come, and I want to do my part because we needed to control ourselves.
When I got out of my room, I didn't expect I would find Oliver outside my door, and he offered his hand to me without saying anything. I felt my pulse quickened the moment he took my palm, and we walked towards his room in silence while my heart pounded heavily on my chest. And when I got inside, I could see how immaculate his room was, and I admired how organized he was with his things.
"Now, can you at least tell me why you were upset with me?" Oliver asked after he pulled me towards his bed, and we both sat on the mattress while we leaned our back on the headboard, and he was massaging my hand.
"I am sorry, Oliver; I know I should have asked you if it was true before I decided to hate you," I responded.
"Is it about Keisha? Are you jealous of her?" He asked, and I shook my head.
"No, of course not; I am not jealous of her. I overheard her talking with her friends in the restroom during lunch break, and she was telling her friends, you will break up with me on my eighteenth birthday since you don't like me, and you will get back together after you shattered my heart." I declared.
"What?" He asked, and Oliver's eyes widened in disbelief.
"And do you think I will do that to you, Victoria? I never told her something like that; Keisha knew how much I love you." He replied as he cupped my face.
"Victoria, there is no way I will break up with you. I will never do that to you, and if ever you break up with me, I will not accept, and I will fight for you. I want you to know I am willing to give you anything, even my life." He added, and I could see his sincerity on his face.
"Don't ever listen to Keisha again, Victoria. I know I have hurt her in so many ways, but she has no right to spread that kind of rumor because that is not true; besides, I asked for an apology to her that I couldn't give her what she wanted. On the first day I met her, I knew she would cause trouble, but she approached me, and that time she offered me her friendship." Oliver declared.
"I don't feel anything towards Keisha, Victoria, it never crosses my mind because I was always thinking about you the entire time I was with her, and she knew that I am so crazy about you." He added, and I smiled at him.
"I know, and I am sorry that I doubted your feelings, Oliver, but I couldn't stop myself from hurting the moment I heard Keisha and her friends laughing at my expense. They called me pathetic." I replied, and I could see the sadness on his face as he pulled me to his chest while putting his arms around me.
"It is okay, I understand, and I am still thankful even if you felt angry towards me, you gave me a chance to speak and be with you tonight. Thank you for telling me about it, Victoria. I hope next time you will
talk to me if something like that happens again." He declared.
"Don't worry, next time, and I will only listen to what my heart says. Thank you, Oliver, for being with me right now and for loving me for what I am." I softly said, and he looked at me with tenderness.
"Victoria, I love everything about you, and I will never get tired of telling you how beautiful you are. And hurting you is the last thing I will ever do.." He said, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling so happy as he wrapped me in his arms, and I realized I would never give him up ever again.