Normally I won't take someone, who has treated me with the love I never had, to court but this is different. This can't be undone. This cost me a life.

"Olivia Adams, please state the events in order"

"Yes, your honour"

3 years earlier

"Come on Pickles" Gordon, my gbf, gets on his knees and let's his red hair hang over his face while he begs in front of everyone in the restaurant.

"Fine, but only one date, I have a project that needs to be done by next month and the prestigious cunt that I'm designing the house for wouldn't want the blueprints a minute late" as I continue to devour my lunch I notice Gordon smirking at his phone while texting the man he wants me to date.

Since Gordon pushes up his gold rimmed glasses, I can't see what he's texting so like any curious person who wants the details on a juicy conversation, I snatch his phone and read the text. She said she'd go on a date with you but I haven't shown her the picture of you because I want her to be surprised. Before I can scroll up and check out the picture, Gordon snatches his phone like I just caught him cheating.

"Gordon; husband of Atticus, you better show me what that picture looks like or so god help me I'll rip out every nerve in your body and and feed it to your parents while-

"Ok ok damn I get it you'll make my parents eat me. Olivia, you know how much I love you but I can't show you the picture, you'll just get paranoid."

"On second thought this date might be a flop" I start to gather my things in hopes of Gordon showing me the picture.

"You're an ass, fine" he scrolls through his phone and flips it my way for me to admire the European God in the photo. The man is wearing a black on black suit that is attached to his perfectly sculpted body. His arms are not buff but not noodles either, they're perfect. His hands are in his pockets while he stands on one leg in front of an office background. Was this a photo shoot? I think to myself. The mysterious man is smirking in the photo but the corner of his mouth reveals a shining white tooth. This man is releasing more hormones in my body than a baby could. His look throws me off with his hard pecks popping out of his shirt through a few unbuttoned buttons. He has a brown necklace that matches the bracelet on his wrist and I just have the urge to know if it's significant to him. His neck is extended which cuts out his face from the nose up but it's soooooo hawt and I think I might die of a hormone overload, if that's possible. The picture proves a godly man exists but it irks my nerves not seeing the rest of this face.

"Who's that?" My dumbass ask

"Finn, the guy I've been telling you about" Gordon rolls his eyes as if he thought I was actually this slow.

"OH SHIT" I yell as a group of parents scold me for my quote on quote potty mouth.

"Oh if only I didn't have a husband, Finn and I would already be in my house tearing each other's clothes off with our teeth and-

I interrupt "aren't you married and isn't Finn straight?" But instead of a straight answer he just smirks.

"Anywhore, where's the date?"

"I'll send you his number later so you can ask him" he replies"

"Hell no, you do it" I snap and my introverted side shows

"Maybe I'll cancel for you" he whips out his phone and starts tapping away

"Fine, I'll do it pennywise" oops

Gordon's face turns red from anger and he starts spitting out words, in a low yelling whisper, faster than I can comprehend "JUST BECAUSE I HAVE RED HAIR DONT MEAN IM AS UGLY AS THAT DEMENTED FAG FACE FUCK" and then he ends his moment of rage with a huff

"It's funny you call pennywise a fag yet you're married to a man that you get down and dirty with every Monday and Thursday."

"This is why I don't share my sex life with you because you'll use it against me but on a different note I have to get home to my hubby, it's Thursday. Oh and Finn is picking you up at 5pm tomorrow so be ready." And with that Gordon leaves me with the bill. He knew what he was doing.

As I pay the bill and make my way out of the restaurant into the sun setting, at nearly 6 O'clock, a familiar figure starts waving at me from a distance trying to push through the busy sidewalk of New York.

"Olivia" he shouts from afar

Finn? Oh lord please tell me he isn't some egotistical narcissist who just wants a piece of every women's ass.

When he gets closer, I greet him and I welcome his scent of fresh leather and old books. When I notice him undressing me with his eyes and I take the chance to do the same. I admire his comfortable chill look while he rocks a pair of baggy grey sweats and a grey sweatshirt neck that lets his mesmerising chest pop out. I notice him shuffling his Nike slides and black socks and I meet his bluish-green eyes once again.

"What are you doing here?" I question him

Finn gets closer and keeps his hands in his pocket while showing me that model smirk

"Gordon told me to come" he replies in a husky tone but quietly

Instead of replying, I stare at his face that I didn't get a chance to take in his face so I do now. He has a perky nose between his dark green eyes that fit well with his brown hipster-like hair.

"See something you like?" His voice is so sexy but jeez I just met this man.

"Huh, wha- who says that I-I, jeez only Gordon can make me speechless and thats only when it's- eh never mind"

"By any chance can you take the time out of your busy schedule to give me your number?" He avoids my gaze as he ask but in 0.1683863 seconds I realise this man is like a whole 9 feet taller than me. Damn.

"How many times did you hit a growth spurt? 5?" I blurt out the words and regret them because Finn clearly heard me and he burst out laughing.

"Just take my phone and put your number in it" we exchange phones and within 2 minutes Finn starts laughing like it hurts and when I snatch my phone I see why.

"I-it wo-w buddy" he can barely finish his sentence because he thinks the picture is so funny.

In the picture I'm sticking my tongue out and crossing my marble grey eyes while plugging my nose with food in my straight syrupy jet black hair, don't judge it was at a family cook out and we had a food fight.

When he was done laughing we took a picture together and set it as his photo in my contacts and he asked to do the same for me.

"Say 17RedDeliciousRumCakes" as soon as the words leave his mouth he takes the picture of me looking at him dumbfounded while he flashes that flawless smile. "I'm setting this as your picture and my lock screen" he begins to laugh hysterically

"Wait, no, anyone can see it" I yell trying you reach the height of his arm in the air.

Note, we still on the sidewalk of the busy streets of New York

"Your face is priceless though" he smiles

"UGH, you're a wad" I scream

"A wad of what because I'd like to be a wad of your panties" he contradicts

"Whatever I have to get home"

"I'll walk you"

"Stalker much" I say in frustration

"But-

I cut him off and say "I'll text you my address, bye" I finish as I start walking away

When I look back I see a girl approach Finn and I stop in my tracts and stare at him until he points to me smiling and I take that as my que to leave. What did I expect from a man like Finn, I knew he wouldn't settle for someone like me, we just met anyway. I continue to walk until his familiar scent creeps up on me.

"Hey, can I still walk you home, we're going in the same direction anyway" soon his words are followed by an arm around my waist

Wow that was a lot of work, I haven't written on Wattpad in months, but anyway I hope you liked the beginning of more interesting chapters to come...