Joseph met Lucy and her future husband, Oliver, when they all began studying drama together at LAMDA. They were the best of friends and an unbreakable trio from day one. Joseph has never told his best friend however that he's been in love with his w...
Ollie told me what Olivia said to him the night of his party. I was livid. I honestly couldn't give a flying fuck what she said about me. But come after my family? I wanted to rip her throat out with my teeth. I ranted and raved for a while u til I was red in the face and I'd given myself a headache. Ollie sat me down and handed me a cup of tea and said "god you're sexy when you're angry." "Oliver!" "Well it's true. Can you keep some of that energy for when we go to bed tonight?"
I told him, in no uncertain terms, that I never wanted to see her again. I didn't want to make things awkward between his parents and their friends but I was so hurt. She knew nothing about me or my family. Yes I came from a working class background. But my parents were the most hardworking people I'd ever met in my life. I owed everything to them. And Ben was kind hearted, loving, extremely annoying at times, my protective and beautiful big brother.
I'd calmed down in the weeks after Ollie's party and said I would tolerate her prescience at their family events but I wouldn't speak to her. I'd pretend she wasn't there.
For my own 21st we opted for a smaller party at the townhouse with just family and close friends. The girls took me out for the day to get my hair and makeup done and mum had bought me a new dress. I was ready to have some fun and ignore all the negative bullshit energy created by Olivia.
My hair was curled and up in a high, slicked back ponytail, I had a bright red lip on and a killer dress. I felt a million bucks.
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I'd also put on the charm bracelet with the Three Musketeers initials Joe had bought me for my 19th birthday. The dress was tight so I needed Ollies help to zip me up. I called to him from inside our walk in wardrobe heard his feet pad in to the room. "Where are you babe?" "Wardrobe! Can you zip me up?" I heard his footsteps come closer and then heard him gasp and curse under his breath.
"Jesus. Fuck!" I turned to face him. "What's wrong?" His eyes were glued to me as they ran up and down my body. My face fell a bit. "You don't like it? It's too short isn't it? Or too tight? I'll change. What if I wear the jumpsuit I wore to the premiere?"
I felt disappointed. I loved this dress and thought it was perfect for a birthday girl. "Sweetheart nothing is wrong. Far from it trust me. You look fucking incredible!" He walked closer and zipped me up and then held my waist, grinding in to me from behind. He was hard. Really hard. That didn't take long.
"Every fucking time I think you can't get any fucking hotter you fucking do." "That's a lot of fucks in one sentence Olls." "I'll fuck you in one sentence!" I snorted and said "that doesn't even make sense!" "I know! But all the blood has left my brain! I can't think straight! Seriously Harris you look beyond beautiful!"
I turned to face him. He was wearing jeans and an open necked shirt and looked so beautiful himself. His blonde hair all tousled and his blue eyes shining. "It IS quite short. But I love it. Don't bend over and you'll be fine sweetheart." He gave my bum a smack and then walked out of the wardrobe.
