Even If The World Ends

Chapter 24... Box of memory

~Her POV:~

I was walking to Oliver's house with my computer and books in one hand carrying my bag, it was already 5pm. I was wearing a crop top and some jean shorts since it was very hot that day.

I knocked on his door and he immediately opened the door still in his pajamas... typical Oliver, I still loved him though I mean he was the sweetest.

His house was very cold though I mean I could notice it the moment I walked through the door. "You're still not dressed?" I said, looking him up and down. "No, I'm sorry" He responded looking at me.

-"Oliver it's fine but it's 5pm sweetheart" "Well I was just about to shower but you knocked so...." He said putting his hands behind his body. "Ok well that's fine, you can go take a quick shower and I will set everything up" I said smiling.

-"Ok, love you" He said, opening his arms to give me a hug, I went into his arms directly. He was like a giant teddy bear I swear.

His bathroom was in his room so we both went upstairs, he went into his bathroom while I put my computer and books on his desk making sure it was all organized with plenty of space.

His room was even colder than his living room, Jesus christ... It was like an igloo in here.

I opened my computer and started writing and working on the presentation while I heard the water in the distance. That went on for three more minutes till I was getting a little tired so I took a small break and grabbed my phone and sat at his bed waiting for him to come out.

Suddenly I heard a notification from his phone, I leaned over just to check if it was a message from his mother or an alarm, the screen lit up displaying a picture of the two of us and me in a collage for his lock screen. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of him making it himself.

My head turned to see the bathroom door open with Oliver appearing, he walked out with the towel hanging low around his waist. Veins are scattered along his skin including his hands.

He chuckled, stepping closer to me as he lifted my head with his thumb. "Eyes up here sweetheart" He smirked saying those words with his voice low.

My eyes widened a bit.

-"Why aren't you working on the project?" He asked me, looking for clothes in his wardrobe. "Well I just wanted to wait for you to start it together" I said standing up from his bed. He grabbed some shorts and a random t-shirt he found.

He walked over to the other end of his room to grab his boxers. "I'm just gonna change but you can start working if you'd like" He said while giving me a soft kiss.

I sat down looking at my computer randomly until he came out dressed. He grabbed an extra chair he had and sat next to me. He continued reading his book while I started writing and after fifteen minutes Oliver finished his book and we were working on the presentation together.

I was getting so cold that I started shaking "Can I borrow one of your hoodies?" I asked "Yeah of course" He answered. I opened his wardrobe when I noticed a little wooden box with a heart sticker on it. With a black sharpie it was written 'My sweetheart' So out of curiosity I opened it.

There were a bunch of photos of us two, all the love letters, empty bottles of my old perfumes and all the tickets from all the movies we watched together as children. "I couldn't get myself to get rid of them" I turned to see him with a sad look on his face and I couldn't help but hug him.

-"You collected all this?" I asked him with watery eyes "You were my favorite person in the whole world and I didnt want to forget you so every time you said you were going to throw these things away I grabbed them from your desk before you could" He said looking into my eyes.

I grabbed him by the collar and pushed him closer to my lips and gave him a soft kiss, he grabbed my hips as the kiss intensified. My hands in his hair as he separated both our lips and looked at me in a way I knew no one else could.

-"You know we are supposed to be studying right now?" He said still with his hands on my hips looking at me. My hands were on his neck. "You always have to ruin the mood don't you?" I tilted my head and looked at him.

-"Yeah I'm an expert at that" He said with a small chuckle before kissing me one last time. He went to his desk and sat on his chair while I found a hoodie to put on and turned to look at him while there was only one chair and he was sitting on that chair.

-"Where's the other chair?" I asked him "There was no other chair" He said smirking, "Oliver come on where is it?" I crossed my arms looking at him. "Well there is no other chair you can sit in but you could sit right here" He said, patting his lap.

-"Ok sure" I smiled innocently as I sat down casually doing my work as he looked stunned thinking I wouldn't actually do it. It amused me thinking of how much power I had over him right now. "Why don't you get back to writing and I will take care of what happens next?" I told him.

-"I thought we had to do that together," He said, frowning.
-"Oliver the quicker we do this, the better it is" I said looking at his confused face "Yes ma'am" He obeyed and started writing. For a while there was silence before he interrupted with a question.