"Shit. I forgot the carnival's Saturday." Liv said. She was sitting on the island in her kitchen, Fezco sitting down on one of the stools.

"Oh, yeah. You're going, right?" He asked her. She shrugged, kind of disappointed she would have to cancel her party, even though she didn't put out anything about it yet on her social media.

"I don't know. Some girls from the cheer team invited me to go with them, but I think I'm just gonna go on my own." She told him. He nodded, knowing she usually did things on her own away from others. He knew she'd say that.

"Me and Ash are bringing the truck down. Come with us." He told her. She nodded at him, a small smile on her face.

"Okay. I can't stay out super late though because my parents are coming home Sunday." Liv told him, scratching her face. He looked up at her and smirked.

"Stay out super late doing what?" He asked, standing up and walking closer. She tilted her head, trying not to smile too much.

"Out too late at the carnival. Don't be weird." She joked, not admitting that she liked it.

He let out a sigh and leaned over her on the counter. Fez pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear, standing in between her legs.

"I think we should talk and try to figure out what this shit is." He said. Olivia threw her head back a little too hard, and he had to put his hand behind her back to make sure she wouldn't fall.

"We already talked about it." She said. He shook his head.

"We didn't really get into it. You're single now, and you act different around me." He told her. She looked away, but he kept staring at her eyes.

"Liv, I know I'm not the only one feeling some type of way." He said. She looked back at him, and then smirked.

"Why do we have to talk about it when you can kiss me instead?" Liv asked him.

She put her hands around his neck and pulled him in, his hands going down and finding their way to her waist. He wasn't going to deny kissing her, and she knew that. She used it to her advantage to avoid talking about it.

They were both deepening the kiss, and it got more intimate each second. Neither of them wanted to stop, they just wanted to keep going further.

So much to the point where Fezco had unbuttoned Olivia's shorts and she was now making her way to his jeans.

"Liv...Olivia." Fez muttered in between kisses. He pulled away from her, already feeling bad.

"What?" She asked, trying to read his expression.

"I can't fuck you here." He said. He removed his hands from her hips and put them on each side of her on the counter.

"Why?" She asked, starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

"Because you're a virgin and I'm not 'bout to shove my dick inside you while your sitting on your kitchen counter. That shit'll hurt." He said, staring at her.

Olivia had to admit, he did have a point. She wasn't really thinking about any of that when they were making out and in the moment.

She was about to speak up when there was a knock heard at the door. The two exchanged confused looks, and Fezco helped her off the counter and followed behind her as she walked to open the door.

Liv always looked through the peep hole before she answered doors. Right now, she was especially thankful for that.

"Shit! It's Jayson." She said, glancing over at Fezco.

"You have to hide. The guest bathroom is right down that hall." Liv pointed, not looking at Fez. He gave her a face.

"I'm not leaving. Just don't answer it." He said, thinking that was the most obvious thing to do. She shook her head.

"My parents' cars aren't in the driveway and he knows that. If I don't answer he won't leave since he thinks I'm here by myself. Just trust me, okay?" She told him.

He thought for a moment, but came to the conclusion that he would trust her for now and if he heard anything fishy he could always come out of the bathroom to help. But, as of now, this was something Olivia had to handle on her own.

Once Fez was in the bathroom and Liv couldn't see him anymore, she opened the door with hesitation.

"Jayson?" She asked, acting like she didn't know he was there.

"Olivia, listen to me baby..." He started. She quickly cut him off, already feeling a little triggered.

"Don't." She said, shaking her head at him. He looked confused.

"What?" He asked.

"You don't get to call me that." She told him. He let out a sigh and looked down at the ground.

"Liv.." He mumbled. There was a moment of silence between them before Olivia said something.

"I think you should go. You shouldn't have come here in the first place." She said, trying to close the door. He didn't want to let that happen, though, so he walked inside the house.

"You know, I drove all the way here for you." Jay said, becoming angry. He was now standing in her living room, and she was watching his expression change within the seconds.

"I didn't ask you to do that." She said, remaining calm.

"You know what, Liv? You always pull this shit. Just the second things get serious between us, you run." He told her. She shook her head again.

"I didn't mean to hurt you this badly." Olivia told him, still trying to not get frustrated. She knew that if she did, he would just feed off of it.

"You dumped a fucking beer on my head! And now you're just gonna leave me?" Jayson asked, his voice cracking. Liv crossed her arms over her chest and stared at his feet.

"Am I not enough for you?" Jay questioned, still angry.

"You're too much for me. You didn't like me for who I actually was, Jayson. You like the way we looked together. My image." She said, gaining the confidence to look at him in the eyes.

"What? Because I wanted to have sex with you and you were too fucking scared to take me you think I was too much?" He yelled, twisting her words.

"What's my favorite food?" She asked him.

"What?" He became confused.

"My favorite color?" She questioned.

"It's pink." He said. She shook her head.

"It's blue. What job do I want to have after high school?" She asked.

"You want to be a nurse." He said.

"I want to be a professional cheerleading coach." She  said, mainly whispering to herself.

I think this was the moment she realized Olivia had been living a lie. Everything she said or did, it was all to fucking please people. Not for her.

"Do you see what I mean? You don't know anything about who I truly am. And even if you think you do, you don't love me." She said. He scoffed.

"You know what? Yeah. I think you're fucking pathetic." He told her. His voice was eerily calm, and he started to take a few steps closer to her. She didn't want to back away, but instead stand her ground. The last thing she wanted was to give Jayson the satisfaction of having the idea that he scared her in her own home.

"I think your a little stuck up cunt who's too afraid to get knocked up for your own good." He told her, staring down into her eyes. Jay glanced down at her lips, and that was when she took a step back. Feeling like he had accomplished something, Jayson smirked and walked to the front door.

"You have a great fucking life, Jackson." Jay said sarcastically, not looking back at her. He slammed the door so loudly, Fezco could hear it from the guest bathroom. He got nervous, thinking the bang was coming from closer to inside the house.

"What the fuck?" He mumbled, jogging out of the bathroom. Olivia stood there, arms crossed and eyes glossy.

"What happened?" Fezco asked, uncrossing her arms and putting them up to his neck so they could hug each other.

She didn't say anything, but just hugged him back.