Loving Olivia

Chapter Twenty-Two

I will chase you to the edge of days to our last tomorrows
-Atticus

(Sexual content in the beginning. Feel free to skip)
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"Favorite ice cream?" I ask Noah during our intense game of 21 questions. I came over to his house after school to "study." That never goes as planned. It's a Friday, so I planed on staying for a bit and going home later tonight.

"Mint chocolate chip." I stare at him in horror.

"That has got to be the nastiest flavor ever! Homemade Vanilla Bean is hands down the best ice cream ever invented." He looks at me like I've just kicked his puppy.

"It is so not nasty! You just don't have good taste." He smiles at me, making my insides melt.

"Well I guess I don't have taste since I decided to date you." I smile my sweetest smile. A flash of hurt crosses over his face before something much darker settles in.

"Oh really now?" He starts to crawl over to me on the bed, making me back up until I hit his banister with my back. He stops once he's hovering over me, making it ten times hotter in the room.

He doesn't stop until he's directly over top of me and that stupid smirk that mad me fall for him in the first place appears on his face and before I know it his lips are on mine.

"Do you really think it was a bad idea going out with me?" Noah pulls away from my lips and asks, smirk as he does so.

"Just shut up and kiss me you idiot."

The kiss is soft at first, his lips feel like a warm cloud.   But that doesn't last long. His tongue licks the bottom of my lip asking to deepen the kiss and I accept it without a second thought.

It feels like I can't get enough of him. He's my drug. A very addictive one at that. I snake my hands up his back and to his neck in attempt to pull him closer to me. I tug on his baby hairs, earning a low groan from Noah in return.

His mouth moves away from mine and he starts sucking and bitting on the tender spot on the side of my neck, making the pit of my stomach feel like it's about to explode.

His fingers start fiddling with my jean button and my brain starts to function again

As much as I want to enjoy this and let things go as far as they can, I can't stop thinking about what Macy and I talked about the other day when I was sick. She was right about how I didn't wait to have sex with my ex, Luke. And our relationship didn't turn out the best.

"Hey, where'd you go?" Noah asks me, concern filling those pretty blue eyes. "Is something wrong?"

"Yes. No." He lifts off of me and I raise up to a sitting position. "I mean that I don't think I'm ready to go that far right now. I mean your sister is right downstairs." I honestly forgot Lauren was here until now.

"She won't hear us. Promise." He smiles, leaning over and planting his lips on me again. I kiss him back for a minute before pulling away from him and slightly push his shoulders back.

"Noah I'm serious okay? We've barely been dating three months and in my last relationship it didn't work-" I stop once I see the look on his face.

"Wait a minute." A dark look crosses his face. A look I've never seen before and it unnerves me. "You don't want to have sex because of your ex? Are you basing our relationship off of yours with him?" He gets off the bed and stands up like he can't be around me.

"No it's not like that Noah. It's different between us. I just don't want to rush anything because if we do, it could ruin everything. I don't want that to happen." I  stand up beside of him and I grab his hand.

He has a distant, pissed off look on his face and he's looking anywhere but at my face.

After what seems like hours of awkward silence, Noah finally speaks. "What was his name?"

"Noah I shouldn't have said anything about it. That's not important."

"Olivia what's his name?" His eyes are cold, the dark icy blue I've gotten used to over the weeks is way more dark than usual.

"Luke." I tell him. This wasn't supposed to blow up in my face like this.

"Do you still think about him? Is that why sex is such a problem with me?" That question stabs a knife through my heart.

"No Noah! God no!" I put my hands on his cheeks and I pull his face towards mine so he'll look me in the eye. " why would you even think that? I want you. Only you."

He pushes my hands off his face and walks away from me. " I don't know what to believe right now Olivia. I mean I thought things were going good!" He throws his hands up in frustration. "But you don't want to have sex because of your ex? That's making some warning bells-"

My phone starts ringing and Brooke's face starts flashing. I plan on letting it ring. She's the least of my problems right now.

"You should probably get that." I want to argue with him, but instead I pick up my phone and answer it.

"Right now isn't a good time Brooke."

"We'll make time little sis. Family meeting right now." She tells me, sounding agitated.

"Can't it wait? I'm in the middle of something." I ask. I don't want to leave Noah right now in the middle of a fight. I want to fix things first.

"Liv just get your ass here okay?" She hangs up on me.

"Sounds like you have to go." Noah says in such an angered way that makes me honestly want to leave. I get that he has a right to be jealous, but the source of him getting upset was me not wanting to have sex when he did. It shouldn't be this big of a deal.

I walk over beside his desk and grab my bag and slipping my shoes on, decoding that I should just go.

I go to walk out his door, but I stop and face him. "You know what Noah? If you want to get pissed off about me not wanting to have sex right now, then maybe this isn't going to work out."

I want to say I don't mean those words, but a little part of me does.

A look of surprise is present on his face and he opens his mouth to say something, but he stops himself and lets me walk out his bedroom door.

I can feel the fresh tears forming as I get into my car, threatening to spill.

I can't believe I just did that.

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Okay so I've been M.I.A the past couple months and I don't really have an explanation besides severe writers block. I honestly didn't know where I was going with this story and couldn't find any inspiration at all. I wrote, then deleted. Wrote, then deleted. And repeated that process about 100 different times. I'm sure this chapter sucks, as do the rest, but I do try my best with them. Also, the views have doubled over the past couple weeks so thanks for reading! I love you guys, and another chapter will be up soon!

Lots of love,
Kyra💕