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Chapter 31

Louis POV:
I feel completely awful about how olivia thought I was cheating but it was also hilarious. This note was nothing like she thought it was. Marisa is one of my grandmas closest friends and was diagnosed with cancer a few months back. She was in Hawaii at the time because she was visiting my dad one last time.

"Baby, I would never keep anything like that from you," I said kissing the back of Olivia's neck. She had just got through letting me know how she was thinking and looked pretty upset. It kind of made me happy how she got so upset over that. I know that sounds so bad to say, but just knowing that she does have strong feelings for me, definitely makes my day.

"Well, what was it then?!" Olivia said, sort of frustrated. I turned her around so saw was facing me so I could see her face. "So merisa happens to be one of my grandmas friends. She was very close to me as a child and when my grandma died she sort of took her spot. She was diagnosed with cancer in March, and I was so upset. She was in a very bad place and didn't like how upset I was so she didn't want me to come visit. She hated me to see her in that way. One day, she flew over to Hawaii to say her last goodbyes to my dad, and once I figured out, I called her, I was so mad at her for seeing my dad and not me. She knew how much I was hurting by knowing that she was dying, and tried her best to distance herself from me. Eventually she decided it was best to end all contact with me so I could mourn on my own, so she sent me this letter. And two days after she died. This is the only thing I have of her and I've just never moved it since the day I opened it because seeing it makes me too emotional,"

Olivia sort of sat there for a while looking at the ground. I didn't mean to make her feel bad but I wanted her to know the truth. "I'm really sorry baby," Olivia said engulfing me in a hug. "I love you," is all I could hear Olivia whisper in my ear.
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"Well I registered for school and everything so I'm done," Olivia was in the bathroom getting ready. "Well do you want to do something? We can go to the movies or some fancy date, or we could just stay here and freckle frackle," after I finished saying this Olivia rolled her eyes and starting laughing at my gay ass jokes.

I was really excited at the fact that thanksgiving break has started, I have two weeks off and that means that me and Olivia can do whatever. These past few weeks we've done a lot but at the same time I've been doing a lot of work from home. i wanted to do something nice today, like go to a really nice dinner then a good movie.

I was on some online site looking at movies for us to see and was going to ask for Olivia's approval, but of course she was still getting ready. I figured Olivia would be fine with any movie so I decided to select on my own. It was like horror, chick flicks, and action.

"Hey babe, do you wanna see an action movie. It's about a guy who saves his cancer diagnosed fiancé from a bomb in Norway." I actually thought this would be a good movie that we could actually get into.

"Hell no," Olivia screamed from the bathroom. "I fucking hate action movies,"

"What? how can you possibly hate a whole genre of movies?!" I was now starting to feel out of luck about what to watch. She seems too picky.
"Action movies are so overrated!," Olivia started explaining walking out of the bathroom. "They're like these movies that are suppose to get you in some sort of suspense but it never does. Honestly they're pretty dumb too like they just end up putting people in paranoia due to whatever the fuck the movie is about. Like if the movie is a zombie apocalypse then people freak out and actually think it is going to happen in the future. At least with horror movies you can be scared and have a fun time but not have to worry about being possessed. And they are usually pretty good movies too."

"Then let's go see a horror movie," I suggested. Olivia agreed and laughed. "But nice rant though, you were very into it," I thought it was kind of cute how just something that small can be so important to her. Like damn she probably cares about these things more than she cares about me.

Olivia seemed like she was done getting ready. She was wearing slick black jeans and a baggy white sweatshirt. She looked so good in things that would make most girls look like a pinky toe. "You look beautiful," I whispered in her ear, pulling her waist into me so I was facing her back. She turned around and kissed me and started walking out the room. I yanked her arm, pulling her back towards me but she just looked at me and said "maybe later" then walked out.

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I'm sorry how short this chapter is but I needed to post this asap. I'm sorry about how I've barely been posting but I've had a lot of personal shit. Anyways Ill start posting every other week if I can and I'll post the next chapter tommorow. It's gonna be good:))