I'll Love You

♠️ Chapter 6 ♠️

  ♠️ Oliver Swayze ♠️  

When I woke up she was still sleeping, I lightly stoked her  cheek and she smiled. I went downstairs thinking about what I was going to cook for her, but to my surprise I find the maid cooking. She looks at me and then starts yelling.

"Oh mon Dieu! Il y a un cambrioleur dans la maison. Où est Lorenzo, qu'est-ce que tu as fait avec lui?" She yells desperately, hyperventilating, and she starts sweating, not knowing what to do. So she lifts up her knife, still scared.

"No, i'm not here to hurt you or Lorenzo. I'm Rosalie's friend, Margaux's niece." I tell her, making her calm down, not one second she puts the knife down. Then she lifts up her eyebrow.

"Rosalie?" she pauses, putting her thoughts together, her accent was very strong. Then a small smirk develops on her lips.  "I see. Now I understand. . ." she says giggling.  This makes me smile, knowing what she is implying.

"No, it not what you think. I was here to keep her company yesterday, since Margaux wasn't here. She was going to be alone. Even though I wish it were what you're thinking . . ." We both laugh at the same time, "but I respect her, I need to do this at her pace. I'm sure you know what I mean?"

"Yes, I do, she's a beautiful girl, and you  are a very handsome boy. I'm sure you can work something out."  she said still smirking

Before, I could talk anymore, she handed me a tray with food for us both. It was warm, and smelled delicious. There was four croissants, fruit, and tea for both of us.

I went down the hall the hall, and saw Lorenzo get up, 

"Good morning, Enzo" I tell him with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Swayze, only Rose can call me Enzo, and what are you doing here?" he snapped reaching for a raspberry on the tray.

"I'll call you Lorenzo, wen you start calling her  Rosalie" I say sticking my tongue out. He raises an eyebrow, shrugs, and runs to the kitchen.

When I get to her room, she's still sleeping. I put te tray on the table near the sitting area, open the blinds, and walk towards her.

God, she looks beautiful.

 I sit next to her in bed, moving the hair out her face.

She opens her eyes, soon after I sit.

"Every morning that is like this, will be a good morning" I say making her giggle.

She reaches out her hand to touch my hair, and lightly pulled my head down to her chest, so that she could hug me. Her hands were so soft and gentle, like cashmere. 

"Thankyou for staying with me Ollie." She gave me a light kiss on the cheek, making me smile.

"You are always welcome princess" I smiled. "Now go take a shower, while the food gets warm, it's still hot." she nodded and helped her off the bed.

"What about you?" she asked.

"After we eat here, we'll pass by my apartment, then we can go where I was taking you yesterday."

 She smiles, and then starts stretching. Making her way to the her bathroom.

~Rosalie Grey~

He was standing there, and I was laying down. I didn't want to get up yet, so I pulled him into hug, resting his head on my chest. His heart was beating fast, and I thanked him for staying with me. It meant a lot, for some reason, I knew he wouldn't force me to do something I didn't want to do. Even though I did want to, but all my feelings were mixed up in the moment, it wasn't like me to act like this.

He told me to go shower and I agreed. I jumped in the shower, and expected the water to come out from the bottom, instead it came out the shower-head first, wetting all of my hair. I finished and got dried. Went to the closet, and like yesterday, I tried to keep the first outfit I tried on. I wasn't sure where were were going so I did something casual, but not too causal. 

So I wore a spaghetti strap loose shirt, with leggings and Vans . . . never-mind that's very casual. I changed to all Nike, since it looked more uniform.

I brushed my hair, and tried to put it up in a bun, I started grunting because I was struggling. I guess Ollie heard me. I was in front of a mirror with a chair, and I smiled when he came.

"What's wrong Peach?"

" My hair . . ." I said throwing my hands up in the air.

"There's nothing wrong with your hair, you don't know how to do it," he giggled poking my cheek,"here, let me", he said grabbing the brush. He gently brushed it, and then divided it in two parts. Then he started braiding, I was so surprise he could, not many guys can. He finished them quick too. He tied them in the bottom with rubber bands, and smiled. Checking all around to see if they looked good.

"You like them?" he asked

I nodded"Now, do I need something else? I'm not sure where we're going" I asked grinning.

"Actually, now I'm thinking i'm gonna take you somewhere else. "

"Ollie, I didn't even know where you were going to take me in the first place" I whined, pointing to my clothes.

"Get a bathing suit, a sundress, shorts and a shirt, and . . . matter of fact i'll get them for you."

"Alright . . ." I say, pointing to the closet.

I see him running around the closet, he grabs Tommy Hilfiger tote, and puts it on his arm like a girl, twirling fake hair, making me giggle. He asks me where my bathing suits are and I point to the drawer, he pulls out a bright pink one piece, I nod no, and he nods yes, placing it on the closet counter.

Then he get the sundress, he looks at it, and I can tell he likes it. He stuffs it inside the bag.

He then picks out the shorts and the shirt, also placing it on the counter.

"Put these on, put the bathing suit underneath."

"Alright bossy" I say winking at him, making my way to the bathroom.

When I get back, he has everything in the bag. He extends his unoccupied hand to me and I gladly take it. 

"By the way, how'd you get here, I didn't know you had a car here in Cannes." 

He chuckles .

When we get outside and I see a black motorcycle, he gets in the front, handing me the bag. I place it in between me and him, so that it won't fall. I wrap my hands around his waist, resting my head on his back.

He takes off, and I remembered he said that we were going to stop by his apartment. The view was beautiful, most of all because he was in it.