Come What May, Pt. 31

I shrug my shoulders. “I dunno, this is all really exciting to me, even when there’s five hundred rabid fans screaming and crying and surrounding us. I’m weird, I guess.” Peter throws his arm around me. “Yeah, she’s weird in a good way. That’s why I love herâ€?, he says with pride in his voice. He kisses me, and I hear Will make a gagging sound.

“Staring kind of hard, aren’t you Ollie?â€? I hear Will whisper to Oliver. Peter stops kissing me, and turns to Ollie. “Ollie could have any girl he wants, but he’s just a picky guy. Really picky. Don’t worry Ollie, maybe you can find yourself a nice girl to show you a good time tonight.â€? Oliver shakes his head. “No, don’t want itâ€?, he responds to Peter. Peter snickers and says, “Yeah, that’s exactly what I thought you’d say.â€?

“Why not, Ollie?â€? Adam asks him. “These girls throw themselves at your feet. I don’t get you sometimes. If you’re young, good looking, rich, single and famous, why don’t you use it to your advantage much more often?”

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