"We met for a reason. You're either a blessing or a lesson."
-Frank Ocean
Twelve:
It was a rainy day. Rain hit the windows. And I was almost positive Oliver wouldn't come, and that made me sad. But when I saw him climb through my window, soaking wet, his hair matted down to his forehead. My mood immediately brightened. Before greeting Oliver I walk to the bathroom connected to my room and grab a towel from the cabinet. I hand it to him and he sends me a grateful smile.
"I'll get you some clothes." I walk out of the room, to my parents. I quickly enter the room, rushing around. Hoping if I do it quick enough I won't have to look at all the memories and I won't cry. I open my fathers closet and choose one of the shirts he left, it's a navy blue v-neck and a pair of gray sweatpants. I walk back to my room, Oliver sits on the edge of my bed. I hand him the clothing and usher him into the bathroom. He comes back 5 minutes later in the clothing. I nod approvingly and we walk downstairs.
"I didn't think you would come." I say as Oliver sits down and I get brownies from the fridge. I place the tray I front of him. He smiles.
"I'll always come for you Chai."
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"Can we watch a movie?" Asks Oliver after he finishes the brownies. I nod and lead him into the living room.
"Okay, what movie?" I ask.
"Umm, how about Star Wars?" He asks. I nod. Then I grab the disc, set up the movie and together we watch.
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"Bye Oliver!" I say as he climbs out of my window. He flashes me a smile one more time and then he is gone. I smile as I flop down on my bed. Thanks Oliver. I used to be sad. I used to bad. I used to be alone.
Thanks Oliver.
A/N
IM SO SORRY! I know I haven't updated in like fudging forever and I'm super duper sorry. I also want to apologize for the length of this chapter. I promise the next in will be longer. Also, if you guys could imagine Oliver as a celebrity, who would be look like????? I'm just curious. I also want to thank you guys for commenting and voting, I really, really appreciate it. Thank you, and I'm sorry.
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The boy & the brownies.
Teen Fiction"Sometimes it's okay to not be okay." Chai Flee was a broken girl. Oliver Rhine was a broken boy. And somewhere along the way of the crazy adventure we call life. Chai and Oliver met each other.
