My Fake Relationship (3 page)

Next Day:

School went pretty bad. Everyone was asking me questions about me and Grant.

“Oh why did he break up with you?” “Aw sweetie I’m so sorry!” “He’s such a jerk! I don’t know why you ever went out with him.” And then there was a rumor going around that he broke up with me because I wouldn’t ‘do it’. It was a load of bullshit! I was sick of it! Zane and I didn’t talk or even really look at each other. We both knew we need to have our freedom until tomorrow. I got home and sighed as I went into my room. My cell rang and I picked it up.

“What?” I asked annoyed.

“Oh, is that how you treat your fake boyfriend now?”

I closed my eyes and sighed once again.

“Zane,” I said

“Olivia,” I could hear the amusement in his voice. “I’m coming to pick you up about 7 tomorrow, so be ready,” he said sternly; like a father.

“And what if I’m not?” I challenged.

He seemed shocked to hear me say that.

“Do you really want to know?” he threatened. His voice was so calm and seductive. I decided I didn’t.

“Whatever bye.”

“Wear something good tomorrow, OK?”

I almost gasped again. I glared at the wall ahead of me.

“I’ll wear what I freaking want to!” I yelled and hung up. I shook my head biting my lip. What is so wrong with my clothes?! I looked down at my pants and stood up. I went to my full length mirror and saw the baggy jeans sliding off my hips. The shirt I had had paint splotches on it. Maybe I do need to get some more clothes. I thought of Grant and Kendra together today. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed my keys and my parent’s credit card and left for the mall.

I got a lady from my favorite shop to help me pick out some good clothes for my body type. She had said I was the perfect shape for this pretty short red and white polka-a-dot summer dress. I think I fell in love with it before I even put it on. They only had one in stock.

“Oh my gosh! It’s perfect! I knew it would fit you! And it’s the last one.”

I twirled in the mirror looking like a model. I hate my baggy jeans. I smiled.

“I’ll take it.” The lady picked out millions of jeans and basically tore off my other jeans I had been wearing. She picked out a whole bunch of tight pretty and skimpy shirts. I knew my clothes in my closet were going to be thrown away for my new clothes. These were better. I hated wearing clothes like this but now I didn’t care. I wanted to impress Grant and make him want me back. He is going want me back for sure. Once he sees me in that red dress….he is totally mine! I looked in the mirror. I was going to look like a sexy Olivia Taylor tomorrow.

I heard the car door shut and I raced across the room to look out the window. Zane walked up to the door wearing his famous black leather jacket; his hair messy, in a good way. The doorbell rang. I grinned as I grabbed my new purse, put on my Aviator sunglasses and headed down the stairs. I almost tripped with the black boots I was wearing. I took a deep breath then opened up the door. Zane was looking at something but quickly averted his eyes on me. I stood looking sexy by the door. His blue eyes were wide and he looked over me a couple times.

“Olivia?” he asked.

I smirked and put on my sunglasses.

“Yes?” I asked, my voice higher pitched, more girlie. I decided on wearing tight black jeans and a red strapless shirt with a big bow on my breast, plus a pair of high black boots.

His eyes were wider than I have ever seen.

“Damn, Taylor!” he said as I moved past him.

“Eat your heart out,” I said and put down my sunglasses.

I heard him laugh and ran after me. He grabbed my waist before I could get in the car and pushed me up against it.

I gasped. “Get off me!”

He looked down on me; his hands still on my waist. He was about two inches taller than me, maybe less so we were almost at eye level. He looked up in my eyes. He wiggled his eyebrows.

“You’re looking hot today. I’ve done well.”

I rolled my eyes but they were wasted on him since I had sunglasses on. His leg moved between my legs and my breath caught.

“Now if we can get you going….” I pushed him back and he laughed. “Kidding!” he said putting his hands up.

“Whatever! Let’s just go, so we can get this over with.” I got in his car and then he got in. Zane kept looking at me as we drove. We got to the parking lot and everyone was going inside. We both got out and I slung my backpack over my shoulder. Zane came around to me and sighed.

“You’re right. I can’t believe we are doing this,” he mumbled.

I nodded. I reached to grab his hand but he jerked it away.

“Give me your damn hand!” I muttered as people started to see us.

He rolled his eyes and took my hand. Surprisingly they fit together perfectly. Don’t get any ideas Olivia. I threatened myself. We started to walk. Not too close together but enough that sometimes I would feel his arm hit mine. People stared at us as we walked up the steps.

“Hey man!” Zane called and waved to a friend of his. I smiled and calmly walked by. We went into the school and everyone stopped and looked directly at us. I took off my sunglasses. Everyone started to whispered.

“Who’s the hot chick?”

“Is she new?”

“Dude, I bet she’s from France!”

“Man I’d like to tap that!” The mummers were all around. I felt good today. I felt confident. Zane walked me to my locker and spun me around. I wanted to yell but saw eyes on us.

“Honey,” Zane said in a sweet voice.

“Yes, baby?” I asked touching his arm.

He looked surprised and cleared his throat.

“I’ll take your books so you don’t have to worry about them.”

I smiled.

“Sure,” I handed him over all my books and smirk. They were heavy.

He grunted slightly.

“Come on,” he muttered. I took his hand and it unbalanced him but I didn’t care. I wasn’t carrying my books.

People asked us all sorts of questions. It was funny how people reacted when they saw us together. But they were more surprised to see how much I had changed.

“I changed because I wanted the best for my baby.” I squeezed Zane’s cheek.

He smiled in pain, and then glared at me as they looked away. Next was lunch. We hadn’t seen Grant and Kendra but we knew they knew. We were the talk of the school. So before we went into the cafeteria, I pushed Zane in a hall without kids and sighed.

“Man, this is so tiring.”

“You think?” he said and massaged his hand.

I grinned.

“You squeezed it so hard I thought I wasn’t going to have a hand.”

“Oh get over it, you big baby!”

He looked up at me.

“I like it when you call me that.” He winked.

I rolled my eyes.

“Tell me again why I wanted to do this?”

He thought for a moment.

“Because you’re truly and madly in love with me deep down?”

I gasped.

“Nah.” 

He frowned and pouted.

“Come on, I look good today. Just for you.”

I laughed.

“You don’t look that good.”

I grabbed his hand and he winced. “Come on.” We went into the cafeteria and we both inhaled a little. There in the corner were Kendra and Grant. They were feeding each other pudding. Ewe! “Let’s get something first, and then we’ll go over there.” He nodded and stared at them as we got in line. I hit him in the ribs when we got in line.

“Ow!” he complained.

“Pay attention to me!” I muttered.

He laughed and then I could feel his breath on my neck.

“Why? Are you jealous?”

Goose-bumps rose on my arms and I tried to act like it didn’t bother me. What are you talking about?! It didn’t! Of course it didn’t….why would it?

“EW no!” I said and laughed.

We got food and walked to their table. “Hey guys!” I said cheery. They both looked up at me with wide eyes. Kendra had a spoon full of pudding on its way into Grant’s mouth but it dropped to the table.

“Olivia?” they both asked.

Zane put his hand around my waist. I gave them my best smile. Grant’s eyes glazed over as he looked at me.

“Yeah, silly!

Hey can Zane and I sit with you guys?” her eyes went to Zane and they bulged. Grant took his water, suddenly looking parched, as he looked at us.

“What….” She stammered.

“Oh! Sorry Kendra, Zane and I are together now.”

Grant spit out his water; some coming out his nose. Zane swallowed a laugh but I could feel his body shaking a little.

“You’re what?!” they both yelled staring at us.

I smiled.

“Awww… you didn’t know?” they both shook their heads dumbly. “Zane asked me out as soon as Kendra dumped him.” He bumped me in a rough way. I smirked slightly. “So we’re together now. Can we sit here?” I asked, sliding into a seat next to Grant. He still stared at me dumbfounded.

Zane took the seat next to Kendra. He didn’t even look at her. I could see a vein on his neck bulge. I looked up at him but he didn’t even look up.

“Zane, baby?”

He finally looked up. His eyes were a little sad but something wasn’t right.

“Yeah?” he asked.

“You want to come over after school? Remember my parents are gone. It will be fun.”

He smirked a little.

“Sure.”

I frowned slightly then turned and smiled at Grant. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be to see him. I started to eat and felt uneasy about why Zane wasn’t talking. But who cares! I’m only stuck with him for a while then Grant and I will be back together.

I went to my locker to gather my books. Zane said he would meet me at the door. I went to the door but didn’t see Zane. I looked out the window and saw Kendra backed up against Grant’s car looking flushed and excited. I gritted my teeth together.

“I hate that girl.”

I jumped and turned around.

“Hell Zane!” I yelled.

He laughed.

“No actually it’s just school but close enough.”

I gasped and rolled my eyes.

“I can’t believe this. They don’t even seem fazed by seeing us.”

I shook my head in disgust.

“I’m not surprised. It’s going to take a little more than that for them to want us back.”

I nodded and sighed.

“I guess.”

“Do I still have to come over to your house, though?”

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.

“Yes! What if someone sees you out? They’ll know we are lying.”

He grinned.

“So you are really starting to enjoy this, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, right!” I said and scoffed turning so he couldn’t see a little pink in my cheeks.

He took me back to my house and I got out of the rust bucket.

“It is not a rust bucket!” Zane said jumping out of the car.

I looked back at him and threw my head back and laughed.

“Yeah it is! Look at the bumper it’s about to fall off! And your mirror… it has a crack in it.”

He pouted.

“You’re not a very supportive girlfriend.” He muttered.

I shook my head.

“That’s for school….not now.” I unlock the door and went in. He followed. I dropped my bag and took off the boots sighing with relief.

“Ha-ha!” he said and plopped himself down on the couch.

I rolled my eyes.

“This isn’t your house. Get your feet off the couch!” I growled.

He laughed and kept them there. He taunted me.

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Zane, get them off. If my parents knew….they would slaughter you.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“What are you going to do about it Princess? Claw me with your fingernails?”

“You little—“I ran over there and grabbed his feet.

He looked surprised. I threw them off but just as they went off he caught my arms and pulled at me.

“Freaking...tough….” he grunted trying to get me down. I hit at his arm around my wrist. Finally, I kicked him in the ribs with my foot. I laughed and almost fell back. I went to run but he caught my ankle and yanked me back and landed on top of him. He grunted and I hit him in the chest.

“You’re a tough one,” he said. “And heavy!”

I gasped.

“Ass wipe!” I yelled.

He laughed but grunted. I pushed at him and we wound up falling off the couch. He was on me. I gave out a huff.

“Yeah, you are too, there big boy! Now get off!” I yelled. I pushed at his arm and he laughed then stopped as it gave out and he fell inches from my face. His deep blue eyes looked at me and I swallowed. His body was warm above me. His chest was tight and muscular and it tempted me. His lips were inches from mine and I kept looking at them. They looked so soft….my breathing was heavy and a piece of his hair touched my cheek. He looked really good….I felt….good. What is wrong with you?! Eww it’s Zane! I shook my head a little.

“Zane get off!” I yelled in his face.

He frowned then jumped back.

“Gosh, you’re such a prick,” he said laughing, shaking himself a little.

“Me?! You’re the one who wouldn’t get your damn feet off my couch!”

He laughed.

“I’m hungry,” he said suddenly and went into the kitchen. I gave out a sigh and stood up. My legs shook a little and I regained control of myself. You have got to get yourself together Olivia! You’re practically lusting over the first guy you have in sight since Grant. Get over yourself! Get a life! This is fake and it won’t last long. So don’t get used to it! I went into the kitchen and Zane was drinking out of the milk carton.

“Hey!” I yelled.

He smiled and a drip of milk slipped down his chin.

“Ah!” he said and put it back in the frig wiping the back of his hand over his mouth.

“You’re sick,” I said and grabbed a granola bar from the cupboard. I sat on the counter and nibbled at it.

“Maybe we should go on a double date with them….well after a week or whatever. Just to show that we are serious.”

I frowned thinking.

“Yeah, we could do that.” He said shrugging. His hair came down in front of his eyes and he pushed it back. My stomach did flips…..for some stupid reason! It was the granola bar! That’s it. Yeah I shouldn’t eat it. It’s making me feel sick. I put it down and thought.

“We should probably lay low for a while, then when we see them, act like the perfect couple.” Zane said.

I nodded.

He moved his shoulder and winced.

I grinned.

“My books are heavy, aren’t they?”

He glared daggers.

“You have no idea.”