MONTGOMERY plops down on the couch and sighed in boredom, pulling out his phone from his back pocket and scrolled through his Twitter account. He wasn't the one who created his account but Olivia, when she spent her free time hanging out with his older brother, Dawson, and their group of friends.
He brings the cold rim of the beer bottle on his lips and took a quick sip before frowning at his phone screen when he sees Alex's recent tweets that says:
i'm glad to finally see my main bitch
hope she figure this one out :--(
@noahc_ tell her to answer my calls need 2 tell something v urgent
breakfast with livvie 💓
He knew the only person Alex calls his 'main bitch' was his ex-girlfriend and now that she had found her way back to his mind again, he knew he had no escape. His thumb automatically types her old username and her old account shows up on the very top of the search list and he taps on it and it's just the way how he had seen it every single time he checks it. Her tweets were dated as 12/14/16, the last day she tweeted and her icon and header were still the same. Her icon being a picture of her mid-laugh, looking as gorgeous as ever. Her header a picture of them together ridiculously making goody faces with charcoal face masks on. Her bio saying: "bff fries and mcdonald's nuggets 💓"
He releases a sigh as he rechecks her old tweets and likes, hoping to see something new but was only disappointed with what he saw. All of them were dated a year ago.
Montgomery closes his twitter up. Suspicion, hope and curiosity burning deep in his stomach. He opens his Snapchat app and tapped on Bryce's snap only for him to close it just when a video of Jessica drunkenly speaking to the camera started playing.
He taps Justin's snap and he timidly watches until his blood ran cold when he saw a photo of an all-too familiar girl with same captivating eyes and sweet smile confidently posing for the camera.
A video of her eating a blueberry cheesecake plays next, incoherent babbles heard from the background. A picture of Justin and a baby with striking pale blue eyes comes next followed by the same baby boy shrieking with glee on the car seat, Justin trying to get him to say "dada" while Olivia sings along to the soft sound of Kodaline playing at the radio.
Montgomery sits, dumbstruck. He immediately closes the app and proceeds to call Justin.
However, the call goes straight to voicemail and the boy releases an agitated groan. He tries again and again and again but every single time, it goes straight to Justin's voicemail.
He then punched in Bryce's number, fully expecting and knowing that Justin would be there or at least, Bryce would know what the fuck was going on.
"Yo, dipshit!"
Bryce's obnoxiously loud voice fills his ears and he immediately attacks him with questions.
"Is Justin there? Shit, did you see his story on snapchat?! He was with Olivia! How the fu—"
"Justin ain't here yet but he texted me he'd come here after he finish something... which I'm guessing is hanging out with your extremely smoking hot ex-girlfriend who's back in town."
Montgomery growls lowly. "Did he say where they were at?"
"He didn't mentioned it." Bryce chickles smugly. "Looks like our boy Justey's back on the 'getting her back' game, huh?"
"Fuck you, Bryce Walker."