HARRY
"You know how you said there would be another gift tonight?" I said, pushing Liv onto the bed. She laughed as I took her wrists and pinned them above her head so she couldn't move. "I was thinking we could do that a little early."
"I don't think that can happen," Liv said into my neck as I kissed her. Damn, I need her. I need her like I need air right now.
"Why?" I pouted, my arms on either side of her holding myself up. If I ducked down right now, my lips would be against hers and it would feel magical.
"It would screw up my plan." She said, reading my thoughts and lifting her mouth to mine, distracting me so she got her hands back.
"The only thing you're screwing is me." I promised her deeply, kissing her sensitive spot just below her ear lobe. I got a small moan out of her as she pushed my chest away.
"Oh, get up. I have to get ready. I haven't even showered yet."
"Ew, you nasty. That's gross. You smell weird." I said, getting as far away from her as possible.
"You were just trying to get in my pants!" She smiled, throwing her hands into the air in defense.
"I would never." I said, suddenly serious.
"Where is this mood coming from?" Livi laughed, my favorite sound filling my ears.
"Well, I was up at this place I used to go to in high school and all my really great friends were there, you know? Just that little burst of energy that comes from being with people. Like I get with you, but in a different way. I told them all about you and how lovely you are and how I'm about to be a father and they were all so happy." I was rambling on and on and Liv was laughing as she got her clothes.
"I'm glad." She said, walking past me and going into the bathroom. I fell onto the bed and heard Liv's phone vibrate on the counter. I thought about picking it up but decided against it, she wasn't hiding anything from me. Was she? No, of course not. There's nothing to hide.
Just to be safe, I picked her phone up and saw what I didn't want to see. A text from Zayn.
You're fucking pregnant?
I began breathing heavily, trying my hardest not to answer him and tell him off. God, I hate him. I don't even know why, but I do.
Before I could put her phone down, Liv walked into the room with a towel around her. "I forgot - what the hell?"
"It vibrated." I defended myself, giving her the phone. She sighed when she saw it and sat down next to me. Water falling from her dripping wet hair fell down her body and under her towel and I wanted to be one of the droplets inside her towel.
"It's not a big deal." Liv said, unlocking her phone so Zayn could see she read the message, and deleted it. "It doesn't matter what they think, right?" She put her hand on my leg and I nodded. her lips looked extra plump and kissable and she just looked so beautiful when she was completely natural.
She stood up before I could kiss her and grabbed whatever it is she forgot and went to the bathroom. "Why can't you get dressed in here?" I whined.
"You'll see." I better.
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Olivia wore the damn black dress that I love to dinner just to tease me, I'm sure of it. Her figure still looked so small, except for her boobs. I could see part of the mole that I loved so much when she sat a certain way. She was definitely growing, not substantially though. A 31 inch waist is still just as beautiful as a 24.
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Love is Lame
FanfictionOlivia hates everything. Literally. Her mom, her dead dad, her school, everything. And one person could reverse everything.