I have invaded Something Carlson's room. I have ruined his quiet. I am a storm into his humble little abode. I am a nightmare in his dream. I smirk. I'm liking it.

"You're right. I'd rather kiss this bed," I say and flop back down on the bed. It gives a little under my weight.

"Yeah, because why not?" he asks sarcastically.

Seeing his hard face and not-so-happy expression, an idea pops in my head. "Want to join me?"

Something Carlson stares at me. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean," I say smiling,"Come on over."

He gazes so deeply at me I almost gulp. Something flashes in his eyes. I don't know what that was. Anger? Why would he be angry?

"Would you have asked that from Owen too?" He inquires as if it's something he really needs to know.

I cannot help but smile. I don't know why that matters to him.

"No," I say, "I am only saying that because it's you. I kind of know
you and I know you are not bold enough to say yes." I chuckle.

"You dont know my name." He remarks, "Also why would you
think I would not say yes?"

I shrug,"Would you? Are you saying yes?"

"You are drunk." He reminds me.

"I am sobering up," I say and sit up straight. I take a deep breath
and look at him straight in the eyes,"So what do you think?"

"If you asked me knowing I would not say yes-"

"Stop the bullshit and come here. I want it, " I say, interrupting him.

It seems to have had some effect on him because he takes a few long strides and gazes straight down at me with his face inches away from mine.

"You think you can handle it, Gwen?"

My heart beat escalates. I gulp, "I can handle way more than you
can ever give."

He clenches his jaw. I can see his eyes getting full of determination.

I did it. I really pushed his buttons. I am loving this. Is he really going to do it?

"Fine then," He says, "I will join you."

My heart skips a beat hearing that.

"But only if you can remember my name."

"No!" I say.

Something Carlson sits down beside me on the bed. "So, what's my name?"

I look up at the ceiling and sigh. I know his name. I am sure of it.

"It is something starting with O, that is for sure." I say.

He looks like he is trying not to smirk.

"And you are definitely a Carlson," I reason, " You are O something Carlson."

I get surprised when he suddenly starts chuckling. He looks away from me with his eyes crinkled and lips turned up in a smile.

My stomach somersaults.

He can smile. I have never seen him smile before. All those times I have seen him around school with a frown in his face made me think he never smiles.

He shakes his head and looks at me again, "That's the best you can do?"

"No, I can do it. I can remember it. I definitely will," I confirm.

Carlson nods, "Fine then. I'm waiting."

He says that and flops down on his bed. Lying on his back he closes his eyes. He looks so relaxed.

I am feeling this certain urge of jumping on him.

What's wrong with me?

I gulp and rake my brain trying to remember his name, "It is O-Oyster?"

Great, Gwen. So great.

"Oval? Ogre?" I say, "What the hell is it?"

"You are so close," He says, with an amused expression on his face.

"Olaf?" I try.

Carlson opens his eyes and looks at me. "Oh yeah, definitely."

"Hey, Olaf Carlson, am I too hot for you?" I ask, smiling.

Carlson rolls his eyes.

"Hey, you can't just lie down in front of me like that and refuse to give it to me," I pout, "Cut me some slack. Help me out. What is the next letter?"

"What if it doesn't start with an O?" Carlson says.

Oh crap. That cannot happen.

I narrow my eyes at him, "No, it definitely starts with an O, you are trying to throw me off."

Oliver shrugs.

"Am I that ugly?" I ask suddenly. I did not expect myself to say that.

Carlson snaps his head and looks at me. "Why would you say that?"

"Maybe that's because it just seems like you don't really want it," I say looking down, "It's alright. I can just sleep I guess."

"You have sobered up then," He replies and sits up.

I glance at him, "So what if I'm sober?"

"I guess then I can do this," Carlson says and gets closer to me. I stare at him holding my breath.

He kisses me on my cheek. It is such a small touch. But it seems to make the hair at the back of my neck stand up.

I was nervous. I was nervous as hell when he said he would join me. I really did not expect him to. I never really thought about how I would lose my v-card. I did not think of it as something special either. I just never really thought about it.

When he said yes, I got a bit startled. I did not want to show that. I thought to myself if I would regret it or not.

Now I think I won't. I will never regret this.

He pulls away and looks at me.

"You can continue, you know." I say softly.

He listens and kisses me on my other cheek.

What is his name? I need to remember it. I really need to.

Carlson pulls away again. He gazes at me and makes me wonder what he is thinking about.

"I don't think one night stands go this way," I say, "They go usually really fast."

"Do you know why?" Carlson asks.

I shake my head no, "Do you?"

"That's because they want to be done before they come to their senses and regret it." He replies.

My breath gets stuck on my throat. "So you won't regret this?"

The corners of his lips turn up a little. It looks like a sad smile, "I want to remember it. If this happens only once, then I need to make sure I remember all of it really well."

Something pulls at my heartstrings. He is doing something to my feelings that I can't really explain.

"Can you kiss me?" I ask him, "Just once? I promise I will remember your name. I think I am almost there."

I am trying my heart and soul.

"What if you don't?" Carlson asks, "What will we do after that?"

"We can just talk," I say, "We can stay here and talk all night. I know I would love to."

He shakes his head no, "I can't."

"Why?" I ask. "Why-"

"If I kiss you and you don't remember my name, then I would like to leave, Gwen."

My stomach drops at his words. Why does he have to be so cruel to me?

"Or we can stop now and just talk."

"Why do we have to do everything your way?" I ask, "Can I just-"

He does not let me finish my sentence and crashes his lips on mine.

Oh.

Oh.

I forget to kiss him back because I am so surprised. He tries to pull away but I place my hands on his cheeks and kiss him back immediately.

He takes his time kissing me while I rake my brain. I can't let this stop. This has to happen.

I have to have him.

We pull apart to breathe. I grab his shirt, pulling him back again. I don't know how he would stop after this because I know I can't.

"Gwen," He says as we pull back again, "I-"

I shake my head. This is my only chance. So I turn our kiss into a french kiss. Oliver makes a sound in surprise but does not forget to kiss me back. I am forgetting my own name here.

Oliver.

Oliver.

Yes. That is the one.

Oliver Carlson.

I try to pull myself away so I can speak but Oliver doesn't let me. He places his hands around my face and angles it so he can kiss me better.

Alright, okay. Talking can wait. Breathing can wait. Everything can wait while he is kissing me back so passionately.

When he finally pulls away we are struggling to breathe. He is taking deep breaths while staring at me.

"I need to leave," He says.

I think I know why he wants to leave. I rejoice over that internally.

"Really?" I ask, "You think you can, after all that?"

He shakes his head and clenches his jaws. He is really trying to control himself.

It's time to break him.

I inch closer to him so we are breaths apart, "You are not going anywhere, Oliver Carlson."

I see the look of surprise on his face before I put my hands around his shoulder and place my lips on him.

*****

Oliver Freaking Carlson. He lied.

He lied.

I stare at him lying beside me while I fume in anger. How could he do that?

Look at him sleeping so soundly. He looks like the most relaxed person in the world right now.

I poke on his cheek, "Liar. Bastard. Dipshit. Son of a-"

He opens his eyes.

"How could you do this to me?" I ask him as I prop up on my elbow and narrow my eyes at him.

Oliver Carlson smiles.

He smiles from one ear to another.

How dare he do that?

"I want to punch you right now," I say.  "You tricked me. You tricked me."

Oliver reaches towards me and touches my hair, "I am glad it worked."

I push his hands away while I lie down, "You made me fall asleep."

"You were falling asleep."

"No, I could have been awake if not you were so freaking gentle that I got so relaxed," I shake my head, "Were you giving me a massage?"

"I figured you were stressed, so yeah," Oliver replies.

I turn to him and punch his shoulder, "How could you do that to me?"

"I did nothing. You are the one who fell asleep."

I huff, " I am never going to forgive you. You stole my only chance of getting laid."

That was too much information. I regret it as soon as I say it.

"Why do you think that?" Oliver asks, while he props himself up on his elbows and looks down at me.

"Do you think I will have another chance?" I ask.

"With other guys?" He asks.

I shrug, "Just with anyone."

"Nah," He answers so quickly, "You don't have a chance with anyone else."

Could he be any less blunt?

"Fine, I get it. I just happen to be so-"

"But you might have a chance with me if I reconsider it," Oliver says nonchalantly.

"If you reconsider it??" I ask. Oliver sees the looks on my face and realizes he is in grave danger. He gulps and tries to get away but I grab him.

"Reconsider it? How dare you, you unicorn shit, after what you have done to me?"

"Didn't you say you need to go back home early-"

"Don't try to change the subject-"

"It is almost 10-"

"I don't care-what? 10?" I try to sit up while I bump my head with his, "Oh my God, Mom is going to kill me!"

I push him away. He falls on his back as I jump down from the bed. Shit. I am late.

"Gwen, wait!"

"In your dreams!" I reply and open the door. I look at him for one last time. Oliver Carlson is trying to get out of his bed hurriedly while being tangled with the covers and bedsheets.

"Have a great day, Oliver." I say, before I turn to leave.

*****

A/N: soooo i republished this, just to say, this will be the last chapter in the book. I hope you enjoyed this. i know i did. i had a wonderful time coming back to wattpad and interacting with you all. all of this was so pleasant.

i hope you have an amazing time.

a shout out to sapforepilogues  for editing the chapters from Oliver's pov. I really needed an editor and she worked a lot in such a short time. THANK YOU SO MUCH. 

i hope all of us learn to swim instead of floating. we will reach the shore. see ya and love ya. stay blessed and safe.

love,

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