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I tried to distract myself while I was waiting for Olivia to show up... Honestly I didn't even want to go out with her... She's too clingy and obsessive but I wasn't going to stay in here while Isabella was on the other side of the door bonding with my sister... This girl has been working her way into my system, slowly but surely, ever since that stupid frat party. When she walked in I was intrigued by the way she looked so different from the other girls. Being me I had to insult her... She opened her mouth with a comeback that made me mad and smile inwardly at the same time. She basically called the girl I was with a charity case and I could not have agreed more but still it cracked my ego in front of the others and that just really pissed me off. When she showed up with Drew by her side I was disappointed by her lack of judgment, the guy is a total vulture. Seeing them kiss made me angry and protective of her, I didn't even know why... It even made me feel sick when I found out she was drugged her first time. It still fucking does.I know I'm not a saint when it comes to treating women, but that was too fucked up, even for me. On Logan's birthday I found myself driving to the diner she works and we almost kissed that night. I don't like her though, she isn't even my type... She just intrigues me, that's it... pure interest on a physical level.

I wanted to walk out my room and sit next to her on the couch, just to see how she would react. To see what kind of effect I have on her but I couldn't do that without Mia giving me crap for it afterwards. A knock on the door tore me out of my thoughts, shaking me awake for the fact it was time to put up a fake smile and go out with Olivia bitch Kimble. I wanted to see the look on Bella's face when Olivia clung to me like she always does. I walked out to the living room to see her head peak over the couch as she watched that chick flick. That's why I can't be in the same room with her, I always and up looking at her, trying to figure out whatever it is she's thinking. It's seriously messing with my head. I swung open the door and Olivia walked in without hesitation.

"Lukasssss!" She yelled swinging her arms around my neck, almost climbing up my body. I put my hands on her waist slowly trying to get her of me without setting her off, I didn't want any drama tonight.

"Hi." I said blankly. I was always cold towards Olivia, because if you gave that girl a finger she would take your entire arm. Keeping distance from her was a good idea and I had to learn the hard way. Last year we were kind of friends with benefits but she gave me some serious drama because I was seeing other girls too... I mean everybody knows friends with benefits isn't something exclusive. Try explaining that to a girl who thinks the entire world revolves around her... I decided to keep my distance from her ever since but I always kept her as an emergency hook-up... and tonight was an emergency. I had to get a particular blonde girl out of my head before I started to actually like her...and shit like that...

I couldn't help but to look at the couch to see if Olivia's grand entrance had stirred up something over there. All I saw was Isabella and Mia watching that stupid movie. What I did next even surprised me. I pushed Olivia with her back against the wall with a thud pressing my body against her. In the corner of my eye I could see movement on the couch. Isabella was obvious startled by my sudden movement and looked behind her to see what had happened. Slowly and deliberately I leaned closer to Olivia's lips brushing mine over her gloss covered and sticky lips which reminded me why I disliked kissing her. Every time I would have to deal with the stickiness of that damn lip gloss and afterwards wash my face to get rid of the hideous glitters sticking to my face. I mentally rolled my eyes as she pulled me closer slipping her tongue in my mouth while I forced myself to put my hands on her waist to lift her up against the door and wrap her legs around me. I swallowed as an image of kissing the blonde girl on the couch crossed my mind and I pushed myself deeper into the kiss to forget about it. Somewhere distant in my mind I heard Olivia groan against my lips as I pushed my hips against her, my mind still trying to erase the image but failing to do so.

"Go get a freaking room!" Mia yelled from across the room, ripping me out of my thoughts which caused me to tear my hands of Olivia's waist, no longer supporting her. She almost fell on the ground when I let go of her, making me grin with amusement. I turned to face my sister sitting next to Isabella who was wearing a rather blank expression on her face. Almost like she didn't care. Maybe I was wrong, maybe I didn't have an effect on her after all and I hated the fact I was disappointed by that.

"Fuck off Mia! I fucking live here." I yelled back at my sister while keeping my eyes on Isabella... If only I could get some reaction out of her instead of this disinterested expression. Fuck it's driving me insane.

"Dick!" Mia mocked me while I dragged Olivia out of my apartment slamming the door. NOTHING, no reaction at all...I kept thinking while I walked Olivia to my car.

Olivia and all her obnoxiousness got into my car while I was debating whether or not I still wanted to go out... I just wanted to go back inside... Insult Isabella... Tease her... Be nice to her and all the above just to get her to react. The blankness on her face bugged me, even when I got behind the wheel. I was so lost in thoughts I was surprised that before I could turn on the ignition Olivia swung her leg over my crotch straddling me and kissing my neck. That damn lip gloss all over my neck, why?? Her hips were moving in circular motions on my crotch while her lips were leaving marks on the skin in my neck. A week ago I would have enjoyed the attention just for the sake of sex. Today there was a blonde girl with green eyes and an attitude on my mind, causing me not to be in the mood to do something with Olivia or alone else for that matter. Not even to forget about her. I tried, trust me... after some minutes of making out with Olivia, kissing her back, putting my hands through her hair and putting my hands on her when she guided them to her breasts I was getting exited. But only because I was thinking of someone else. Her. I tried to focus on Olivia's lips to get rid of my confusing thoughts, to no avail.

"Stop." I said against her lips before pushing her back but she wasn't having it and leaned back using her hands to pull me closer. Her fingers rather harsh on my skin. "Olivia, stop!" I said, my voice louder and determined this time, forcefully pushing her off me. She fell back into the passenger seat, pushing her hair out of your face.

"What the hell." Olivia whined slapping my arm with the back of her hand. "What's your problem..." I didn't even want to look at her. I tried to contain my rage that wasn't caused by the girl sitting next to me but by the one I wished did. I never turned down a girl, especially not when they were already on my lap and my lower body was pounding with excitement.

"I'm not in the mood." I protested sliding down in my seat, putting my hands on my thighs and I squeezed the muscles.

"The hell you're not in the mood...I can see the excitement bulging through your pants!" She yelled, gesturing at the swollen bulge poking against my jeans. "Not in the mood, yeah right." She muttered as she fell back against the seat, crossing her arms. What was I supposed to do...I couldn't tell her I was excited for one reason only, that I wasn't imagining her lips kissing mine but the girl I pretended to hate at a frat party. I couldn't tell her that, could I...?

"I need you to get out of my car!" I sighed deeply.

"What?" She squeals with a voice too high-pitched for my eardrums to handle. This girl is giving me a massive headache! Getting chills by the memory she squeals just as annoying in the bedroom.

"You heard me... I'm not in the mood to party." I muttered at her direction while looking at her surprised expression. Inwardly grinning at the look on her face, she had it coming.

"What's up with you lately!?" She hissed like the snake she is. She really doesn't know when to fucking leave me alone.

"Listen, I don't want you around me right now! Get out of my fucking car...and find yourself another boytoy to fuck!" I yelled, slamming my hand against the wheel with frustration.

"You know what! Lukas! You. Are. One. Big. Asshole!" She yelled while getting out of the car, clearly wanting the last word. Not going to fucking happen!

"Go throw yourself at another guy!" I yelled when she slammed the door, never leaving an argument without having the last laugh. Fucking desperate bitch.

It was clear I wasn't in the mood to party, all I needed was a cold shower. But she was there, Isabella was at my apartment and I couldn't go back, not immediately after leaving. I wanted her to believe Olivia and I were having the time of our lives even though her green eyes were the only thing I could think of. I needed to get a grip! Lukas Davis couldn't fall for a girl. I don't do relationships. So, I did what I knew best and went to a bar to drink until I forgot.

Even drinking was a major fail tonight. After some shots I still wasn't drunk enough to forget about her and at that point I gave up trying to drown her image in my mind with alcohol. I just sat at the bar thinking about this girl I had insulted more than I could count and I didn't even know why... It were all lies... she isn't dull, everyone would be lucky to be with her and something did happen the other night. I did feel something. Only I wasn't ready to admit that to myself because it was scaring the crap out of me.

I waited at the bar until I sobered up enough to drive, her words about drinking and driving nagging at me in the back of my head. When I got back at my apartment and walked into the living room I saw something I didn't expect to see tonight. Isabella fell asleep on the couch. Carefully, not to wake her, I walked over to the couch. My feet touching the hardwood floor like feathers. She was passed out, her phone in her hand and her glasses resting on her chest. I remembered I told her she looked like a nerd wearing them. At least that's what my lips pronounced, my mind and every other part of my body was exited to see her with them. She looked so fucking sexy. I was mentally facepalming myself when I reminisced my hurtful words. You could have told her how damn cute she looked but instead you tell her she looks like a nerd... Fucking idiot. I found myself staring at her for a moment. She looked so peaceful and happy, completely passed out but still stunning. Who am I fooling, even if I stood a chance I don't deserve her. I took her glasses from her chest gently putting them on the coffee table, trying not to make the slightest sound. I shuffled to the second couch to take the fleece blanket opening it completely before putting it over her perfectly shaped body. When the blanket touched her bare feet she shifted, turning around on her side, leaving me praying I didn't wake her up. Carefully I pulled it over her shoulder thinking I hoped to see her beautiful face in the morning. You're in way too deep Lukas. Withdraw now before it's too late. On my way to my bedroom I was debating whether or not to follow my own advice.

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