"God I can't believe you, Devin." A familiar voice spoke. I yanked back and looked up towards the beach. Oliver was standing there with his hands out motioning to Zane and me.
"Oli, I'm so sorry." I backed away from Zane and towards Oliver.
"No don't you dare call me that. It's over. We're over. This whole this is over. Just wait until he comes back." Was the last thing before he said before turning on his heel and walking away.
"When who comes back?" Zane yelled after him but it was too late, Oliver was already heading towards his car in the parking lot. "Something's not right." Zane pulled me back towards him and started at Oliver's retreating car. "When did you guys meet?" I turned around so I was facing him.
"He moved in maybe a week after me, why? What's going on?"' Zane looked past me again then his eyes darted to mine.
"I don't know." His gaze settled on my lips. "I'm so sorry." He spoke, tears pooling in his eyes. My breathing hitched in my throat as he stepped closer. "Can I?" I nodded and he crashed his lips onto mine. He hoisted me up on to his hips and supported me by placing his hands on my bottom, his thumbs on my hip bone. After a few minutes, I pulled away for air. He grinned as he looked at me. "I missed you. So much." He softly kissed my neck. "Are you okay?" He finally asked.
"I don't know." I shrugged. "I-I liked him. I liked Oliver. He was nice. A little too fast though." Zane froze and put me down. "I tried to get him to slow down, but he didn't want to," I added, wondering why Zane's acting up now.
"I don't want to know how he fucked you." He growled making my cheeks flush.
"I-that's not what I meant. You have a dirty mind!" I blabbered. "I just felt like we moved too fast! Relationship wise." Zane tilted his head back and chuckled. "Now that's not something I missed. You always think about things in a dirty way." He laughed again and pulled me into his arms.
"Only for you babe." I pulled back and squinted.
"You still aren't my boyfriend. You don't get to call me that." Ouch. I could see the pain in his eyes.
"Then be my girlfriend." He said in a duh tone.
"Hmmm." I tilted my head and scratched my chin, thinking. "No." His eyes darkened as I said that two letter word.
"No? You don't want to be my girlfriend? You don't want to get back together?"
"I do Zane, but this time, let's just move slow. I'm going to be busy with school and everything and you can't just leave your pack." I pointed out.
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