Cleaning

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Olivia's POV

I woke up early so I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I changed my pj into a black shorts and I kept the black baggy shirt on.

I started cleaning the house trying so hard to make everything clean and sparkle. Also trying to forget what happened last night.

Time skip~~~~

I was finally finished after 5 hours of cleaning. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 2:00. I decided to freshened up and took a bath. I wore a plain yellow hoodie and black ripped skinny jeans.

I went out and locked the door. I put both my earbuds on and it started playing 'Let me Love you by Justin Bieber'

I walked down the side walk with my money and phone. I soon came to Superstore and I got a cart. I went around the store buying foods and things that my parents can use. I also brought some food for myself.

I went to the check out and checked out the things I bought. I paid the cashier and picked up 4 bags of groceries. I started walking back home, the song changed into 'Closer by The Chainsmokers'

I started to sing to the beat and I unlocked the door and closed it and locked it behind me. I put the things away to where it was supposed to be. Once I'm finished I looked at the clock and saw that it was 10:56. I went down to my 'room' and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I laid down on my 'bed' and stared up at the ceiling.

My stomach then growled. Not eating for a whole day, cleaning and shopping can really make you hungry.

I ignored my grumbling stomach and slept.

~~~~~ the next morning~~~~~

I woke up at 9:00 and I wore a black hoodie and red skinny jeans. I went upstairs and saw that my parents didn't come home yet. I cleaned and organize things around the house.

I finished and looked around proud of what I did. The front door banged open making me jump. I saw that my parent came in and looked around the house satisfied of what I did.

They soon saw me, I bowed my head and took their bags. I carefully placed them at the table and took the other bag with clothes on. I went at the basement and put all the dirty clothes on the washer.

I laid down and closed my eyes falling asleep.

~~Time skip 9:00 in the evening~~

I woke up late at night. I stood up and opened the window that can fit 2 people in and I have a ladder below it. I stared outside the cold autumn wind slapping my face.

I heard a guitar strumming. I stuck my head out the window and looked around our yard and saw Alan holding a guitar looking at my mothers window.

I stifled a laugh. He started singing 'Sorry by Justin Bieber'

I tried so hard to stifle a laugh. Once he was done the window opened revealing my ugly mother. She smiled at Alan also noticing  that he's The Alan Rickman.

She squealed and Alan just have a face that clearly says 'WTF!?!'. My mother soon closed the window and Alan was blushing madly from embarrassment.

I whistled to catch his attention which it did. He looked down at me and walked towards my window. He squat down and asked me "Olivia? Why are you there?"

I just motioned for him to come in which he was hesitant at first. He went down the ladder and into my 'room'.

He looked around questionably. I can't help it anymore. I bursted out laughing so loud. I heard my dad yelled "Quiet down you little bitch!!!" I stopped my laughter and wiped a tear away.

"Hehe, that was haha.... Hilarious!" I said to Alan who blushed a darker shade of red. "Umm. . . . Uhh. . . " he stuttered out.

I giggled and pat him at the back. He composed himself and held me by my shoulders. "Olivia, I just wanted to say sorry about . . . . That and the party on Wednesday." He said.

"What?" I asked as innocent as possible. "Don't pretend you don't know Olivia. Please just listen to me." He pleaded. I sigh but nodded. "I didn't kissed that woman heck I don't even know her! She is the one who kissed me! I didn't kissed her." He said emphasizing words.

I searched his eyes for a lie but found none. I smiled at him "you know. . . . I already forgave you." I whispered.

He let out a cry of happiness, he picked me up and spun around. I'm giggling while he was laughing with joy.

He soon put me back down to my feet. "So, why are you here at this time of night?" He asked looking around my 'room'.

I rub the back of my neck feeling nervous. "Umm, this . . . Is , . . My . . . Room." I said cheekily smiling up at him.

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