Will contain swearing.
Short chapter, I know but hopefully the next one will be longer. x
Olivia's POV*
He just stared at me. Literally he just stood there and looked at me for a good 5 minutes. Like to the point of creepy stalker.
"Are you like gonna say something?...Cause you know I would leave but your blocking the door." He suddenly got the gist and awkwardly looked at his shoes.
"I uh, just can't believe how different you look Livy." That stupid nickname. It was his way to make me feel small when we were younger.
I didn't know what to say to him. The boy who use to haunt my dreams. The boy I despised. "Yeah, I guess being continuously picked on, contributed to the new bod." He gave me a sly smirk, looking directly in my eyes.
"Well then, I guess i'm glad to have taken part"
Somebody hold me back and hide all the sharp objects cause I was gonna fucking stab a bitch.
"Ha ha...well then I think that's my cue to get the hell out of here." I needed to leave, I can't go down for a murder charge i'd never survive in lockup.
I clenched my fists as I made my way to the door, I nudged past him and couldn't help but admire his beautifully large bicep. Darn my female hormones. Before I could make it past the door frame, he grabbed my wrist, stopping me dead in my tracks.
That stupid smirk still on his stupid face. He's grip was tight and he glanced me up and down.
Pervert.
"Am I interrupting something? Jamie had come out of the bathroom, with just a towel wrapping his waist. I looked at him then back at Miles, he hadn't taken his eyes off me. He yanked his hands away.
"No, just asking Livy what she was doing back here." He lied straight through his teeth and he was good at it, finally looking at Jamie.
"Oh, well uh this was the surprise."
"Yeah I figured" Was that cheeky bloody smirk permanent.
"Well I have better things to do with my time so adiós amigos." My attempt at leaving was blocked by the sweaty masterpiece blocking the door.
"Mmm I see that we're both bilingual" The idiot continues to speak, where's the mute button on my remote.
"Miles just because you ate paella that one time, does not make you fluent in Spanish, and you didn't even like it." I giggled and Miles turned back to me, noticing his eyes for the first time today and remembering the beautiful brown with specks of amber. Damn Olivia get a grip.
"Shut up man, I ate the churros...and that waitress." I snapped back to reality and looked away. His face says it all. He's so pleased with himself while I'm over here vomiting on the inside. "Really man Liv hasn't even been home an hour. Now get out of here both of you, unless my dick is what you wanna see at 1:30 in the afternoon." Now I was definitely going to vomit.
"Nothing I haven't seen before buddy!' Miles screamed while walking out the door. How close had they gotten since I had left?...
I made my hasty exit out of the room and found Miles outside leaning on the wall. "So Livy when are you finally going to admit your undying love for me, huh?" He wasn't shy i'd give him that.
"Wow, how blunt you are Mr. Soccer star. Not even in your wildest dreams." He laughed and pushed off the wall and walked over to me. He stood next to me and leaned into my ear and whispered "Oh honey, don't you know that's what all my wildest dreams are about."
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"Its already boring without you Liv"
"Amy it hasn't even been a day"
"I know but can you come back already, Travis and I miss you."
"How is he, I miss you guys so much." I had Face timed Amy the minute after I had kicked Miles in the ankle and stormed off.
"He's sad I guess. He's kind of disappeared since the other day, but can you really blame him his girlfriend just up and left within the space of 3 days." I frowned, it had taken me so long to get Travis to come out of his shell.
"Enough about us, how's the fam bam? Is it all Brady bunch and such?"
"Far from it, it's more like the Adam's family up in this joint. My Father is acting like every thing is sunshine and rainbows. My mother is trying to act like a mother again, oh and my brother has a psychopath for a best friend."
"A psychopath? Ohh do tell me more Wednesday."
"Haha you're very funny and I don't even want to waste my breath on that boy"
"Olivia! Dinner!" I heard my brother calling.
"Babe I have to go, I'll call you later?"
"Sounds good, i'll try to get in touch with Travis for you. Ok byeee!" She slammed the computer screen down. Why did I attract the crazy ones.
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We all sat in silence, slowly eating our food. Miles had joined us for a reason lost by me.
"So Olivia, are you excited to start school tomorrow? My mother asked me from the head of the table. I didn't answer for a few moments and my Dad kicked me from under the table, earning a scowl from me.
"Uh not particularly, if I'm being honest."
"Oh why Livy, you know if you really want me to be I'll your bestie for life. We'll walk around with matching bags and t-shirts that have hearts on them that connect. Oh I can just picture it now, it'll be magical." Miles leaned his head into his hand and had amassive goofy grin on his face. Jamie was hysterically laughing while my Mother had a slight smile on her face.
"Oh Miles you know me too well, how did you know that that was exactly what I was thinking, aha!" He smirked and continued to eat his dinner. His tattoos on full display as he aggressively cut his steak.
"Anyway Olivia, I bought some books for you and put them into your room." my mother says to me.
"Oh thanks Diane, what time do you leave tomorrow Dad?" She didn't try to hide the frown on her face.
"I'll be still here when you get back from school, don't you worry about that." I smiled at him and the table returned to silence. How was I going to survive these people and furthermore how was I going to survive the people in High School.
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