One In The Same

Chapter 12

Hey guise. ^^ So I read Bai's chapter & she read me a short story she wrote last night and she's totally passing me up in the writing department. That used to be my forte but apparently she took over. That's coo though, I could tell you anything about world history. Beat that Bai! :P Anyways, I always get the best inspiration with Ed Sheeran so guess who's blasting? Enjoy you guys! xx

~Val**

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*Olivia*

I walked in the same café and let the strong scent of coffee and wafers waft past me. Oliver sat at a middle table and was leaning over his phone, his fingers twitching over the screen. Not meaning to, I starred a bit too long. A man bumped me from behind, bringing me back to my senses.

"Excuse me, Sir, but is this seat taken?" I casually asked as I flitted over to his table.

"Why no, miss. I was just hoping this really gorgeous girl would come join me for lunch and apparently, my prayers were answered." I blushed involuntarily and sat down. "It is truly amazing what God can do for us, isn't it?" 

I looked at Oliver with admiration. "Well yes it is." I giggled a bit, feeling a sense of enlightenment. Oliver and I hadn't talked about religion the previous time we had met up but now I realized he was like me. At least a little bit; knowing that God is great and that he is number one. "You sure are something else, Oliver. I don't think I've ever met anyone like you in New York."

"You're something else, Olivia." He starred at me for awhile until a middle-aged woman came over to take our coffee orders. When she departed Oliver turned his attention back to me. "You know, I'm getting a little tired of all this coffee. What do you say we grab a bite to eat tonight? At a real restaurant? Like a ... first date, maybe?" I blushed a bit more and hoped he couldn't tell.

"I'd love to Oliver." I replied.

Shortly after Oliver received a text and abruptly stood up.

"I'm really sorry Olivia but I think I need to go now... I have to go take care of some stuff." And with that he lightly walked away, shoving through the doors, leaving me with the bill and wondering what had just happened.

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That night I was waiting on a text from Oliver about dinner and weather or not it was still going to happen. I walked around my room and listened to music, growing increasingly frustrated with what had happened earlier. Did I say the wrong thing? Did I turn out to be someone he didn't like? Finally I heard my phone go off.

Oliver: "Hey sorry about earlier, I forgot that I hadn't fed my lizard. Had to go get crickets. Dinner?"

I read the text bewildered. Was that really the excuse he was using? I couldn't stand people who lied to me. At the end though I gave him the benefit of the doubt.

Me: "Sure.. where do you want to go?"