Chapter four~ That's Awfully Rude

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by NiallsBabeObviously

by NiallsBabeObviously

Olivia's POV:

I felt a warm presence above my face, but I brushed it off. It's probably just the room. I tried to fall back asleep. I started to doze off when I felt pressure on the right side of the bed. I again brushed it off, assuming it was just Louis. I turned over and was now laying on my left side. I tried to sleep yet again, but I had the feeling that someone's presence was in the room with me. I knew it wasn't a spirit though. That feeling is different, it's more like anxiety when a spirit is near.

After what felt like about ten minutes of thinking, I decided to get out of bed. I rolled onto my right side and popped open my eyes.

"Holy fuck!" I scream, jumping back words. I saw Harry's wide eyes staring at me. This is getting awkward.

"Sorry, I'll go," he muttered before turning around, his bare back moving towards the door.

"Wait!" I exclaimed, jumping on his back.

"Hey! What are you-"

"Shhh..." I shushed him and covered his mouth. "Did you- uh- see that?" I pointed over to a corner of the room.

"No," he said, causing me to frown, but he then continued speaking, "but I can feel it. I can hear it."

"So do you think I'm crazy?" I asked without thinking. That's when I realized he said he could feel and hear what I pointed at. What I pointed at was a tall, young, male ghost.

"I don't think you are, but you might think I am," he chuckled.

"Wait, tell me something. What can you feel? What can you hear? Specifically from over there," I pointed again.

He closed his eyes in concentration as I climbed off his back and onto the bed. He sat next to me, and to my surprise, he started speaking in a low voice.

"Rose. Mary Rose. Crash. Silence. Silence. Everything, silent," he said, never once opening his eyes. I immediately began to feel teary-eyed.

"Mary Rose," I said as I nodded, "That's my sisters name," he opened his eyes, "She died in a car crash. She was with our uncle."

"You don't have to say anything else. I don't want you to cry," he told me. I nodded. He hugged me with one arm as we still sat.

"By the way, I would never think you were crazy. I see spirits," I laughed, causing him to also laugh.

"We could be a team, I guess. What do you say? Friends? Team mates?" He rambled on. I nodded with a smile.

"It's awfully rude to scare someone, just so you know," I giggled as I scolded him.

"Well, you said the 'f' word. That's kind of rude," he smirked, stifling a laugh.

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Author's Note:

Sorry this chapter isn't that long. I just wanted Olivia and Harry to meet. But I hope you like it anyway. Ciao for now. ;)