OliverAshford: Leave him the fuck alone, would you?
A flood of regret hits me the moment I see my own comment pop up underneath his.
“Shit, shit, shit,” I mutter under my breath.
My skin’s hot.
I feel fucking crazy.
I’m not the type to get in comment battles online, and I sure as fuck don’t need to instigate shit with his ex. I should be ignoring him, plain and simple.
Within a minute, I go back and delete the comment.
Hunter comes back over after doing a set on the pull up bar, nodding at my phone.
“You’ve been nice and cozy with Niko lately, haven’t you? He keeps posting cute pictures. Getting that dick wet finally, Oliver?”
“Didn’t know you check Instagram.”
“Weston showed me the pics. If you’re actually getting action, this is like Christmas day for me.”
Hunter is the only person in Onyx who knows the truth about me. One day earlier this semester, I opened up to him about the fact that I’m a virgin on a desperate night. I wanted Hunter to help me spread a rumor that I’m good in bed, and…
The rumor spread very well.
But it didn’t help me get anyactualsex.
“I’m not getting any action,” I admit. “Well. A little, technically, but…”
He frowns. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
I can feel the secret inside me like a pot full of water that’s about to boil over.
“The stuff with Niko is all fake,” I blurt out.
And another flood of instant regret hits me, even faster than it did with my comment online.
“Tell me more. With details,” Hunter says.
I tell him everything as we head over toward the showers in the locker room.
“Back in high school, I was alone for prom,bothtimes,” I admit. “Literally alone, standing on the wall, wishing someone would dance with me. It was like a fucking sad teen movie.”
“Yikes. I never gave a fuck about prom, but that still sounds embarrassing. Sorry, Ollie.”
I wave a hand through the air. “It’s all in the past. But Ican’t stand the idea of going to the first college winter formal alone or with a friend, so… I’m doing this with Niko.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket.
You’re going to be at the get-together tonight, right? We need to be seen together.
I show the text to Hunter, because thankGodI can finally show someone.
Hunter lifts an eyebrow. “You two are going to put on a show tonight?”
“Yep. I swear the motherfucker is edging me.”
“With what? Isn’t it all just fake, anyway?”