I hummed quietly walking to the pool, this man literally has an ocean in the back of his house like when are they ever this big?!
I sat on the side basking in the warmth of the sun, I took some pictures and just as I was about to take the last one a bee flew in my face. (selfie in the media)
Fun fact I'm terrified of them and I wasn't really thinking. I screeched throwing my phone somewhere and I was underwater, resurfacing I saw a twinge of amusement in Oliver's features.
"Asshole" he didn't even try to help me.
He tore of his shirt showcasing his amazing abs- literally how much does he work out? Suddenly a red-headed girl walked out of the house, like seriously this chick came out of no where.
This is like the third girl that's been here this week. it's been a good two weeks since I moved in and he's eased up a little bit.
He still doesn't talk much but he doesn't just deadpan me now.
I knew he was a ladies man but geez! Plus they're all girls from the office! I flicked him off as he stepped into the pool with the girl clinging onto him for dear life.
I found my phone near by the sunflower. Seeing the small crack on it I whined walking back inside.
I changed out of my wet clothes taking a quick shower throwing on an oversized t-shirt...I needed a nap. ______ Nap was an understatement it was eleven o'clock and I fell asleep around 6. I slid on some yoga pants and when I walked passed Oliver's door and he wasn't in there.
I quietly walked down the steps, he wasn't anywhere downstairs either. I kept walking down one of the long hallway of the theatre room and light peeking through a door that I'd never noticed before.
It creaked when I pushed it and I was shocked at what I saw, various drawings and sketches of realistic hearts the one that caught my eye was the one on the table.
It was a sheet of paper with eight hearts on it, the first one looked healthy then it seemed to deteriorate. The last heart was shriveled up I turned around when I heard a rustle at the entrance of the door.
It was Oliver, with bags in his hand he hadn't noticed me yet but when he did.. oh boy, I wish he didn't.
"WHY ARE YOU IN HERE GET OUT!" I jumped startled at his outburst
"Oliver I-"
"NO! YOU HAVE NO BUSINESs in here" his voice cracked and his face reddened, was he about to cry?
"I'm sorry Oli-" he pointed to the door with his head down his muscular frame shaking slightly.
I walked out and turned to apologize again but he door was slammed in my face.
"YOU KNOW WHAT FUCK YOU OLIVER! I SAID SORRY" I screeched kicking the door.
I heard sniffs from inside and I just walked away. Why was he being such a little punk about his drawings? I thought they were cool was he self conscious or something? Ugh whatever..
I sat on the counter eating a banana deep in thought what's this guys deal? _______ Heyyy! how was this lol trashy? :/ Vote? Comment? No? Ok ;(
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Oliver's "mean" face😂😂😂 Just imagine him not looking down okey :))))
