My Fake Relationship (5 page)

“No! Stop it!” Zane yelled at me.

I growled.

“It hurts that way!”

I grabbed his hand and put our fingers together, then made sure my arm was over his. Because the other way my arm got cramps and he knew that. We were walking up to the movie theater and we were still fighting.

“Zane! Cut it out!” I yelled.

He smirked.

I grabbed the back of his head with a fist full of hair.

“Ow!” he yelled and grabbed mine.

“Let go,” I warned and pulled harder.

He grunted.

“Not till you do,” and he pulled just as hard.

I whimpered.

“Fine!” I let go, then he did too.

I held the back of my head and rubbed it. He did the same. “You’re such a girl.” I muttered.

He shook his head.

“You’re such a boy.”

I glared at him.

We went to the ticket counter, not holding hands and got our tickets.

We walked in arguing over that he was a girl and I was boy.

“Look, there they are,” he whispered.

Grant and Kendra stood by the entrance to the movie gazing into each other’s eyes. Grant had never looked at me that way before. My heart sunk. Were they really in love? Did we even have a chance to get back together with them? I glanced over at Zane and saw the same questions. I took his hand, the way he wanted it, but didn’t look at him. His fingers wrapped around mine gently. We walked over and put on our best smiles.

“Hey guys!” I called.

They turned toward us and smiled. Grant put his arm around Kendra and hers around him. I tried to ignore the urge to frown. Grant looked at me, his eyes a little wide.

I stood next to Zane. He gulped. I smiled.

“Aw, I hope I don’t get scared,” Kendra said to Grant, holding on and laughing a little. I heard Zane gasp but they didn’t.

“I know!” I agreed and held onto Zane’s arm.

He looked down at me and gave me a wink and a smile.

“It’s ok baby I’ll take care of you.”

I smiled and batted my eye lashes.

“Olivia, you’ve always loved scary movies. You’ve never been scared of them before,” Grant said with a laugh.

I looked at him and glared.

“I’ve changed a lot since then, Grant.”

He cleared his throat and I looked back at Zane. He rolled his eyes. I shrugged and we went into the theater. The credits were playing and there were only about a dozen people in the place. We went to the third row from the top and sat down. Kendra sat beside me with Zane on my other side. My hands were sweating as soon as we got in there. Zane and I let our hands go. It was awkward sometimes with him. I put my feet up on the chair in front of me and Zane did the same. The movie started up and I took in a deep breath. So this isn’t too bad. It feels like old times. When we would go out together, Kendra and I would sit like this. It’s just Zane’s with me and Grant’s with her. See, no difference. I smiled lightly. I looked down and saw Zane’s hand on the arm rest. It was long and thin. His fingers looked rough but I knew how gently and soft they were. Did Kendra know this? Or did she just go out with him just because? I heard a giggled after someone screamed in the movie and looked over. Grant was nuzzling Kendra’s neck, whispering something. I gritted my teeth together. I looked over at Zane who looked bored at the screen.

“Zane?” I whispered and pinched his arm. He looked over at me and sighed. “Kiss me.”

His eyes got wide well what I could see.

“What?” he asked.

“I said, kiss me.” My breath was low.

He looked around me and saw Kendra and Grant. He narrowed his eyes at them, and then turned to me. He surprised me by putting his hand on my jaw and bringing me to him. His hand was cold on my neck but I liked it. I made the first move and kissed him. His lips were warm and just the way they felt yesterday but more….I wasn’t sure. My stomach was fluttering with butterflies and I felt like I was floating. It sure hell didn’t feel this way with Grant! But why didn’t it? We parted our lips and tongues touched. I gasped a little but put my hands in his hair. His other hand was on my shoulder. Our breathing was heavy and we had to pull back before we couldn’t breathe. I bit at my lip as we looked at each other. I didn’t know what to say. We both felt it was different for each other. But I wasn’t going to admit that.

“I think they saw, so that’s all we’ll do.”

He nodded stiffly and we turned back to the movie.

“Wow! That was such a good movie!” Kendra gushed, as we went back to our cars. I looked over at her and raised an eyebrow.

“Do you even know what it’s about?”

She stared at me a moment, looking like a blow up doll.

“Um, yeah!” she looked away. She didn’t even know. It was a good movie but it wasn’t scary. Zane and I didn’t really talk but mostly in our thoughts.

“So you guys want to go to the Burger restaurant?”

I looked at Zane and shrugged.

“Sure, Kendra,” he said and put his hand around my waist. It surprised me. “My baby needs something to eat.”

I looked over at her nervously. She smiled but it quivered.

“Y-yeah, of course,” she stuttered. We got back into our cars and we went to the dinner.

“Well, that turned out pretty well.” I mumbled, as we headed to the door and went in. Kendra and Grant followed slowly behind us.

He laughed.

“Yeah, sure it did. Like, it wasn’t awkward and weird.” He opened up the door for me and I went in. He held it open for Grant and Kendra.

I smiled at him. He came back to me and Grant and Kendra found a seat in the corner. Zane slid in first, and then I went in beside him. Grant and Kendra were across from us. The place was busy and I figured we wouldn’t get served for a while.

“So how are you two doing?” Kendra asked, leaning over the table to us. She sat across from Zane. Grant watched me and I tried not to look up at him. Zane sighed and laid a lazy arm around my shoulder. I smiled.

“Great! I just love my Zaney!” I said and playfully knocking him in the side. He grinned. It felt weird doing this. I hated being fake and plastic. But this is how I’m going to make Grant jealous.

“Yeah, and I love you, too,” he pinched my cheek and I tried to smile but it came forced.

He saw and grinned wider.

“Aww… you’re just so cute!” I said.

“Not as cute as you!” he said.

“Well, I have to give you that one!” I wiggled my eye brows and he glared for a moment but then smiled. “So yeah, we’re doing great!” Kendra smiled but it wasn’t real. I saw it before. Grant looked mad but then Kendra put her hand on his lap and patted it.

“We are too!” she expected us to ask but we didn’t. She sighed.

“Hello, how may I help you?” a waitress asked finally coming to take our orders.

“Oh yeah!” Zane slapped my butt and winked at Grant. Grant merely smiled. I laughed and turned and glared at him.

“Zane, get out so I can sit back down.” I said and smiled. He grinned and stood up.

“I’ll be right back,” Zane said and headed to the restroom. Kendra did the same. I sat back down in the seat and wished I had gone too. This was really awkward.

“So you and Walker,” Grant said nodding. I nodded. This was the first time I had been alone with him since we broke up. “You really like him?” he asked. I looked up and narrowed my eyes at him.

“Yeah I do.” He clenched his teeth.

“I was thinking…” he said looking down. “I thought maybe we could—“

“Back, did ya miss me?” Zane asked, with a grin and his arms open. I smiled.

“Of course!” I giggled and he slid in next to me. Kendra came back and looked at Grant. “My mom said I need to be home in 10 minutes. So let’s go.” Grant stood up hastily and put his jacket back on.

“Awww… ok,” I said and pushed Zane to stand up.

“Yeah, sorry,” she said quickly. Zane smirked.

“OK, well bye,” I said and waved.

She waved but frowned. Her and Grant walked out and we watched them get into the car and drive away. What was Grant going to tell me? Zane gently started gliding his hand down to my butt. I slapped it and threw it back at him then went out the door.

“Aw come on!” he complained.

I rolled my eyes and got into his car.

A month later:

Zane and I had been together a whole month and one week now. We tried our best to make Grant and Kendra jealous, but it didn’t matter what we did, nothing seemed to bother them. Once in a while they would break but then they would act as if nothing happened. But we weren’t giving up. Zane and I would still rant on to each other and fight but it was better. But we hadn’t kissed since that night.

“Oh, would you just shut up!” Zane complained as we came into my house.

“You shut up! I’m the one who has to deal with you!” I yelled.

He threw himself down onto the couch dramatically.

“Drama queen,” I muttered.

He grinned.

“Get me something to eat,” he ordered grabbing the TV buttons.

“What do I look like? Your slave?” I said putting my hands on my hips.

He looked me up and down and was about to say something but I put a finger up.

“Just don’t answer that.”

He laughed.

I went up stairs and changed out of my tight clothes. I put on a pair of my loose jeans and a tank top. I put my hair up in a pony tail and went back down stairs. I cooked grilled cheese and got two beers from the frig. My parents wouldn’t be home till late so why not? I went back into the living room and slapped his plate down onto the coffee table.

He looked up his eyes wide.

“What?” I asked frowning. I pushed his feet and sat down.

He kept looking at me strangely.

“Oh…nothing,” he forced his eyes away from me and I kept frowning as I bit into my sandwich. I handed him over a beer and he raised an eyebrow. I shrugged and opened mine. It tasted awful but I really didn’t care. We were watching an old rerun of Smallville. I loved the show.

“So, you watch this?” I asked taking another swig of my drink.

He nodded.

“Yeah, it’s cool.”

Five beers for both of us, 4 episodes of Smallville and 4 hours later and we were loopy. “Oh my gosh! I can’t believe Chloe would reject him like that!” I yelled my hands flopping by my sides. Zane and I were lounged on the couch our heads almost touching our bodies hang off the couch.

“But Clark was being an ass! He deserved it.”

I rolled my eyes.

“But she is his friend she should be ok with what every Clark decides.”

Zane sighed.

“It’s just the way it is.”

I frowned.

Our words had slurred halfway through our second beer. Wow, who knew you could get buzzed off of that! It was dark out and I didn’t know when my parents would be home. Zane blew out a breath and I looked over at him. My mind was foggy again. My body over took me before I could even control it. I sat on my knees and looked down at Zane. He looked up at me then saw something in my eyes. His eyes got serious for a moment then turned drunkenly happy. He grabbed my waist and yanked me down on top of him. I gave out a shriek giggle and started kissing him. Our legs got tangled together and I ran my hands through his hair. I didn’t care if I was drunk! This was good! And even though I didn’t exactly feel drunk he didn’t know that. So tomorrow, if he asks why I kissed him, I’ll say I was drunk, not that I actually might have feelings for him and wanted to kiss him so badly.

He was drunk too so he’ll think we both were drunk and didn’t mean to kiss. Yes, it’s perfect! Boy was he drunk! The way he was holding me, the way he was kissing me was like nothing before! He was definitely drunk! Our tongues came together and I moaned. He kissed my neck and I smiled my eyes closed. Man this felt so good! I was hot. He kissed down my throat to the middle of my chest where a freckle was. He kissed it and I felt lust for him. Or more than that? Then his phone vibrated. We both jumped and he pushed me off him.

I grumbled and stood up. He grabbed his phone, washing off his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Yeah?” he asked out of breath. “Mom!.....yeah….what’s wrong?....” worry started in my stomach. He clenched his teeth. “Yeah, I’ll be there……it’s ok…..yeah, I’m coming home.”

He stood up and looked at me while he put his shoes on. “Listen I got to go.” His words were crisp and clear.

“Why? Is something wrong?” I asked.

He shook his head.

“No, well, I’m not sure. But I have to go.”

He stood up and wobbled a little.

“Wait, should you really be driving?”

He half smiled at me.

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

I nodded.

He came over to me and stared down into my eyes. “Bye,” he said and then left. I heard his car start up and blew out a quivering breath.

Wow that was exciting! I thought. But wait. You don’t like him, remember? I asked myself. I nodded.

“Yeah, I don’t like him.” I’m just using him. I thought and smiled.

“Olivia?”

I was in my room doing homework that night when my mom called. I went down the stairs and she was in the kitchen holding empty beer cans.

“Mom, I-I-I….I can explain,” I stuttered.

She shook her head.

“How many did you drink?” she asked.

“Just five and Zane had five too,” she sighed and closed her eyes.

“Olivia I’m disappointed but I’m not going to ground you.”

I looked at her surprised. “What? Why?”

She laughed and smiled.

“They’re non-alcoholic sweetie.”

My mouth fell to the ground as she came over to me and kissed my forehead.

“Night.”

I swear a fly went into my mouth. If I wasn’t drunk….and he wasn’t drunk….we were both somber…..that means….I gulped. We both did that. We both wanted to make out with each other.

“Non- alcoholic beer…..mother fu—“