I hear her sigh and catch the tips of her beaten up, black Converse shift in front of me. "Yeah, I know."

"I'm sick of it," I flatly tell her. I'm used to seeing and talking to her every day. I want my girl back, but not just as a friend. I want all of her. Every piece she'll give me. "I don't want to be friends anymore."

"Wh-what?" I heard the disbelief in her voice.

My gaze quickly darts up to hers. A tempest of emotions swirl on her face as the whites of her eyes start to redden. She's upset?

"You don't want to be friends anymore?" Her brows pinch together, and a fat tear pools up before dropping onto her cheek. I don't think I've ever seen her cry before, and the sight slaughters me.

"No!" I quickly realize she's misunderstood me. Way to go, Zander. "That's not what I meant. I mean I don't want to be just friends with you anymore. God, Ollie-" I scoot closer to her and wipe the tears from her cheeks. "Please don't cry."

"You don't want to be just friends anymore? What the hell does that mean?!" Ollie's voice hitches as she tries to get control of herself.

"I mean, I want to be with you." My hand cups the back of her neck as I run my thumb over her soft skin.

"You are with me." Ollie frustratingly throws her hands out to the side. "We're at a freaking beach together!"

Great, we've fallen into the realm of irrational thought. Ollie's so worked up she's not completely hearing what I'm saying.

"Sunshine. Listen to me." I chuckle and pull her closer so I can wrap my arms around her. "I want you to be mine. I want you all to myself." My smile widens as I run my thumb along her lips. Unable to resist any longer, I lean in and plant a gentle kiss on her soft lips. Need jolts through me, and soon I'm running the tip of my tongue across her mouth, begging for entrance.

A sharp gasp escapes her lips, and to my surprise when she pulls back. Confusion floods her features as she searches my face.

My brows pinch together, trying to figure out what's wrong. This isn't exactly the reaction I was expecting. "What's wrong, Sunshine?"

"You want me all to yourself?" She repeats my words slowly as if chewing it over in her head.

I'm not sure if she's just not getting what I'm trying to say, but I nod. The confused look on her face only grows, though, and she starts to look agitated.

"Why?" She asks, catching me completely off guard.

Out of all the questions, I thought she might have, a simple, why, wasn't on my list. My mouth drops open and shuts a few times as I try to find the words to explain how her bright smile gives me a reason to wake up every morning, how I look forward to her quirky attitude and off-the-wall comments every day, and how every night I fall to sleep thinking about her gorgeous face. But they don't come. I just sit here looking like a dying fish gasping for air.

Ollie grabs her shoes and slips them back on while I just gape like an idiot. "Is it because Creed's started showing interest in me?"

"What?!" I jerk back like she's slapped me in the face. My hand drops from off her jaw, and I back up. "What the hell does he got to do with it?"

"You tell me! It wasn't until Becca dumped Creed that you started showing interest in me. That goddamn rivalry you too have, I can only assume that fighting over Becca got boring and I've become the new prize." Ollie tucks her feet under her before rising to her knees. "Is that it? Am I some kind of race to see who can get me as their girlfriend first?"

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