Olivia is a shy college student who spent years building walls around her heart to avoid heartbreak. Harry is a loud mouth who is determined to break down those walls that gaurd Olivia's heart
"Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am?"
•~~~~• •Olivia's POV• •~~~~•
Last night I came to a conclusion that I really want Harry to be in my life, as more than just a friend. He understands me, and would never judge me for the silly things that I do. I decided that today is the day I will tell Harry about Toby. After I tell him all about Toby, I'll tell him about my feelings.
The door suddenly flew open revealing a giggly Kayla. "Olivia! I've missed you!" She exclaims.
"It's been two hours?" I say kind of quizzically.
"I know, but that's a long time!"
"Are you high?" I ask her.
"High on life." She exclaims loudly.
"What happened?" I ask her still very confused at the whole exchange.
"You don't need to know that, honey." She glares at me. It's like her whole mood took a 180, and now instead of being like fire, she's as cold as ice.
"Okay then." I say going back to doing my homework.
Kayla grabs an outfit, and rushes into the bathroom, she comes back a few minutes later in a cute dress. "You look nice." I say.
"Thanks. I have a date." She smirks at me.
"What about Luke?" I ask her. I know she could snap at me at any time, but I'm just a curious person.
"It would never work out." She sighs.
"Who's your date then?" I ask her curiously.
"You don't know him." She says as she applies makeup to her face.
"We'll have fun." I say to her honestly.
"Oh I will." She says to me slipping on her high heels, and grabbing her clutch. She leaves the room with one Sly look, then shuts the door closed.
I choose to go grab a bite to eat in town, rather than continuing on with my essay, which in theory is a bad idea, but my stomach tells me otherwise. I've really been craving pizza for a while now, so I decide that I'm going to go to a nice pizza parlor that's about 20 minutes off campus.
I arrive about and hour later to the pizza place, there was a lot of traffic on the way down, but luckily it cleared up halfway through my trip.
I step inside the cute little pizza parlor, and wait to be seated by the entrance. A guy who seems oddly familiar walks up to me with a shy smile on his face.
"Michael?" I say in Surprise. He never texted me after I gave him my number the first time we met. There is something different about him this time however, instead of bright red hair, he now wears Lilac purple atop of his head. It looks nice.
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