Best friend or Lover?

Chapter 6 - Best friend or Lover?

One week had now passed and it was June 22nd, Olivia's birthday and the 5sos concert. Olivia was over the top excited, she barley could sleep the night before. 

Olivia's alarm on her cellphone went off with the sound of 'Heartbreak Girl' by 5sos. Right away, once she heard the music she threw off her covers and went straight to her count down to rip off yesterdays date and to find today's. Today's date was colored in hearts and the album names of '5 seconds of summer'. She then quickly jumped to her calendar to cross off the twenty-first.

Olivia rushed to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and washed her face. She was going to do her make-up later so she didn't smudge it on any clothes. She was rushing around her house like she needed to be somewhere super early, but in reality the doors to the concert didn't open 'til 8:00 P.M. and it was now currently only 6:30 A.M.

On her way back to her bedroom she bumped into her mother in the hallway. "Whoa! Someone's very excited for today." "Yes! I mean who wouldn't be excited?" "That's true." Her mother said in agreement. "Oh, and when you're ready, your gift from Noah and I is on the kitchen table." She said smiling before entering the bathroom. "Okay, thanks mum."

She hurried to her closet to pick out an outfit, but couldn't find anything to wear. "Ugh!" She groaned. "Why is it so hard to find an outfit?" An idea popped into her head. She threw her hair up into a messy bun and darted for the door. At the door were some of her sneakers and her slippers. She slipped on her slippers and walked out in a hurry. "Mum! I'll be back in a few. Love you bye!" She said quickly.

Olivia exited her house with a few outfits in her hand from her closet. She took not even three steps out of her door and wanted to faint. "No. Not today. He could have came here any other day." She whispered to herself. "Why today? Why on the day of the concert, and my birthday?!" She looked closer at this one familiar looking man. "Oh my god! He's talking to Harry!" She said a bit louder.

Why is this happening? She thought. She quickly walked over as fast as she could over to Harry trying to hide her face. As she got closer the familiar man appeared to be walking her way. 

"Harold." She said in a stern tone still trying to hide her face. She grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the man. "Heyyy." He said rubbing his arm. "What did you do that for? I was having a good conversation with this guy that you supposedly know." He said more like questioned.

"Yes of course I know that man over there." She pointed to him. "That's my father!" She loudly whispered. "And you need to stay away from him, like forever!" 

"Oh, Ohhh!" He said in realization. "He seems nice though." "Not when he abandons you, your mother, and your brother when you're four and basically abused you until the age of three. And at the age of four your parents get a divorce." She said starting to tear up. "Oh my god!" Harry said looking like he's about to go fight him. "Harold. Stop. Don't do anything. I haven't seen him in years. Oh and this is off topic but is there any chance that M sis till asleep or...?" "Okay, okay."He said rolling his eyes. "No he's been awake for a while actually." "Thanks H." She said smiling and kissing his cheek softly. Harry's heart suddenly started racing and he felt butterflies in his stomach. What's going on? That had never happened before. She also never kissed me before. Why am I feeling this way? Harry thought. He decided just to ignore it and get back to his gardening  

As Olivia tried walking more and more towards their house she heard someone walking behind her. She slowly turned around not wanting it to be her father. And yet as she fully turned around, there he was, standing face to face with her. 

"Olivia. Look how much you've grown." He said with a bit of excitement. "No. Don't ever talk to me. Why are you even here in the first place? Get away from me!" She half yelled. "No. You're my daughter and I want to be with my daughter on her birthday."