Dominance

VII.❦ "Be mature, Olivia."

                               VII.❦ "Be mature, Oilvia"

The thought of even seeing Harry in a few minutes was making her detestably nervous . She couldn't really remember things from the party and was afraid he knew more than that she knew. She was ashamed of the fact that she got away from earth the second she saw him by the liquid that made her throat burn as if it was put on fire. 

Olivia always wondered how her life would continue after a twist would take place. She'd always read it in the stories; it started with the daily life, then a new person or a new personality would appear, a massive twist followed that broke her daily life and then the end. But she knew her life wouldn't end right after a massive twist, only certain things as a car accident or a sudden heart attack would be the cause of it. She was too young to die from tiredness, too young to be happy with the life she had lived. 

Was Harry the new person in her life as a book that broke her daily life? And does the new neighbor also play a role in it?  Does that mean a massive twist will come soon and her end would be in sight? Well, the end... that was a bit too bookish, right? But the massive twist that Olivia always recognized in books she'd to read for college made her wonder if her life actually appeared to be a book - the massive twist maybe was coming ahead.

Olivia exited her suite, locking the door behind her before looking down the barrier of the gallery, seeing a door of a garage getting opened. It was the door of the garage that was owned by the owner of the suite above her - it was Mr. Styles that exited the garage with a black flying car that stood out in the snow that reflected the sparkling sunlight. Olivia frowned; so he was home. 

She, again, couldn't see him. The roof of the flying car and the angle she was watching him from slight aside and in front made it impossible to see his face. She could only see his arms reaching forward, his huge hands embracing the wheel of the car, and his dark jeans that he wore as his legs disappeared in the hole where the pedals of the car were. It made her inhale deeply- was this meant to be, for her to not see him?

Olivia watched as he drove away with speed, letting her know he was in a rush. Finally, Mr. Styles left with his flying car the parking area of the flatbuilding and turned around the corner so he disappeared out of Olivia's eyesight. She sighed, raising her sports bag more onto her shoulder before going to the elevator.

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Her teeth had sunk into her bottom lip as she looked down at herself before exiting the changing rooms. The scent of body odor which was mixed with the air fresheners sprayed into the air to prevent the body odor from taking over the place filled Olivia's nostrils as she walked with her hands clutching her towel and bottle towards the reception. 

His back was shoulders were broad against his white t shirt as he leaned forward with his elbows on the desk of the reception. His hands were entwined and one of his feet placed the toes on the floor next to his other foot so his legs were crossed and his shorts slightly raised more, revieling more milky legs covered in dark hair. His voice was heard from afar and it was like too sad music though it didn't make Olivia said - but it made goosebumps raise onto her skin. As he talked to the tinted man again, she suddenly could her name and turned around, seeing Oliver walking over towards her with sweat-ridden skin.

   "Hey Olive." Olivia greeted him, enveloping him in a hug but cringing when she smelled the scent his body hold.

   "What are you going to do here? Jamie told me you had a personal trainer." Oliver told his best friend as they pulled away and he swung his towel over his shoulder. 

Olivia grunted. "Did she tell more people about it? Well, I'm going to exercise with him right now."

   "Oh good luck." Oliver smiled. "I'm done now so I am just going to head back home."