Blurred Sentimentality

World Record (Ch. 45)

Olivia

Chaz and I decided to go swimming by the waterfall a couple of yards away while everyone was still out. Nobody would even guess that we fixed everything between us, well- mostly everything.

"You're scaring the birds, Chaz." I rolled my eyes as he jumped off a cliff into the water for the third time.

"No, I'm not." He said when he resurfaced. His wet hair fell on top of his forehead, making him look extremely adorable. He ran his fingers through it and swept it to the back, exposing the perfect frame of his face.

"You won't go again?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No, I'm more than good." My eyes widened. He dared me to jump in with him, and I thought that I would die.

"You did great, but okay." He shrugged.

"I know I did great." I raised my eyebrows with a challenging smirk.

"Oh, we both know you didn't do it as amazing as mines." He grinned.

"Very modest, I like it." I rolled my eyes. I couldn't wipe off my smile. It all felt too good to be real.

He chuckled and swam till the end of the water, then got out, exposing his glorious wet body. I always wondered how he looked so athletic, I mean yeah, he had his own small boxing gym, he was the best at football, he worked out, but other guys did that too, and they didn't end up looking as good as my boyfriend.

"I'm waiting for you to stop staring so I could leave. It would be rude to walk away when you're still not done looking, you know." He winked at me and I frowned.

"There isn't anything interesting to look at."

"Aww, who are you kidding, Ollie? No worries, this," He pointed at his perfect ripped abs with a humorous grin "Is all yours."

"Oh my god!" I cried out and he laughed. "You're impossible."

My cheeks got hot and my breathing was disturbed. "You're adorable when you blush." He smirked and continued walking towards the cliff.

We decided to end the small trip with ice cream after we got back to the tents and changed.

"I know a good ice cream shop some time away." He climbed onto the rad motorcycle. "Let's go."

"Where did you get this from?" I raised my eyebrows and carefully sat behind him.

"A friend lent it when I was losing my mind. Because of someone."

"You're so extra." I rolled my eyes with a smile as I held my arms around his waist.

"Hold tight." He turned his head to look at me and I shot him a smile.

"You better not kill me. I've never been on a motorcycle before."

"Trust me." He held my hand, that was around his waist, and raised it a bit to kiss it. I smiled with a slight blush.

"I do, Shakespeare." I rested my head on his back.

"Stop calling me that each time I do something." He groaned and I laughed. I jerked a bit when he powered the engine and started driving between the trees.

"Woah." I said slowly.

"How's it?"

"..Pumpy." I raised my eyebrows and he chuckled.

When we reached the ice cream shop, which was totally beautiful, Chaz parked the cycle by the entrance and took my hand. The shop had a white and beige theme with marble tiles and small, yellow lights.