for you

Part 3

I threw my bag down and laid flat onto my bed. I hope Amy, my aunt doesn't come by today. Oliver and I are probably gonna have a whole ass makeout sesh and I can't have her around. Or not, depending on that guy's mood. 

Yes, we have been dating for a couple years now but I can never predict him. It's quite confusing how our relationship works so I'd rather not explain. 

I quickly change into something comfier and just as I was done the doorbell rang. I ran towards the door and opened it. 

"Hey babe" he leaned in and we locked lips for several seconds. "Is your mom home?"

"No. She's at work." He doesn't know what my mom works as. He never asks so I'll never tell. 

"Wonderful" he picks me up as I hook my legs around his waist and he brings me to our bedroom. 

He puts me down on the bed and he hovers me. 

"Your too beautiful. How am I gonna go 3 months without seeing your pretty face everyday? This is making me insecure." I snicker and we makeout for a couple minutes. 

"I'll be fine. I'll tell everyone I have a handsome boyfriend waiting for me here and they would stay away" I say as pulled away for air. 

"They should be" he growls and continues to kiss me, making me breathless. 

After a while we sat in my bed cuddling, him shirtless. Out of boredom I began sketching traces of our initials on his toned body. 

"Babe, can you stop it. You're distracting me" he says and pulls my hand away. 

"From what?" I giggle and look up to him.

He was focused on his phone, probably reading something. I stared at how his sharp light green eyes move around the screen so attentively, creasing his forehead a bit. His dark blonde hair falls near his eyes making him look absolutely eternal and beautiful, like a piece of art. 

"Don't test my patience, Ruby. You know how I get mad easily, don't you?"

I sigh and looked back down. "Hm" 

"Oh and if possible, you should stop staring at me too much when it's unnecessary. It's kinda creepy not gonna lie" 

I slightly flinch at his sharp words but quickly covered it with a nod. "Okay." 

I clutch the sheet that I was holding towards my chest to try to cover my bare skin. I always get worried about my appearance when I'm with Oliver. That boy always tries to have sex when he's with me, or even a hot makeout sesh so I always had to make sure I wasn't too heavy so that I wasn't putting too much weight on him. 

"I'm kidding by the way. You're so sensitive sometimes" he mumbles the last words but I heard it loud and clear. 

I press my lips to a thin line to try to hide my breathy sigh. "I know" 

I don't know if I'm gonna miss this life of being a popular girl with popular friends and a popular boyfriend. 

But I don't like to think about it.