I am still really mad at him. I am still so angry that he left me. But how can I stay mad at someone who doesn't even remember what they have done? But how can I just carry on like nothing ever happened? I can't just forget how he made me feel. I cried for weeks. I feel horrible for the way I treated Nick, I was such a bitch, just because he wasn't Elliot.
"El, do you remember where you live?" I ask breaking the science
"Yeah, with Kathy and the kids" he answers
"Elliot, you don't remember? You divorced Kathy" I explain
"I did?" He asks
"Yeah, I'm sorry" I say
"No it's okay. Actually this is great!" He says
"What?! How?" I ask
"I'm single" he replies
"And?..."
He goes to say something, but he stops himself.
"I erm.. I should go" he says standing up
"El, you don't know where you live. Where will you go?!" I ask
"I'll stay in a hotel" he says
"No, el. Stay here" I say
"No Liv, I can't. You have Noah and.."
"So? You can sleep in my room and I'll take the couch" I say
"I can't kick you out of your bed" he says
"I don't mind" I say
"Liv, I'll take the couch" he says
"Okay, I'll get you a blanket from the closest" I say.
I walk back into the bedroom and get a blanket from of the op of the closet.
I quickly change from out of my blouse and into the NYPD t shirt that I threw on my bed this morning.
I walk back into the living room.
"El, I don't have any clothes for you" I say handing him the blanket
"Yeah you do!" He says
"What?" I ask
"That t shirt. It's mine" he says
I look at him confused.
That's why it's so big. That's why it smelt familiar!
"Oh, well you can wear this then, I'll wash it for you" I say
"There's no need to wash it" he smiles
"Erm, okay" I say.
I walk back into my bedroom and change into a Rolling Stones t shirt
I walk back out and see him without a shirt.
"Oh sorry" I say turning around
"Liv, chill out. You've seen me with out a shirt before" he laughs
"Yeah but.."
"You can turn around now!" He laughs again
I turn around, he is an centre meter away from me. He moves closer, turning the centre meter I to a miller meter.
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Forgotten
FanfictionOlivia has no one. Brian had just dumped her, and now she is depressed. The memories of her old partner come back to her. But more than the memories turn up at the squad room.
