Distraction

Chapter 22

OLIVIA.
Dan and I haven't walked much up the hill, but I'm already a little out of breath. 'God I need to get back into running.' Daniel chuckles. He places his hand on my back, putting pressure on his hand, pushing me a little bit. It isn't helping one bit, but ok. I really should get back into running. I stoped because I haven't had the time, that was my excuse. I was just too lazy. 'Are you coming with me to Mexico?' This weekend is the race. Tomorrow he's leaving to get ready there. 'Not tomorrow. I wanna see some more of Cali. I don't know if I'll make it before Sunday. I'm sorry.' He shakes his head, not excepting my apology. 'You don't have to be at every race. You wanna travel go ahead, that's what you wanna do. I don't wanna stop you for doing what you love.' I smile. 'I'll for sure be at the Brazilian.'

'You wanna get married right?' He asks before taking a bite of his bread. We're having a small picnic somewhere on the hill we're walking. The view is beautiful, you can see allot of the city. 'Yeah.' I already smile at the thought. 'Why?' 'I've heard you talking about it, but I still wasn't sure. I don't know if I'm supposed to ask this, but I don't want you to say no when I ask.' Aw he's insecure so adorable. I smile. 'You can't handle the rejection?' I tease him. 'Wait your not going to ask now right?' My eyes widen by the thought. Quickly he shakes his head. 'No. I'm not going to ask this if I already bought a ring, than it would a little bit stupid to ask this.' That's right. My smile grows more with the thought of Daniel and I being engaged. Married. Have kids. I can't wait. 'I want a big family you know that right?' I've always wanted a big family since I was little. Cozying up on the couch with each other. Big table eating with each other, talking about our day. Allot of grandchildren. But that's is way too far in the future, first children myself. 'I do know that.' He smiles. 'But if you want two kids that's fine too.' I don't wanna put him under pressure. It's not that I want to have like ten kids. Around 3 kids is good, 4 max. One more than two but alright. 'No no. You're the one giving birth. You know I love kids. I'm sure it's gonna get tough, but fun.' He was so sweet to my nephews and nieces. I take my camera out of the backpack Daniel was carrying, with the food in it and my camera of course. I take some pictures of the view, Daniel, the food.

'Get off it's going to brake.' My legs are tight around the suitcase of Daniel as he's rolling it. I'm trying so hard not the fall off, it isn't a big suitcase. 'You killed me yesterday.' 'When? You mean last night?' When I look at him I can see him smirk. 'No. The hike.' He looks at me. 'That was nothing.' I get off and finally start walking. 'So you're telling me I need to sport? You don't like me like this?' I don't walk far because I stop. I'm just messing with him, it's fun. We do it sometime with each other, but we never know when. 'No Ollie I didn't mean it like that.' He finally noticed I stopped. 'Yes you did. You think I'm fat?' I start walking the other way. 'Ollie no. Stop walking!' I ignore him. 'Olivia come here!' I still ignore him but I'm smiling, he can't see I'm smiling. A hand grabs my arm. Quickly I put on my sad face, before I turn around. 'I love you Olivia. No matter how you look. You're beautiful. I don't care if you don't sport, that's stupid. What?' He stops when I start smiling. 'I'm just playing.' He rolls his eyes. 'I hate you.' 'No you don't.' We continue walking.

'Hey walking meme,' I hear behind me. He isn't talking to me, right? 'Or do I call you Olivia?' I look up from my phone. A man with a camera stands next to me. So he's talking to me. 'Olivia is good.' I smile. I was just waiting on a cab. 'Did you lost your luggage?' I shake my head. 'No I dropped of a friend,' I struggled a little with the last word. I don't wanna tell him I dropped my boyfriend off, because maybe there are already people who saw us. But I want our relationship to be a secret for a while. Not that it's that hard, but here is paparazzi, you don't have that in Europe, al least not much. 'You don't live here right?' I shake my head. 'No, I'm on holiday.' 'You like it so far?' I nod. 'Yeah. Haven't seen much of Cali yet, but the other places in America are amazing.' A car stops finally. 'I need to go. Have a nice day.' 'You too Olivia.' I get into the cab. While I say to the man where I need to go, Riley texted me. She asks if I wanna go with her wedding dress shopping. All ready I'm excited.

'Girl your memes are amazing,' Riley her sister says to me. 'Yeah. It's crazy how it goes all over the world in a couple of hours. How many new followers I got is even more crazier.' 'You're pretty duh, and you pictures are amazing.' I rest my hand on my heart. 'Thank you.' She's so sweet, I haven't met her many times. Riley changed into her third dress. This one is pretty, but not for her. Riley turns around facing us after she looked in the mirror. Mary makes a face she doesn't likes it. 'It's a pretty dress. I love your curves in it. I just think you need a v or a heart neckline, show some boob.' 'I agree,' her mom says. She nods. Turning around once more before leaving again. Riley and Tom aren't have a traditional wedding with a white dress and soft colors. No they are doing an African wedding, very colorful. I already love it. I don't know how it's going to look, but I know it's going to be amazing. It's going to be here in California in a church, that's all I know.
With my mouth open I look at Riley. 'This is it,' her mom says. I nod. The bottom is really light blue and the top is a little darker blue, but not too dark, with a soft, not to buzzy, pattern. It's a mermaid shape, it's very pretty. Tears sting in her eyes when she turns around. 'Queen Riley!'