Without Reason (Colton Dixon and Sam Woolf Fanfiction )

Chapter Fourteen •• Olive

I held the styrofoam cup in my hands, the chill of the ice that lay inside sending a relieving cool through my body, and erasing the sweat the Georgia heat had caused. I couldn't find Sam anywhere, and it made me begin to think maybe he'd changed his mind about coming to the Savannah Airport. "There she is." A deep voice spoke, knocking me out of my trance. I couldn't help but grin, shaking my head as Lou slid into the plastic chair that sat across the table from me. "Well, hello, Mr. Ziebell." I spoke, and he nodded in greeting. "How is this day, Miss Ashford?" I couldn't help but laugh. "This day is good," I said, between laughs. Leaning back in the oddly comfortable chair, Lou hung his arms behind his head, hands pressed on top of each other. "How have you been these last three months, ma'am? Tired, or even overly heated? Have you had any odd urges?" I glanced at him, confusion in my eyes. "What do you mean odd urges?" Shaking his head, he leaned forward once again, elbows against the surface of the table. "Don't think I want to explain it." I raised an eyebrow, a smile raising along with it. "Don't think I necessarily want to know." Lou placed his feet flat on the tiled airport floor, pushing himself up from the chair. "So where is he at?" I questioned, my lips feeling relieved to let the words out that I'd been meaning to ask Lou since he sat down. A laugh exposed itself from low in his throat, and his head shook. "Come on, Olive." Not releasing my drink from my hand, I bent my knees and stood. Lou's beautiful grey eyes focused on me, trailing from the top of my head to the tips of my converse. "What?" I questioned, suddenly feeling subconscious about the clothes I wore, the orange tank top suddenly not matching the dark jeans as well as they had earlier that morning. His thin lips curved into a smile, and words tumbled out of his mouth I had never expected. "Sam's going to be in trouble." My heart fell to my stomach, on it's way leaving a trail of cold feeling, soon flooding out to the outer skin of my arms, causing goosebumps to form. My fingernails left crescent moon shaped indents in the white cup, but not deep enough for fluids to come out. "He doesn't look at me like that." Lou grinned, starting out of the food court, making me have to rush to meet his long stride. "You don't practically live at his house, Olive. You haven't been friends with him for almost his entire life, through his ups and his downs, you don't know him. I know what that boy looks like whenever he cares for someone, and I know that he cares about you, Olive, whether it's in a friendly manner or not." I stood there, open-mouthed as he just grinned. "Now enough of my lectures. Let's go find that boy." I looked up at him, and shook my head, brown waves bouncing on my shoulders, blue eyes shining in the bright lights of the airport. "Okay, let's go."
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My feet hit the floor, the converse making loud noises, and I quietly cursed myself for wearing flat-footed shoes, and wished I'd worn my nikes. "Sam can't wait to see you and go to Hollywood," Lou commented as we walked through the airport. I looked up at him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion, being sure to not miss a step and trip over my heavy shoes. "He can't?" I questioned. Lou shook his head, looking straight ahead. "You and your sister is all I ever heard about down in Florida. Sam talked non-stop about you and Max talked non-stop about your sister, it gets quite annoying, actually." Hurtling my fist at his bicep, I felt the contact against the muscle vibrate back down my arm. He laughed, rolling his eyes, "The truth hurts, girl." I crossed my arms, stopping in my place, feet platformed stiff against the tiles. Lou stopped the same, arms over his chest in a mocking manner. "You're an ass." I smirked at him, but it soon faded as I saw Sam standing up in the distance talking to May. Lou opened his mouth, a cute grin spread across his face. "Sam Woolf!" He hollered, causing Sam's eyes to evert from May, and to flicker in our direction. His eyes widened as they rested on me, causing Lou to shoot me a grin. "What did I tell you?" I felt my cheeks flush a deep red at Lou's words, and I pulled my eyes away from Sam's gaze. "You better go say hi before he comes charging over here," Lou told me. I felt my feet begin to carry themselves over the airport flooring toward where Sam stood beside May. His brown hair was parted off to the side, in what could be considered a sexy manner. A shirt that bore black and green stripes was what he wore, along with a silver dog tag around his neck, and dark jeans that hung off of his legs, but not too much. "Olive!" He yelled and I swear I saw his eyes light up, and I felt my shoulders become hit, and couldn't help the smile that broke out over my lips. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see May smirking, and I made sure to keep the image of it in the back of my mind, knowing that I would be able to replay the action upon her in the near future. "Samuel Woolf, are you actually excited to see me?" I questioned, fists on hips. His smile faltered as I used my serious tone. "Uh, um, maybe. Sort of." Another look from me caused him to confession the truth. "Yeah, um, I am excited to see you actually." I cocked my head to the side, rolling my eyes. I leaped forward, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he pulled me tightly into a hug. "I missed you." He whispered into my hair, holding his arms around my back. I turned my head up, looking into his eyes, "Really?" I questioned, not tearing my eyes from his, glad that I was able to speak quietly enough that my words wouldn't enter Lou, or even May's, ears. He grinned and his freckles stood out more than they used to. "Yes really, Olive. Florida's actually pretty boring." Stepping back from him, I glanced in May's direction, biting my lip. "Come on, children, we have a flight to catch."