“If my eyes are covered by shadows
If my lips cannot utter a sound
The truth within me shall find you
By the light of our infinite bond.”
-Collette O'Mahony
28| lips
Oliver stops in mid-sentence. His mouth is half-open while he looks at me. He doesn’t move.
Am I looking weird? I look down at my dress. No, it’s okay. I didn’t do much tonight. I might even look like I’m wearing no makeup if not for the lipstick.
I swallow and walk up to them. Jason glances at Oliver. He has a sly smile on his face like he knows something I don’t.
“Hi,” I say.
Oliver is still staring at me. I almost feel shy.
“You-you good?” I ask, stuttering.
Oliver finally looks away. He blinks. Jason is pressing his lips together. He looks like he’s fighting his laughter.
“Um, did I do something wrong?” I ask timidly as I sit down at one of the bar stools.
Jason smiles. “Nope. You did something fantastic!”
Oliver looks at Jason. A silent conversation passes between them.
“In fact,” Jason says looking at Oliver, “I’m going to leave you two alone so—”
“No,” Oliver says almost instantly.
I look from Jason to Oliver. Jason chuckles.
“Oh yeah,” he says. “I’ve got things to do!”
Jason stands up from his stool. Winking at us, he walks from the table. Oliver stares after him as he leaves.
I realize Oliver and I are alone. I look at him as he swallows. He glances at me. He is wearing a dark blue, almost black, button-down. His blonde hair is falling over his forehead, making me want to brush it away.
“Hey, we are almost matching,” I blurt out, looking down at my dress. Oliver glances at his shirt.
“Move over. Let me get a drink.” A guy walks to our bar table and stands between us, reaching for the drinks. I get annoyed. I look at Oliver.
Oliver stands up and gazes at me as if to ask if I want to leave.
I nod. More people crowd the table. It’s like they can’t give us a second of peace even in the corner.
We walk around aimlessly. Without Jason, we are kind of lost. I’m not even kidding. If he was here, he would have found something fun to do. I’m fun as long as I get to tease Oliver.
What will I even tease him about? His brother’s birthday? I don’t think so.
I look at Oliver sideways. He doesn’t look happy here. Honestly, I think he hates parties.
“You came out of your room,” I state.
Oliver looks at me. “I’m regretting it.”
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