Anyone But Me

by J.D. Frost

I have no choice but to just suck it up and take it.

He’s quiet for a beat, then he lunges forward, smashing his mouth against mine.

Asher kissed me last night. He kissed me. And not just once, either. Three times.

The desire, the lust, the agony. The hunger. Even sketching it out in my secret journal hasn’t helped. Five whole pages worth, might I add.

It’s because I can’t stand the thought of anyone hurting you, okay? Anyone but me.

I hate how many details I notice about him now, like how his bottom lip is slightly plumper than the top one, and that they are, in fact, as soft as they look.

I’ve officially lost my mind.

I don’t want anyone else to hurt you.” “Except you,” I whisper.

“This better not be another one of your games, or I swear to God—” “It’s not. I promise it’s not. I want you, Oakley.”

I won’t let us get caught - I wouldn’t do that to either of us

I grab his wrist before he can get too far. “This can’t happen again.” He smirks, cocky and arrogant and infuriatingly sexy. “See you around, Farrow.”

“Who the hell was it then?”

no way asher..????

“Night, Oakley,” he whispers. I swallow, fighting and failing to keep the grin off of my face. “Night, Asher.”

His lips lift, a faraway look in his eyes as he stares at me. “You’re perfect.”

I’m in love with Asher fucking Brooks. Who’d have thought?

I miss Asher so fucking much.

oh

For the first time in days, it feels like I can finally breathe again. He’s here. Asher’s here, with me, in my arms, and everything feels right again.

You’re mine, Ash, and I’m never letting you go again.”

“Say it. Say you’re mine.” “I’m yours, Oakley. I’ll always be yours.”

“Who are you?” he asks. And just like that, my whole world falls apart.

oh i’m gonna kill my self.

“Wake up, Ash. Stay with me. Please, baby. Fucking stay with me.”

HE REMEMBERS AHHHHHHHH IM GONNA SCREAM

Jesus, I’m so fucking glad I pushed that kid over on his first day of school.