All My Love

Chapter 44

| Harry |

"What was that about?" Olivia asks as I take a bite of the sandwich she made and give a nonchalant shrug, opening the fridge to take out a water bottle. "Was she your girlfriend or something?" She asks and I roll my eyes at her.

"No, absolutely not." I tell her and lean to the side to set the sandwich down on the paper plate that hers. I open up the water and she knits her perfectly filled brows together.

"Then why were you being all touchy in front of her?" Olivia asks quietly, not looking at me as she brings the sandwich up to her lips. I step forward and take the sandwich away from her small hands and set it on top of mine. I take another drink of the water bottle and set it down before holding her hips and guiding her ass to hit the counter.

"Because I'm allowed to do whatever I please. It is my place after all." I whisper, making my voice extra husky next to Olivia's ear as my hands down her full, much juicy ass and stop at the back of her thighs. I kiss her neck time same time I pull up on her thighs to have her jump and she obeys. I drop her on top of the counter, still kissing around her neck.

My tongue runs over the hickey I left an hour ago and she holds back a moan, causing a smirk to appear on my lips. I stay inches away from her mouth, waiting for her beg and without another second to spare, her hands grab my face, pulling me to her. Her tiny arms wrap around my neck along with her legs around my hips and I keep her attached to my skin. I turn around and she slides off my body, getting on her knees.

"Can't get enough?" I smirk and start running my hands through her thin dark hair.

"Take it to your room Harry." Michael groans and Olivia shoots up, embarrassment written all over her face. A smirk lingers on my lips and I look back over my shoulder to see him flipping me off as he walks to his bedroom.

"Your friend Becca is in there." I yell out to him and I can basically see the eye roll from the back of my head. "C'mon." I kiss Olivia's forehead and she hurries to get the sandwich and the water bottle that was mine. She follows me to my room.

"Who is Becca?" Olivia asks with a mouth full of turkey and bread and I walk over to my dresser, pulling out some Nike sweatpants.

"The girl you saw." I say flatly, sliding up the sweatpants. I pick up my clothes from the floor, shoving them into the hamper. Olivia sits at the end of my bed, crisscross, shoving the sandwich in her mouth.

"Yeah but like who is she? I get she wasn't your girlfriend but is she someone you like loved or something? Was it like one of those movies where the guy couldn't have the girl?" Olivia laughs at her pathetic joke of a comparison and I get in her face.

"It was the other way around." I say low and rip the sandwich away from her hand, causing her to jump in a startle. "I don't do the whole love thing so if that's what you're in for, I suggest you get your happy ass up and get out." I get off my bed.

"Damn, who tore your heart out?" Olivia asks in a laugh and I throw her daggers to shut up. Her lips become a solid straight line, keeping quiet. "Don't worry. I'm not going to fall in love and all that mushy shit, I'm not looking for that. My heart was broken, remember? This agreement you made is a like temporary fix for me, something to keep my mind off of it." She speaks again and I look back at her once more, staying quiet before walking into the bathroom and shutting it behind me.

I put the last small bite into my mouth and run the back of my hand across my mouth, chewing roughly as I stare into the mirror.

Little red circles are in three different places on my chest and I bring my fingers up to them, feeling weird that they're even on my body in the first place. Never once did Becca leave little markings but Olivia isn't Becca. She never will be. I swing open the door and Olivia looks over at me, licking her lips.

"Take the shirt off." I say in a raspy demand and she obeys, letting my cup each tit as I go to attach our lips.

| Becca |

"I'm sorry about that back there." Michael says, pulling out of the apartment complex and I shake my head.

"Really, it's fine. I have to get over him anyways, he's just making it easier." I say, unsure of myself and twiddle my thumbs in my lap.

"He's not making it easier though, is he?" Michael asks with concern and I bite my tongue, shaking my head no. "I should introduce you to my friends." He says and I look over at him with an eyebrow raise. He laughs and nods his head. "His name is Ashton, he's a really cool guy and there's also Cameron, he's a bit weird but you can ignore that."

"I don't think getting with another guy is going to solve my problem with Harry. If anything it'd just make me miss him more." I say in a soft laugh and Michael immediately starts shaking his head.

"No, no, not like that. I was just saying as in having a new friend. Since it seems like all of us are just going down hill." Michael says and I bite the side of my lip, pondering. Maybe making new friends would help my whole friend situation. I shrug at myself and smile over at Michael.

"Sure, that'd be nice."

"Good, we'll go to Ashton's after the mall."

•••

"Are you positive she won't like this?" Michael almost whines as he holds up a keychain that's literally a human brain.

"I'm almost hundred and ten percent positive, plus you don't get your girlfriend a gift like that for Christmas." I laugh and continue to look around the creepy store that emos seem to love.

Michael walks up next to me, freaking out, causing me to hold my chest from being scared and look over at him with the biggest smile on his face.

"This. All of this." He beams in front of him and I follow his stare to a whole wrack of Lilo and Stich merchandise. I laugh and cross my arms, shrugging over at him. "Her friends call her Lilo, I have to get her this shit. She'll die." Michael smiles and begins to pick up a phone case scattered with Stich all over it. His eyes land on another item and then pick up the license plate frame.