The next morning I woke up in an empty room. I was dressed in pajama pants and a plain t-shirt. Scarlett’s outfit was on a pile in the floor from last night on a. Crap.
If she came back to the dorm and she’s not sleep she’s obviously awake and in the main room, and I bet a million bucks she’s not alone out there. I groaned and pulled myself up. There was a faint pounding in my head but it didn’t hurt as much as it did.
I made my way to the bedroom door and slowly pulled it open. I immediately heard multiple voices outside.
“Just skip class today, it’s still early in the year, not like you’re going to miss a whole week” I recognized the voice as Celeste.
“Yes, but I don’t feel like repeating a whole grade like a fucking loser” Scarlett.
I don’t want to just walk out, but I can’t just stay in here. They can’t possibly stay all day; I’ll just wait them out…like a coward. I instantly mentally slapped myself, why should I care? Because I know Celeste will end up making me feel worse, and that’s the absolute last thing I need to happen right now. Waiting seems like my best option at the moment.

I heard my phone ring from the nightstand; I walked over and glanced at the caller id. It was a text…from Oliver. What did he want? Does he not understand what happened last night? I don’t want to talk, to him or anyone right now. Plus, if he wanted to talk to me, wouldn’t he rather just come over.
I walked back over to the door and slowly opened it up; the voices were lower but still there. And it wasn’t just Celeste and Scarlett. I tip-toed to the bathroom and waited a bit to check if anyone was in there. After a few seconds I opened the door and swiftly closed it.
I looked a mess, my hair was tangled, my face looked dry and my eyes were tired. I had no choice but to use Scarlett’s, which was covered with red. I splashed some water on my face and looked back in the mirror. I looked better, but I still felt terrible. I quietly made my way back in the bedroom and closed and locked the door. When I turned around my heart stopped at the sight of the person sitting on my unmade bed.
“I was wondering where you were, I texted you but you didn’t answer” Oliver was sitting down, staring at me. He was wearing a tie dyed red and white shirt with some disturbing images and a black beanie. As much as I didn’t want to admit it to myself he looked hot.
“I sent you about 50 messages but you didn’t answer” he stood up. “I know I’m the last person you want to see but you can’t just avoid me”
“I can try” I replied walking past him to my clothes. “Now if you can just leave, I need to get dressed”
“Why? I’ve seen you naked before”
I groaned and turned to Oliver.
“I don’t care, I don’t want you watching now” I crossed my arms.
Oliver rolled his eyes. “I’ll be right outside” I saw him smile for a brief moment before he left and closed the door.
I put my head in my hands for a few seconds and exhaled. I knew I was gonna have to face this, but why so soon?
I took my clothes out and quickly stuffed them into the drawers that Scarlett had not already claimed. From there I chose a wine red flared plain mini skirt and a white t-shirt with a music note. I put my hair up in a ponytail, purposely leaving a little bit out. I grabbed my black flats pulled them on, and took my phone.
I don’t know what I’m going to do today but I can’t be cooped in this room. I took a breath before leaving the room.
I half expected Oliver to be right outside like he said, and that there would be more people here, but the room was empty except for Oliver lying down on the couch.
I felt like I was transported back to the beginning of when I first arrived. Right back to the beginning, before I had really gotten to know anyone. Before the heartbreak

I didn’t say anything as I walked towards the door.

“Are you really trying to sneak out” I stopped in my tracks as Oliver got up.
“I wasn’t sneaking” I opened the front door and walked out.
I heard Oliver catching up with me, is this going to be an all day thing?
“Well you didn’t say anything”
“Well I just didn’t wanna talk to you”
There were a few seconds of silence before he said something.
“Is this how you’re gonna be from now on”
“As long as you keep following and annoying me, yes”
I was suddenly stopped abruptly, Oliver had moved in front of me blocking my path.
“Skyler, I said I was sorry, what else do you want me to do?” I couldn’t look him in the eye. I could hear the sadness in his voice, though he was trying to hide it.
I couldn’t find anything to say. I just stood there.
“nothing, but I get the feeling you’re not gonna leave me alone until I agree to go where ever you have in mind so fine”
As soon as the words left my mouth Oliver grabbed my hand and dragged me down, out the building and to his car.
“Get in” he said. I sighed before getting in.
I felt like I should have some doubt getting in the car. That I’m going to regret it. But for some reason I don’t. I feel like I should have resisted more, but I just simply couldn’t.
Oliver didn’t say anything the whole ride, like usual.

He soon pulled into an empty parking lot and parked in the front. No one else was here. Nothing, just an empty parking lot surrounded by trees.
“Where are we?” I asked getting out and looking around. It was so quiet.
“You’ll see” Oliver said walking up the path to the hill.
I followed a few paces behind him. When I finally got to the top of the small hill, the area I thought was a field was actually a lake. A clear, large lake that spread far back in the woods. At first, I think we’re heading toward the dock and I suddenly realize he means for us to go swimming.
“Come on, then,” he says, tossing his shirt to the ground. He reaches for the buckle on his belt and my heart skips.
And before I know it, he jumps in. He disappears beneath the surface for a moment, and then comes up, shaking the water from his head.
“Well?” he shouts.
“Well, what?” I shout back.
“You coming in or what?”

“I don’t think I can,” I say, scrunching my nose. I want to, but it’s so ridiculous. Swimming in the
Lake in the middle of the day. Out of nowhere?!
“Why not?” he asks, laughing. He was paddling backwards. “What are you so afraid of?”
“I’m not afraid,” I say, but I’m lying. I’m terrified. I’m terrified of what I’m feeling for him and how oblivious he seems to be of what happened of last night. I don’t know what to do with this. I know that as soon as I touch the water, I’ll be forgiving him, and the little voice in my head is saying I’m going to anyway.
Oliver leaned on the edge of the dock looking at me.
“If you’re not afraid, then what the hell are you waiting for?”
I was contemplating my choices. I could either stand here or jump in. I might as well. I couldn’t stay mad forever. I slip out of my skirt and shirt and toss them to the side and I stand by the dock and take a breath before I jump.

When I hit the water. It’s freezing cold, but there’s no turning back now. I slipped under, and then swam toward the surface.
I took a breath or air when I came up. I felt Oliver’s hands try to grab me.
I screeched and tried to swim away, but his hands slip around my waist and pulled me back until my body was pressed close against him. Our faces are inches apart. Under the water, our legs move in unison to keep us afloat. It’s the perfect kissing kind of moment, and I realize I want it. Bad.
“What are you doing? I asked.
“Nothing” he answered simply.
“This doesn’t mean anything” I said, but I knew I was lying. And he probably did too.
“Yes it does” His words were so full of confidence. He knew I had let my guard down, not like I really had it up anyway.
His hand brushes against mine, and my mouth goes dry. My lips part and I swallow my breath short. I feel his eyes on me, but I’m scared to turn and face him. After all my begging to feel something, anything, I’m afraid when it finally happens. But this fear is a different kind of fear. It isn’t filled with panic and terror or with a desire to run away. What I’m feeling is a strong pull toward him. Pure desire.
The space between us is electric and I’m aware of his every breath, every movement. Finally, I give in. I turn my head toward his. Our eyes meet and I shivered. His hand comes up to caress my cheek and his skin on mine sends a rush of warmth through me.

I’m breathless as his lips find mine. At first, there is only softness, an inhaling. Time stands still and I lose all sense of anything but the pressure of his lips on mine. His tongue teases my bottom lip and I open slightly, letting him taste me. Tasting him back.
When he pulls away, my heart is racing so fast, I can barely keep myself from trembling. He keeps his hand placed firmly on the spot where my neck and jaw meet. He leans his forehead against mine and exhales, a smile teasing the corners of his mouth.
“I love you skyler and I meant it when I said I was sorry, The last thing world I wanted to do was hurt you .” His eyes didn’t leave mine as he spoke. I wanted to melt at how soft his voice was. His accent was gonna kill me.
I could barely say anything. He just admitted he loved me.
“And I know you love me back”
I raised my eyebrow “How?”
“well” oliver lifted me up so I was sitting on the dock while he was still in the water “you agreed to come with me, even though you didn’t know where we were going, and you agreed to come into the water with me” he smiled. “And you talk very quietly when you sleep” I felt my face get red. I knew I talked; I was always scared something embarrassing would come out.
“Don’t worry, it’s cute”
I smiled.
“Why are you like that?” he asked.
“Like what?”
“You get red at the smallest things”
“No I don’t”
“Yes you do. You play it safe too much”
“I do what’s right” I crossed my arms.
“There’s a difference in doing what’s right and being annoyingly following all the rules.”
“I don’t always follow the rules.” I don’t know if I was lying or not. I wouldn’t consider myself a person who always follows the rules but I also wouldn’t consider myself a person who never follows them either. I would say I’m in the middle.
“Okay then prove it” Oliver paused for a few seconds “move in with me”

Notes

title cred: flyleaf
hope you enjoyed this chapter.
I recommend listening to the song. I love the song i feel it's a song from oliver to skyler. Plus i love the band , not too much of a fan of their new singer though.
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