Olivia's P.O.V.
"Come on, Ollie baby, talk to us"
"Yeah, Olls or at least talk to me because I wasn't in on their plans"
Demi says and Tyler scoffs as Colton pulled a are you kidding me? face.
"Weren't in on it? it was your damn idea, Demi"
What?.
"What the hell, Demi?"
I growled as I turned and glared at my best friend who looked at me like a scared deer caught in the headlights before she turned and glared at my brother.
"How was it my idea, Tyler?"
She asked through gritted teeth.
"Because you said that you and I should sit in the back of Colton's truck so that Ollie will have no other choice but to sit in the front seat and will have to interact with Colt..AH!!, AH!!, AH!!, that hurts, Demi"
Tyler shrieked in pain when Demi grabbed him by his ear and pulled him closer to her
