Rule Number One (Rule Breakers Book 1) by Nicky Shanks

Author:Nicky Shanks [Shanks, Nicky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Oliver

“I’m in love with you, Julie.” I could hear the desperation in my voice echo in the cracked walls of my mind. I told her I loved her after she shut the door in my face, and even if there was a slight chance that she even heard me, she didn’t open the door again to let me know.

That was three weeks ago.

Three weeks without her, three weeks of tearing my apartment apart and working out a ridiculous amount every day just to try and forget about her. No amount of physical exertion ever made me completely forget about how her jean shorts hugged her sides or how she smiled when she used a straw, biting the end and leaving her imprint in it. I can’t believe I let myself fall in love with someone; I knew love would do this to me again. I knew if I let myself love again, it would blow up in my face. That’s why I have rules. That’s why I needed to follow the damn rules.

She didn’t call. She didn’t email. She didn’t text.

But I’m still totally in love with her.

My phone rang off the hook that first week we came back, and between Casey and Heather, I stopped even looking at it when it started to buzz constantly. Okay, that’s a total lie…I had to look.

Every.

Single.

Damn.

Time.

Hoping that once, just once, it was her, but it never was. So, here I sit, in my dark apartment on a Thursday—wait, no, Friday—night, the late August air drying out the corners of my eyes. My days blend together—who cares what day it is? I want to hate her so badly, throw myself into bed with dozens of other women whose names I don’t care to remember, but that rule has already been broken. There’s no going back from here.

I miss her lips and her thighs, the way she giggles when I say something completely moronic, and the way she studies me when she thinks I’m not looking.

I’m always looking.

My phone rings on the table in front of me.

Casey.

“Screw you,” I say. “I hate you.”

“No you don’t, dude,” I hear him say from the other side of my apartment door. “Come on, Ollie, open the door.” I shake my head like he’s in the room with me. “Ollie, open the door.” I hear keys jingle. I forgot I’d given him a key last year when Heather and I went to Hawaii. He lets himself in and I don’t even bother to look behind me to make sure he’s alone—I don’t even care. Whomever he’d dare bring into my room of depression should suffer the consequences like he’s about to. “Dude, you stink. When was the last time you showered?”

I sniff the air. “Who cares? It’s not like I have anyone to smell good for anymore.”

Casey sits down next to me and I can feel his sad eyes examine me closely for any bumps and bruises I might have from punching any walls around the apartment. “You should care.

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