"Blond" boys

OLIVER HARRIS

Friday, June 28th

11:45 AM, Lockwood Estate

PRIVATE CHAT

{you}

{kayla🥀⛓}

11:47 AM

{kayla🥀⛓}

- OLIVER

- @olives_and_pickles

- YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO ME

{you}

oh god

what happened

{kayla🥀⛓}

- WELL I WENT TO JAZLYN'S FAMILY'S PIZZERIA TO PAY HER A VISIT AND AS I'M APPROACHING THE BUILDING, THE DOOR SWINGS OPEN AND SMACKS ME RIGHT IN THE FACE🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

- I HAVE TO GO TO THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE TO SEE IF IT'S BROKEN ISTG IF IT IS, SOMEONE'S GONNA PAY

- AND TO TOP IF ALL OFF, THE PLACE WAS CLOSED.

{you}

🤭

not gonna lie, I laughed a little😭😬🤣

{kayla🥀⛓}

- oliver😭😭😭😭

- but seriously. I think it was Jazlyn cos Missy, her family's dog was with her

{you}

it could have been her

she does have a lot of cousins tho so it could have been one of them

{kayla🥀⛓}

- true point

{you}

idk tho

{kayla🥀⛓}

- someone's gonna pay

- i'm expecting free pizza for life

{you}

yeah, maybe let's not set the bar that high.

{kayla🥀⛓}

- lol

- i was kidding obviously

{you}

hahaha

hope ur face feels better :)

{kayla🥀⛓}

- thanks

-seen-

I exit the chat and flop onto my bed trying to hold in the laughter, but failing and letting out a holler. If it really was Jazlyn who potentially could have broken Kayla's nose, then that'll make her day. All she ever wanted was to smack her in the face, which she just might have achieved.

I hear footsteps approaching my door and bolt underneath my covers hoping that whoever it was, thinks I'm still asleep.

"Oliver," The raspy voice of my cousin, Leroy pierces through the silence of my room.

I do nothing, making no movements whatsoever. I definitely do not want to see or talk to him. A few moments later, an object lands on my head, making me yelp in pain. God, my cousin is such a pain in my royal arse.

"Get up, runt."

I groan in annoyance and mutter, "Leave me the hell alone, Leroy."

He scowls in disgust and leaves, slamming the door loudly as he exits.

Searching under the duvet for my phone, I uncover it and text Malachi.

PRIVATE CHAT

{you}

{potato chip😚🥔}

12:23 PM

{you}

AHAHAHAHAHA MALI

U BETTER GET UR BUTT ONLINE COS I GOT A STORY FOR U

Malachi

Malachi

@MJwalker69

@MJwalker69

{potato chip😚🥔}

- yes, olive?

- spill the tea😎☕️

{you}

so, kayla was going to visit jazlyn at her pizzeria and as she gets there, the door swings open and smacks her in the face🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

also, kayla said the person she saw was with Missy

{potato chip😚🥔}

- Missy only walks with Jazlyn🤯

- HAHAHAHAHAHAH

- THEY RAN INTO EACH OTHER WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING

- AHAHAHA I'M CACKLING

- who would've thought...

{you}

i know right!! that's what I said

and her nose might be broken, well she thinks so. She still has to go to the doctor's office to make sure.

she also thinks it was J, but I told her she has a lot of cousins so it could've been one of them too >:)

{potato chip😚🥔}

- that's hilarious, yet sad, yet ironic

{you}

indeed luv, it is

and we get to sit back, relax and let it unfold😌💅🏽

{potato chip😚🥔}

- this is why we are bros😩🤚🏾

{you}

…

yep

i gtg

{you have gone offline}

An Instagram notification from Malachi enlightens my locked screen, but I couldn't be bothered to see what he said.

Why does he have to be so damn thick?

~~~

After dinner, I have once again found myself in the same spot as I had been earlier this morning; on my bed, looking up at the ceiling wondering when I will finally be able to free myself from this prison.

I subconsciously open Messages-- specifically Malachi and I's chat and without even thinking, send a message.

PRIVATE CHAT

{you}

{potato chip😚🥔}

6:15 PM

{you}

hi

{potato chip😚🥔}

- oh hey

- what's up?

- do u need something?

{you}

no

{potato chip😚🥔}

- then, what's up?

{you}

i'm bored🙃

{potato chip😚🥔}

- oh okay

- what do u wanna talk abt?

{you}

idk

i'm not good at this😩

{potato chip😚🥔}

- not good at what?

{you}

talking to you >/////////<

{potato chip😚🥔}

- aweee did i make u blush LOLOLOL

- cmon olive, we've been talking to each other since 8th grade

{you}

yeah ig

{potato chip😚🥔}

- so what's changed?

- we're still the same

He's so bloody oblivious, I swear to god.

{you}

...nothing has changed

{potato chip😚🥔}

- exactly!!

- we are not having a repeat of 11th grade

{you}

definitely not

we are not doing that

{potato chip😚🥔}

- aww i gtg :(

- i'll talk to u later olive :))

{you}

aw :((

later, love☺️

{potato chip😚🥔}

- bye

-seen-

This boy is going to be the death of me.

~~~

KAYLA CORBYN

Friday, June 28th, 2019

12:02 PM, Oxford Circus

I slip my phone into my pocket with my empty hand, the other clutching my now bloody nose.

"Whoever that was who smashing my nose in can go rot in hell," I think, stumbling to try and walk.

I lean up against the wall of the pizzeria, my free hand hugging my knees pressing them to my chest.

"Hey, are you okay?" A voice asks.

I look up to see a boy.

Brown hair? And what looked like green-- could be blue, eyes?

My eyes were too watery to tell any further.

His eyes widen. "Oh my god, you're bleeding. Let me help," he stammers, clearly taken aback by the amount of blood streaming down my face.

"Well obviously I'm bleeding. Just got hit in the face with a door," I mutter, irritation in my tone.

It's always the "pretty", blond boys who are the dumbest, I swear.

"Then let me help you," he replies, wrapping my arm around his neck and placing his on my hip, helping me to my feet.

As the mysterious boy helps me up, it gives me a few moments to take a closer look at his features.

His eyes were a deep green, dirty blonde hair-- curled and slightly tousled as if he had just rolled out of bed, along with some freckles scattered on his skin. And to top it all off, he wore a pair of round black glasses.

"Are you okay to stand on your own?" His voice pierces through my thoughts.

"Oh-. Yeah I think so, thanks," I breathe, releasing my arm from around his neck while he does the same. "I- uh.. I didn't get your name."

Why am I stuttering?

"Justin. Justin Lee. At your service." He kisses the back of my hand jokingly.

Such a flirt.

Reminds me of Malachi.

"And what might yours be, miss?"

"Kayla."

"Last name?"

I wink. "Never you mind."

"Ooh, okay miss Kayla. I see the way you play. C'mon, I'll take you to a doctor and after we'll go to dinner, my treat."

He's really asking me on a date yet we only just met.

"Wow, we only just met and you're already asking me out," I smirk and push his shoulder lightly.

His eyebrows shoot up and his eyes widen once again. "No no no I didn't mean it like that I promise you're just going through a lot and I feel bad for you and I want to be nice and-"

"I was just messing around, I would love dinner, thank you Justin Lee."

"No problem, Kayla Last-Name-Unknown."