Breathless

NOAH

Last time I had seen Olivia was at her house last year when I came for Thanksgiving. It was the only time I ever saw her. Last two years I had came home with Trent. First year, I never saw Olivia which I thought was weird because she was supposedly there, but every time I asked about his sister Trent would brush it off and made it clear he didn't want to talk about it. But last year Trent and I had arrived at his house in late afternoon and decided we would drop our bags for the week off and go meet some of his friends at a bar. We were there for a short period of time, but as we were walking toward the door to leave, a small, beautiful girl crashed into me. Literally crashed into me.

She looked up at me with the most sad brown eyes and was confused why I was standing there. Even though she ran into me I couldn't help but apologize, "I'm sorry."

She pulled away quicker than my body wanted her to and replied in the most beautiful southern voice, "It's ok, I shouldn't have been running in like that, I was just excited to see my brother. Who are you?" I told her who I was and we officially met and then Trent and I were out the door. I couldn't help but think about her the rest of the night. I knew I would eventually meet his sister and I knew she was off limits, but I couldn't deny the attraction and pull I had to her.

Ever since meeting her I tried to shake it, but I can't help but think of her occasionally. Of course I can't tell Trent because Olivia is off limits. But what I was not expecting was to come out of my house today to see Olivia.

I don't know how less than a year could allow someone to change so much, but while she was still beautiful it was like she was more than that now. She was no longer a girl, but became a woman. She had curves that made my eyes wonder. Her brown hair had grown. I couldn't help but want to adjust myself from how much she was affecting me. I could see how much the other guys were being affected as well so I had to get her out of here before one of them jumped the chance to make a move, not that I think Olivia would be the kind to take the opportunity; she was probably immune to football players, since her brother played, or at least I hoped.

On my way to practice all the guys were talking about her and I kept quiet as they all joked about what they would do to her; I was left fuming trying to keep my cool cause I could not let on how much she affected me. Why did I feel like Olivia being here would change things?