Fresh off a breakup, high schooler Olivia just wants to keep things casual. But when she and Johnny start hooking up after a party, they realize they have explosive chemistry—and that Olivia is pregnant! After deciding to keep the pregnancy, Olivia and Johnny fall in love, face Olivia’s difficult parents, and build a life together while also graduating from high school and learning about the real world.
Age Rating: 18+
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Fresh off a breakup, high schooler Olivia just wants to keep things casual. But when she and Johnny start hooking up after a party, they realize they have explosive chemistry—and that Olivia is pregnant! After deciding to keep the pregnancy, Olivia and Johnny fall in love, face Olivia’s difficult parents, and build a life together while also graduating from high school and learning about the real world.
Age Rating: 18+
Original Author: EvelynMiller
My mom always said that finding true love was the most important thing in life
My dad always said that having a high-paying job was the most important thing in life.
Senior year of high school I agreed with my father.
I didn’t believe in love. Not anymore.
In the summer between junior and senior year I caught my boyfriend of three years sleeping with one of my best friends.
I sigh as I walk into school on a cold Wednesday morning after the New Years break only to see them kissing against mylocker.
“You okay pumpkin?” My other best friend, you know the one that didn’t sleep with my boyfriend, Sam, asks, grabbing my hand.
I throw her a fake smile and a small nod. “I really, really wish you would let me punch them both.” She grumbles pulling me to her locker and away from the heartbreaking scene in front of me.
“I mean who the hell does that? They both need their teeth punched in.” She babbles, throwing her locker open. “In other news, Charlie is finallycoming back today.”
“He’s only been away two days.” I giggle leaning against the locker next to hers. “Yeah well, he sucks.” She mumbles slamming her locker. “Do you think they’ve moved?” I ask, referring to Greg and Kirsten playing tongue hockey against my locker.
“You know they don’t stop until they’ve seen you or the bell rings,” Sam says sympathetically. “You could always share my locker.” She says and gives me a toothy smile.
I roll my eyes and her smile deflates.
Ever since school started she’s been asking me to share her locker but I won’t give Greg and Kirsten the satisfaction of knowing they’re hurting me. It’s better to keep a brave face.
When we get to our first class we instantly go to the back of the room where we always sit.
“Charlie better not be late.” Sam groans, throwing her bag onto the floor.
“I’m never late sweet cheeks.” Charlie smirks, taking his seat in front of her.
“You’re always late,” I say sticking my tongue out.
“You still owe us lunch.” Sam points at Charlie reminding him of the bet he lost last week.
“I thought you’d forget.” He groans, throwing his head back.
“They never forget.” Johnny, Charlie’s quiet brooding friend, mumbles taking the seat in front of me.
He doesn’t say much but when he does talk it’s just short mumbled sentences.
“You girls coming on Saturday?” Charlie asks grinning widely at us, referring to the party Greg throws every weekend.
“No.” We both answer at the same time, making his smile completely disappear.
We used to go to every party but that all changed when I caught him cheating.
Charlie doesn’t get a chance to bother us about the stupid party on Saturday again until lunchtime. “Come on! It’ll be fun! I promise!” He pouts.
“For fucks sake Charles!” Sam says loudly hitting her hand on the table making people around us jump and stare. “We’re not going and that’s final!”
“Johnny is even coming!” Charlie argues.
“That’s a lie,” Sam argues back.
“He is!” Charlie yells back.
“Ask him next period!” He exclaims, becoming red in the face and veins begin popping out of his neck.
“Calm down grumpy.” Sam laughs, shoving fries into her mouth before abruptly freezing.
The only movement is her eyes turning into slits. Charlie’s face turns into a scowl when he looks behind me.
I start to turn in my seat to see what they were trying to kill with their eyes.
“Don’t,” Charlie warns, kicking my leg.
“Ow that hurt asshole!” I exclaim rubbing my leg.
“Sorry pumpkin.” He says, rolling his eyes.
“Come on, let's go to class,” Charlie demands, grabbing Sam’s arm and pulling her out of the cafeteria leaving me sitting there confused.
I look behind me and scan the room. Nothing is happening. Everything looks completely normal, confusing me even more.
Once I get to class I decide to ask what the fuck just happened.
“What was that about?” I question standing in front of Sam and Charlie who are leaning close whispering.
“Nothing,” Charlie says quickly jumping away.
I narrow my eyes at Sam as she squirms in her seat avoiding my eyes.
“Sam?” I question crossing my arms.
“What’s going on?” Johnny asks suddenly standing next to me.
“These two are being weird,” I say eyeing both of them.
“Hey Johnny, Charlie told us a lie about you!” Sam quickly says changing the subject.
“Oh yeah? What was it?” He deadpans sitting down in front of Charlie.
“That you’re going to the party on Saturday,” Sam says.
“I am.” He shrugs.
My eyes snap from Sam to Johnny.
“You are?” I ask in complete shock.
I’ve never seen him at a party before.
Ever.
“Yup.” He replies, popping the p.
“Olivia. Sit down.” I hear Mrs. Jones, our middle-aged “cool” history teacher, say walking into the room.
I look around the room and realize the bell must’ve rung as the whole class is sitting down.
I quickly sit in my seat and hide my reddening face.
“Always has to be the center of attention.” I hear Kirsten mutter.
“Anything to share, Kirsten?” Mrs. Jones asks.
“No, miss.”
She answers by sweetly batting her eyelashes.
“Bitch.” I hear Sam mumble under her breath.
“Okay. So today we’ll start working on a partner project. I’ve put different historical events in this hat and you and your partner will pick one and that’s what you’ll be doing.” Mrs. Jones smiles like it’s something we’d actually enjoy.
“Miss, do we pick our own partners?” Greg asks, smirking at Kirsten, looking like he’s going to pounce on her at any given second.
“Yes, you can. I’ll give you a few minutes to get into pairs.” She smiles widely before taking a seat.
“Dibs Sam!” Charlie calls out as I spin in my seat.
“What? No, I get Sam.” I argue.
I always work with Sam and he always works with Johnny.
It’s how it’s always been.
“I need to get my grades up and she’ll help.” Charlie counters.
I sigh, accepting defeat. Charlie needs good grades so he can get a football scholarship.
“Looks like you’re stuck with me.” I sigh to Johnny, he of course doesn’t answer and continues to doodle in his notebook.
“Mr. Williams, come pick a topic.” Mrs. Jones calls out to Johnny.
He sighs and walks up to the front of the room and grabs a piece of paper.
“Who’s your partner?” Mrs. Jones asks, glancing at the paper and writing it down.
“Olivia.” He mutters before looking at the paper and rolling his eyes.
“What’d we get?” I ask once the whole class had their topics.
“Black plague.” Johnny rolls his eyes again.
I groan and lay my head on my desk in response.
“I heard all she does is sit and cry at home.” I hear Kirsten sneer.
“I heard she only leaves the house for school. Too embarrassed to show her face.” Greg pipes up.
I know without looking, their whole group is looking at me. I grit my teeth and sit up before turning to Charlie, making my mind up.
“We’ll go to the party.”
***
On Saturday after the school football game, I’m upstairs with Sam in Charlie’s room getting ready for the party.
“Are you sure you want to go?” Sam asks sadly looking at me through the mirror.
“Yes. I’ve got to show them they didn’t break me.” I tell her proudly.
She gives me a quick nod before going back to doing her makeup.
“You girls are taking ages,” Charlie whines walking into his room fresh from the shower.
“Says you who isn’t even dressed.” I joke.
“What is my towel not good enough for a party?” Charlie asks in mock horror.
“Hurry up! We’re ready!” Sam demands jumping up from the floor.
Fifteen minutes later we’re walking into Greg’s house where the party is. It feels weird coming back after five months. I spent so much time here the past three years it was like a second home.
Everything still looks the same.
“Why does the party have to be here of all places?” Sam groans, dragging me straight through the living room and into the kitchen.
“He has it every weekend, remember?” I remind her grabbing a drink.
“I remember.” She mutters, grabbing her own drink.
We quickly down our drinks before grabbing another one and heading into the living room. At least we can get drunk for free for putting up with the awkwardness.
“Hey look! Johnny did show up!” Sam shouts into my ear pointing across the room where he is standing with Charlie chatting with the other footballers.
As if he can sense us talking about him Johnny’s head snaps toward us and gives us a small smile and makes his way over to us.
“Having fun?” I ask sarcastically.
Johnny rolls his eyes and grabs my drink and downs it before handing me the empty cup.
“Hey!” I yell. “Go get me another,” I demand shoving my cup back into his hands.
He simply shrugs before walking off to the kitchen.
He comes back shortly after with a fresh drink for me and himself.
“This sucks!” Sam whines.
“Agreed!” I whine back.
Why did I love these parties before?
“Come on,” Johnny says before walking off toward the kitchen.
I shrug and follow him with Sam following me closely behind.
When we get to the kitchen Johnny is leaning against the counter, when he spots us pushes himself off the bench and goes out the back door.
“What the fuck is he doing?” Sam asks as we follow.
When we reach him he’s sitting outside on the grass.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Sam asks this time, directed at Johnny.
He simply smirks and pulls out a bottle of Jack Daniels from his jacket. I smile widely and take a seat next to him on the grass with Sam joining a second later.
“Where’d you find this?” I ask, grabbing the bottle and taking the first gulp.
“Stole it from his parents’ liquor cabinet.” Johnny smirks as I pass the bottle to Sam.
“I see why Charlie is friends with you.” Sam giggles, taking a swig and passing the bottle.
“His parents are going to flip their shit!” Charlie laughs suddenly appearing and sitting in between me and Sam.
“Why are you out here with the lame-os?” Sam asks pulling the bottle back to her. “Thought I’d check on my favorite lame-os” He laughs.
All four of us sit around laughing, passing the bottle getting drunker and funnier with each sip.
“You remember when Charlie split his pants?” Sam laughs hysterically.
“Alright drunky, let’s get you home,” Charlie says blushing.
“I don’t wanna!” Sam pouts, crossing her arms. “We can’t leave pumpkin.” She attempts to whisper but comes out at normal volume.
“I’ll stay with her.” Johnny smiles at my two best friends. “We still have this to finish.” He says holding up the half-empty bottle and shaking it slightly.
“Exactly!” I smile as I snatch the bottle.
“Be good, pumpkin pie,” Sam says crawling over and giving me a sloppy kiss on the cheek before being pulled up by Charlie.
“Bye pumpkin! Bye Johnny!” Charlie calls holding Sam up.
“Yuck,” I say wiping Sam’s spit off my cheek.
“What you don’t like sloppy kisses?” Johnny laughs at me.
“No! Who likes sloppy kisses?” I exclaim.
“Sam apparently.” Johnny laughs.
“Well, she is a sloppy bitch.” I laugh.
“Why’d you come tonight?” I question pulling the bottle out of his hands.
“Charlie begged.” He shrugs, grabbing the bottle back before I could even take a sip.
“Was it everything you hoped and dreamed it would be?” I ask dramatically.
“O-M-G it’s been like everything and more,” Johnny says impersonating a teenage girl, making me burst into laughter.
We sit around joking with each other and finishing the bottle off.
“You know what we sh-should do?” I hiccup leaning closer to Johnny.
“We should hide the bottle and his mom will find it and lose her shit!” I practically yell, not giving him time to answer.
“Such a badass.” Johnny chuckles standing with the bottle in his hand and offering me his free one.
We hide the bottle in the garden shed knowing his mom will find it tomorrow. I just wish I could witness her going nuts.
“How are you getting home?” Johnny asks, stumbling a little.
“Walking,” I tell him.
“I’ll walk you.” He says wrapping his arm around my waist helping me stand, even though both of us can hardly stand up.
“How far is your house?” Johnny whines.
“Only five minutes you lazybones.” I laugh and stumble a bit.
“We’ve been walking forever.” He mumbles pulling me closer.
“It’s been two minutes.”
Five minutes later, as promised, we get to my house and Johnny helps me up the porch stairs.
“Thanks,” I say standing on my tippy toes and kissing his cheek gently.
“You’re welcome,” Johnny whispers back. For the first time, I notice his eyes are icy blue and beautiful.
“You have beautiful eyes,” I whisper, taking a step closer.
“You’re very beautiful,” Johnny whispers, tucking a piece of my light brown hair behind my ear. His eyes flicker to my lips before he leans forward slightly before hesitating.
I quickly close the gap and smash my lips against his. His lips are soft and moving gently against mine.
I deepen the kiss and bite his lip gently.
Johnny opens his mouth and slips his tongue into my mouth.
After a few moments, I pull back slightly.
“Stay the night?” I whisper against his lips.
“Are you sure?” He whispers back.
I nod and smile before opening the door and taking his hand.
I lead him through the living room and down the hallway into my bedroom. I drop his hand and kick my shoes off and peel my dress off so I’m standing in front of him in just my bra and panties.
“Fuck Olivia.” Johnny breathes before pulling me into his chest and slamming his lips into mine again, surprising me.
Never did I think Johnny would be like this.
But I’m not complaining.
I move my hands under his shirt and start to pull it up. Johnny breaks the kiss only for a second to pull it over his head.
I walk backward leading us to my bed and fall down onto my back. Johnny climbs over me and his lips instantly attach themselves to my neck.
Johnny kisses and gently sucks his way down to my bra before reaching around and undoing it and throwing it across the room.
“Jesus, Liv. Your tits are fucking perfect.” Johnny moans before sucking on my nipple.
“Johnny,” I whisper breathlessly as I tug his hair slightly.
Johnny stands quickly and kicks off his jeans and boxers before climbing on top of me again. He pulls my lace panties off and throws them across the room too.
“Are you sure?” he whispers against my lips looking into my eyes.
“Fuck me, Johnny,” I demand lifting my hips.
Without another word, Johnny slips inside of me moaning.
“You feel so good.” He whispers not moving. I lift my hips getting impatient.
Johnny slams his lips into mine and finally starts moving. I moan and dig my nails into his back. He thrusts into me a little faster. I wrap my legs around his hips and push him deeper.
“Olivia.” He moans into my ear.
“Fuck me harder Johnny.” I moan.
He obeys and thrusts into me harder and deeper.
Johnny moves onto his knees and pulls my legs over his shoulders. He brings his hand to my sensitive bud and starts rubbing.
“I’m going to come.” I moan.
Johnny thrusts faster and keeps rubbing until I come all over his cock and hand. Johnny lets my legs go and leans over me and thrusts harder and faster before he comes inside of me.
After a few moments, Johnny gently pulls out of me and rolls off. I roll over and give him a soft kiss on the lips before pulling the blanket over us and snuggling into his chest.
“Sweet dreams.” Johnny whispers, kissing my forehead and pulls me closer.
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I wake the next morning still snuggled in Johnny’s chest.
I lay there snuggling closer, trying not to wake him. I feel safe and comfortable in his arms. And he’s pretty hot if I’m being completely honest.
“Olivia?” I hear my mom’s voice come through the other side of my door.
My eyes fly open and sit up leaving the blanket to pool around my waist.
“Holy shit,” I whisper loudly.
“Morning.” Johnny mumbles, opening his eyes slightly to stare at my tits.
“My mom,” I whisper jumping out of bed trying to find some pajamas.
“You okay, hunny?” Mom calls out through the door.
“I’m fine. Just tired.” I say back throwing clothes around before finally finding some sweatpants and a top.
I walk over to Johnny and pull the blanket over his head and tell him to shush.
I walk over to my door and open it just enough for my head to stick out.
“Morning, Mom.” I give her a small smile.
“Morning hunny. How was the party?” she asks, smiling sweetly at me.
“It was good. I had fun.” I smile.
“Are you sure? I know it must be hard to see Greg.” She sighs. “Did you meet anyone? You need to start thinking of settling down.”
“No, I didn’t. I don’t need to settle down, Mom. I’m only eighteen.” I sigh leaning my head against the door.
“You’re not going to be young forever.” She answers giving me a pointed look. “Me and dad are going to Grove Shore for the day if you want to come? Maybe meet someone?”
“No thanks, Mom. I’m just going to sleep and catch up on homework.” I tell her, pulling the door closer to me when I hear Johnny moving.
“Okay, hunny. Have a good day.” She says before walking away.
As soon as she’s out of sight I shut the door and sigh leaning against it.
“You okay?” Johnny mumbles pulling the blanket off his head.
I groan wordlessly walking over to the bed and throwing myself back onto the bed.
“Your mom seems to want you to settle down.” He says without judgment.
“Apparently finding love is the most important thing in life.” I sigh climbing back under the covers.
“You don’t?” He yawns.
“Nope. It’s stupid and I want no part of it.” I answer, closing my eyes for a moment before speaking again. “Do you?”
“Fuck no.” Johnny chuckles.
“Soooo. Should we talk about last night?” I ask, feeling the blush coming to my cheeks.
“It was just a drunken hookup right?” He questions raising an eyebrow at me.
“Well, yeah.” I say feeling the tension build in my shoulders.
“It was fun. But I don’t want a relationship.” Johnny says in a neutral voice.
“Oh thank fuck.” I sigh, relaxing my shoulders.
“It was pretty fun huh?” I smile.
“Very,” Johnny answers sitting up in my bed. “Wouldn’t say no to seconds.” He smirks down at me.
I sit up and throw my leg over him so I’m straddling him.
“Wouldn’t you?” I whisper moving my lips just above his.
Johnny doesn’t say anything, instead, he answers by grabbing the back of my head and slams his mouth onto mine.
***
On Monday I’m walking to my locker with a smile on my face from the weekend.
Johnny stayed until lunchtime before heading home.
Mom and dad didn’t come home until well after dinner so I didn’t have to hear any more about me settling down or dad going on about how important my grades are.
“Hey, pumpkin.” Sam smiles walking up to me.
“Hey.” I smile at her.
“You look very happy.” She says pushing her shoulder against mine.
“I am,” I tell her before stopping seeing Greg and Kirsten against my locker.
“Come on,” Sam says sadly, grabbing my arm and pulling me away.
But today I don’t have the usual sinking feeling in my stomach.
“So what happened with you and Charlie.” I tease Sam when we reach her locker.
“What? Nothing.” She says a little too quickly and blushing.
“You hooked up with him didn’t you?” I say feeling my happiness grow.
My two best friends are perfect for each other but totally are in denial. I’ve been trying to get them together subtly for years.
“We just kissed a little.” She whispers, eyeing the freshmen walking past.
I can’t help but squeal.
“You’re okay with it?” She asks in disbelief.
“Of course! You two are perfect for each other.” I smile and drag her to first period and filling her in on how I’ve been trying to get them together.
“Hey, horn dog!” I say flopping into my seat, smirking at Charlie who’s talking with Johnny. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Johnny’s body freeze at my words.
Oh shit. He thinks I’m talking to him!
“So I heard you were smooching my best friend Saturday night, Mr. Brooks.” I continue noticing Johnny’s body relax and Charlie’s stiffen.
“W-what?” He asks, blushing.
“I told her.” Sam throws him a small smile.
“Tell me everything!” I say excitedly, needing to know everything.
“Sam can,” Charlie mumbles turning back to Johnny.
“Actually I need your interrogation skills. Johnny hooked up with someone and won’t tell me a thing!” Charlie exclaims pointing at a giant hickey on his neck.
Oops.
“Who is she? Did you have sex? Are you seeing her again? Was it good? How many hickeys did you give her?” Sam asks all at once.
Johnny’s cheeks redden slightly and he shakes his head.
“Aw come on! At least tell me what her tits were like.” Charlie groans, earning a slap on his head from both me and Sam.
The day flies by and the next thing I know it’s last period, history.
“Sick party Greg!” A footballer, Trey, calls out walking into the room. “Same this weekend?” He asks.
“No,” Greg mutters, giving him a dirty look.
“What?” Trey sits with his mouth hanging open. Looking like a fucking goldfish. Johnny gives me a quick elbow and nods in their direction.
“Some jackass stole a bottle of Jack from my parents and left it in the fucking garden shed. They flipped their shit.” Greg spits out glaring at the footballers.
“Now they’re staying home every fucking weekend and I can’t go out.” He sneers at Trey.
I bite back my laugh and glance at Johnny who is doing the same.
“Quiet down, class.” Mrs. Jones says walking into the room.
“Today is the last class you can work on your project. You’ll have to finish it in your own time. So let’s go to the library.” She smiles and leads the way to the library.
“When is this even due?” I ask Sam as we walk arm in arm.
“Three weeks.” She sighs. “How am I meant to concentrate with Charlie as my partner when I just want to rip his clothes off?” She asks as we walk into the library.
“You’ll be fine.” I giggle.
“Try to get all the deets from Johnny about his mystery girl,” she says, smacking my ass and pushing me toward him.
Johnny and I head to the back of the library browsing through books. “So who gave you the hickey?” I smile, waggling my eyebrows.
Johnny chuckles quietly and pulls a book out. “Some chick.” He smirks, putting the book back. “Sam said I had to get all the deets from you…then she slapped my ass,” I add as an afterthought.
“Careful Liv, you might give me ideas.” He winks, dropping a book into my hand.
“Oh yeah? Wanna come over after school and—”
“Olivia.” I’m cut off by Greg walking up to us.
“Yes?” I ask, blushing at nearly getting caught asking Johnny to come over and stepping back toward him.
“I was just wondering if you wanted to come around today? You know, have a catch-up?” He sends me a disgusting smile that was meant to be flirty.
A shiver runs down my spine realizing how sleazy he actually is.
“I’m busy.” I roll my eyes and turn around and bump into Johnny. “Sorry,” I mumble stepping back.
“Just think about it, yeah?” Greg asks before walking away.
“God he’s disgusting.” I shudder and push the book into Johnny’s arms before handing him a couple more, making him roll his eyes.
We end up sitting at a table with Sam and Charlie. Johnny stays silent as he doodles in his notebook.
“Ugh. This is such a stupid topic.” I say throwing my pen onto the table.
“I’d offer to swap but I want to pass.” Sam chuckles, throwing my pen back at me. I sigh and put my head on the desk.
Johnny elbows me in the ribs making me jump up in surprise. He nods slightly to my notebook.
I quickly glance at it and see he’s written something at the bottom of the page.
Tonight?
I suppress a smile and give him a slight nod. He brushes his knee slightly against mine before pulling my notebook over to him and starts drawing over his message.
“What are you drawing?” I ask, peering over his arm.
“Don’t be so nosey.” He mutters moving my book further away.
I lean back in my chair and huff for a moment before reaching over and grabbing his notebook. I start doing my own doodles of stick men with crazy hair and a couple of penises.
“Real mature.” Johnny snorts, pulling his book back.
“Hey! I wasn’t finished.” I pout.
He rolls his eyes before shoving his book into his bag.
I look around and see everyone is packing up. “Did the bell ring?” I ask, scrunching my eyebrows.
“You that focused on the dick?” Charlie laughs. “Maybe you need to get laid.” He continues laughing.
Sam’s eyes focus on mine for a moment before widening.
“Shut up. I’m going to going to walk with Olivia. I’ll see you at seven to study.” Sam says not taking her eyes off mine.
“But I need to study,” I whine throwing my shit into my bag.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Johnny will come over at seven to yours too.” She says waving her hand in a dismissive motion.
As soon as we get into my bedroom Sam jumps onto my bed.
“Tell me everything!” She squeals.
“About what?” I ask not making eye contact while pretending to look around my room.
“You totally slept with Johnny!” She yells.
“Shhh. Mom’s here.” I hush her. “Tell me!” She demands.
I sigh and sit next to her.
“He walked me home and had sex a few times,” I mumble.
“A few times?” She screeches looking like a kid on Christmas.
I tell her about finishing the bottle of Jack Daniels and hiding it and coming back here and of course about mom’s lecture in the morning.
“Oh, that is great! So, what, you’re dating now?” she asks, wiping tears from her eyes.
“No way! It’s just sex.” I shrug.
Sam ends up staying for dinner before heading to Charlie’s place to work on their project.
At seven on the dot, there is a knock on the front door. I jump off the sofa and run to the door before mom or dad could get up.
“Hey,” I say breathlessly. “Hey, Liv.” Johnny smiles.
“Come on.” I grab his hand and pull him toward my room.
“Who’s this?” Dad asks, making me stop.
“Johnny. We’re working on the history project together.” I roll my eyes.
I already told my parents he was coming over.
“Leave the door open.” Dad grunts.
“It’s fine hunny. You can close the door.” Mom smiles sweetly.
“She needs to focus on her school work, not boys.” Dad spits out.
Feeling awkward and embarrassed I pull Johnny toward my room and close the door behind us.
“Sorry,” I mumble looking at my feet. “It’s okay.” He chuckles, dumping his bag on the floor and sitting down on my bed.
When I finally raise my head Johnny has pulled his notebook out. I grab my laptop off the floor and sit next to him. “You have a really messy room.” He states.
“It’s not that bad. ” I state, looking around my room.
There’s clothes scattered everywhere and half a dozen half-empty water bottles.
“Okay, maybe it is.” I giggle.
We spend the next two hours working on our project before my eyes start to feel like they’re starting to cross.
“I need a study break,” I whine slamming my laptop closed and putting it back on its spot on the floor.
“Organised mess?” Johnny chuckles, putting his notebook into his bag.
“Yup.” I smile widely.
“You don’t talk much at school,” I state without thinking. “Not much to say I guess.” He answers moving to lean against my headboard.
“How’d you meet Charlie?” I ask, moving to sit next to him. Close enough to feel the heat from his arms but not close enough to touch.
“I live next door to him.” He says grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers.
“You do?” I gasp sitting up and facing him. I’ve gone to Charlie’s thousands of times and never seen him around.
“Yeah.” He smiles.
“Enough talking,” Johnny demands before pulling my face to his.
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