It had been three months and I was staying over at Owens house. Think whatever you want, what I mean with that. It's none of your business.
I walked downstairs in my black jogging pants and purple top and plopped down next to Owen on the couch in the basement. The basement was his 'chill room' as he liked to call it. It had three huge couches in it and on one part you could lay down your feet and it was a cool place, indeed.
He was eating and I saw my plate standing on the little table. I kissed his cheek and started my breakfast.
We were both done and just hanging around when the bell rang and Owen slapped his forehead.
''I forgot! I had asked the guys if they wanted to come around.'' He raced to the door and left me confused. Okay?
A moment later five sets of footsteps were heard on the stairs and I got up.
''Waddup Liv.'' Oliver said and threw himself on a couch, but got his legs shoved off by Ken and Samuel sat down next to me, patting my head.
I got up and kissed Owens cheek. ''I'll see you on Monday.'' But he pulled me back with a confused expression on his face.
''You can stay. They won't mind.'' He practically begged me and I made a whining noise. ''Fine.'' I said and walked back to the couch. Thank god I put on a bra.
Owen sat down and pulled me in between his legs, tightening them around me, so I was stuck in his grip. I didn't really mind so I laid back on his chest and just watched his friends talk with each other and include me from time to time. Owen sometimes whispered things in my ear or placed small kisses on my ear or neck but other than that I was quite bored.
So I fell asleep.
When I woke up I heard my name so I kept my eyes closed and listened.
''So, how is she?'' Oliver asked in a cheeky voice and obviously meant in bed.
''She's perfect. Nice and sweet. She doesn't even know how beautiful she is.'' Owen said and I heard gagging.
''I meant-'' Oliver started but got cut of by Samuel. ''We all know what you meant but he isn't going to answer.'' He said with a sharp edge to his voice.
''But I'm glad your happy Owen. She's nice.'' He said and I felt Owens chest swell in pride.
''I know.'' He said and planted a kiss on my ear.
''But still she's really hot-'' Oliver said. I rolled my eyes and felt like I needed to interrupt him because my feminist side started to kick in. "Don't even start you asshole. They might not kick you in your balls but I sure as hell will.'' I said opening my eyes to look at three shocked faces.
''Did you hear anything else?'' Owen asked, sounding slightly worried and I nodded. He pushed me off the couch and pulled me out of the room.
''He started it, I swear. I didn't speak a word about you in... bed.'' He said and I smiled. ''And sorry if I was being a sap, I just...'' I was about to interrupt him but he kept going.
''You're just so nice and so sweet and you love books, you've got a great family and you accept my friends for who they are and forgive people that hurt you and I don't know but I shall never speak about you if that means I'll lose you. Livy, I love you, I really do and I'm not ready to lose you, or ever will be, and I'm sorry I'm being a sap right now but I just can't stop it. I can't control it and I'm not sorry and I realise I just confessed all that but it's true and I'm babbling again and I should stop but-'' I cut him off by placing my lips on his, my lips curved into a smile.
''You're such an idiot. I didn't know that.'' I giggled in his arms and he seemed to glow and I had never been happier than in that moment, knowing how happy I made him, and he me.
It's weird that I was crushing on him for a while and he liked me back. And that I lost my friends along the way but gained new ones. And that my mom was fired because she called someone a slut.
My life was quite normal before this all but in the end I got the perfect happy ending. I got Lilly, the guys and above all, I got Owen and he was all mine, there was nobody I needed to share him with, not even the obnoxious cheerleaders or the popular kids that used to tease me.
Of course this could all come crashing down, but I kind of liked this thing, living in the now and I would see where I would end up and of course I hoped it would be with Owen, but we'd see.
I'm rambling aren't I?
''But, uh, I love you too.'' I said and he kissed me. We didn't make a huge deal out of his confession. No 'Oh my gosh' or desperate, ignorant stuff from us just because all of our feeling were out on the table, bare and vulnerable.
We both meant it and that's the only thing that mattered to me. I knew from Hazel, Chloe and Grace they all went nuts over the big 'I love you' but I never saw the purpose of that.
As long as you meant it, it didn't have to be made into a big deal.
I didn't need the world to know I love Owen. He knew it, people that were important to me knew it and everyone else needed to mind their own business.
''I love you so much, did I tell you?'' Owen said jokingly and I grinned. He had that effect on me.
''Once, maybe twice.'' I said as Owen lifted me up, placing my legs around his waist for no good reason, but I wasn't complaining.
''I'll say it a lot more, trust me.'' He said while I wrapped my arms around his neck, I heard gagging and I knew it were the boys.
''I think they're listening.'' I said to Owen and he nodded.
''Oh goddammit, say I love you, kiss and come back. This loved up shit is messed up!'' Ken yelled and we heard grunts, laughter and things smashing.
I smiled at Owen, pecked his lips and slid down again, starting towards the basement, letting Owen slip his hand into mine.
''Did I tell you I love you in sweatpants?'' He said and I didn't think I'd ever stopped smiling.
A/N: Well this was my very first published story! I know it was a short story but I finished it and I couldn't wait to share it with whoever you are. I first planned this to be a series but decided today against it. I wrote this one, which was supposedly the last one, the first and I made these characters who they really turned out to be and I didn't want to write about their fake mess when their true colours were already been exposed, not shown yet to anyone but me. I couldn't do it. So the element that were supposed to be explained in those books, I explained shortly in this one. I hope you guys like it, no matter if that's one or one million. Just enjoy!
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Historia CortaYou probably remember your first crush, Olicia certainly does. His name is Owen. Her first and only crush. But her first love were books. So when you combine her first crush and first love, in a weird twist of fate along with her never ending curio...