Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

Part 9 - Olandria

Olandria promised she wouldn't call herself stupid anymore, even if she felt stupid. It was a bad habit she developed when she was younger, blaming herself for not predicting the future.

Blaming herself for the false hope people imposed on her.

But when Chelly asked Cierra, "did you sleep well?" Olandria felt the overwhelming urge to call herself a fucking idiot.

Just find a bikini to wear and smile, Ola.

But last night threw her for a fucking loop. The talk they had last night. Nic had listened to every word like he couldn't get enough. He hinted that he wanted to talk to her, and she gave him the fucking green-light.

And not even an hour later, he fucked Cierra.

Why was she shocked? He did the same shit to Bell-a, why wouldn't he do the same shit to her?

She was just glad she wasn't blindsided like Bell-a. She was glad she had Taylor, who was at least genuine.

It was especially hard to hold her tongue when Nic came up the stairs with breakfast for Cierra. He didn't even glance at her, just stared right at Cierra. Or rather Cierra's desk. Specifically the mug of tea that TJ made for her.

"The fuck?" He muttered in confusion. Nic looked a lot like a frat boy—shirtless with a backwards cap. A lot like fuckboy. Yeah, that sounded better. "Hell nah." And even though TJ was still in the room, he quickly snatched the cup, eliciting a laugh from everyone in the room.

Everyone but Olandria. She didn't find him that funny to begin with.

(A/N: bro if you watch the clip, Olandria's the only one not laughing. Stay woke queens.)

She didn't need breakfast from Nic. Not when Taylor brought her a plate so easily. Not when talking to Taylor was as easy as breathing. Not when she could go anywhere with Taylor and he could make her laugh so easily.

What the fuck could Nic even give her?

They were lounging around the bar, Olandria sipping a smoothie, when Nic came over casually.

"What's up bro?" He greeted Taylor easily, and they dapped each other up.

"Yoooo," Taylor replied easily. "Wassup witchu gang?"

"Nothing man, just got done talking to Andreina."

Olandria blinked. Was she fucking invisible? Was that what he was going to do?

Easily, she wrapped his arms around Taylor's, restingher head on his shoulder. He didn't even seem to notice, although he adjusted himself so that she'd be more comfortable.

She glanced over at the patio to see Chelly and Cierra doing stretches, giggling and cackling. Cierra did a particular move that looked a bit like straddling someone, and Olandria quickly realized that she was demonstrating what happened last night to Chelly.

Seemed like that ship was never going to sail now.

Olandria turned her attention back to the conversation.

"I mean, so who you feeling more now?"

Nic shrugged a bit, a stupid grin on his face. He still couldn't look Olandria in the eye. "They're both incredible. And hot, man. I've known Cierra longer and I've had a lot of fun getting to know her."

"Seems like TJ having a lot of fun too," Taylor said with a snicker.

Nic rolled his eyes. "Which is why I'm still trying to explore my options with Andreina. And she's fun to talk to, and she's stupidly sexy."