Blurred Sentimentality

Birthday From Hollywood (Ch. 31)

^ Olivia's dress
P.S. That's not Olivia's body shape.

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Olivia

He looked striking, astonishing, and every synonym of good-looking in the English language.

I slightly bit my bottom lip at his sight. He had a tight black shirt on with a dark gray leather jacket and ripped black jeans, matched with his famous vans. His lustrous dark hair was swept to the back, exposing his defined face.

"Hey." I said in a low voice, almost a whisper.

"Hey." He said in a husky tone.

"Come in." I motioned for him to enter and stepped away to make room for him.

He only shook his head. "I just wanted to give you this." He slighly pouted his lips and took a small black box out of his pocket. He was holding a nicely decorated cardboard bag on his hand.

"Why?" I asked disappointedly.

"Follow me." He murmured, retreating. I quickly hopped and walked by his side.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Anywhere quiet." He murmured again.

I looked back at my house. Music was streaming and many lights were shining.

We walked by the street till we could barely hear the music.

"So..?" I asked.

He handed me the bag, which I quickly grabbed and looked inside. It was a golden object that somewhat looked familiar. I took it out of the bag and observed it.

It was the same lioness decoration I've seen at the store when Chaz, Matt and I went to get a new bottle for Jay! The same rich golden color, the same structure.

My jaw dropped in awe as I examined it. "Oh god. Even I forgot about it!" I cried.

"I didn't. You seemed to like it." He shrugged.

"Thanks so much." I bit my lips and stared into his bright pools of blue color. I thought he didn't notice it! He really paid attention to me. I ridiculously felt special.

"One more thing." He added, taking the same black box out of his pocket. My heart was already jumping.

"Here." He took out a bright object that looked like a thick string.

My eyes widened when I held it. It was a rose gold bracelet with a small football in the middle, covered in tiny diamomd-like gems. My eyes teared up in happiness as I looked back at his smirking face, showing one dimple.

"I made it." He said softly and I was so close to fainting.

Chaz made me something. Chaz made me a bracelet. Chaz took his time to sit down and think about me. Chaz took his time to sit down and make me something.

"Oh god. Chaz." I said in a shaky voice. He slighly smiled and I threw my arms around his torso.

I closed my eyes and inhaled his superior aroma. My head rested on his chest due to our height difference and he eventually snaked his arms around me.

When we pulled away, I blushed sheepishly and he smirked.

"You look nice." He whispered, boosting my confidence by a whole new level.

"You don't look so bad yourself." I smiled, biting the inside of my cheek again.

"I know." He sneered and I rolled my eyes. Way to ruin a moment.