I stretched my body around the bed as the light continued to shine brightly into the room. I cursed myself for not having closed the curtains last night.
Throwing my hair back over my shoulder I got up. My feet landed on the carpeted floors and I padded into the en-suite bathroom.
Seeing myself in the reflection brought last night's memories back in a flash. I wonder where Harry was. Did he enjoy last night? He left so quickly I didn't even get to regain myself.. maybe he didn't what we did? Did he regret it?
I groaned as I pulled my hair up to my head into a bun before starting to brush my teeth.
I hated the fact I overthink so much because I always thought of the worst. But he left so quickly.. that must mean he didn't like it. It was kinda upsetting he left because it was my first sexual experience.
I opened the bathroom door and left my bedroom and trailed downstairs. The smell of bacon and eggs made my stomach stir in hunger. As I appeared in the hallway and into the kitchen I saw Liam wearing a black t-shirt and grey joggers. His back was to me and he was shuffling around with a pan and the sizzling was the only thing heard in the kitchen.
"Hey." I say gaining his attention.
"Hi." He smiled turning around. "You hungry?" He asked as he bent down and opened a drawer retrieving two plates.
"Yeah." I nodded and pulled the chair by the counter sitting down. I noticed that he was only serving two plates; for me and for him. "Where's Harry?" I asked picking my fingers trying to appear causal. I was dying to see him.
"Uh.." he trailed off placing one of the plates in front of me along with a knife and forth. "He was gone when I woke up."
"Oh." I picked up the fork and stabbed the bacon. "So you don't know why he left?" I asked softly. Did he really not like what we shared last night? It was really beginning to seem like he didn't enjoy it.
"Nope. Just left like that." Was Liam's only answer as the negative thoughts in my mind begun to seem true.
After I finished my breakfast I jogged upstairs into my room and sprawled across the bed again. I had nothing to do and Liam disappeared into his office.
I was left alone with my thoughts and I fucking hated it.
Harry really just had to leave without saying. It actually hurt. Because this was the first time that we ever did something like this.. I thought everything was going so well especially our dinner. I thought he wanted that from me.. I wanted it..
I stood up and quickly jogged down the stairs and before I knew it I was in front of Liam's office door. I brought my knuckle against it and knocked.
A few seconds later he opened it. "Olivia.." he seemed surprised to see me. "You want anything?"
I stared at my feet before looking up. "Actually yes.." I mumbled because I didn't know how he would react. "Umm I was hoping to go out and just walk around the city.."
He stared at me with a raised brow. "Olivia you know that I can't let—"
"Please Liam." I spoke over him. "I can't stay pent up here all day.."
He sighed and closed his eyes bringing his hand up and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Fine." He nodded pulling his hand down. "Fine.." he repeated again to himself. "But Roger will be accompanying you."
My mind went back to Roger, he was that guy who offered me his phone at the theatre then ended up being one of Liam's men. I gulped and nodded. I was afraid to see him because our previous encounter wasn't a good one. But I knew if I didn't agree to take Roger with me then Liam wouldn't permit me to leave this building and I needed to leave. I couldn't stand being alone with my thoughts coped up in that room.
"Fine." I sighed and he nodded disappearing into his office. "I'll call Roger he will be here shortly." I heard him call out as I walked away heading upstairs.
I pulled out some black jeans and a grey turtleneck. The weather looked a little gloomy and I wanted to be prepared. I pushed a drawer open trying to find some socks.
"Olivia!" I heard Liam call my name.
"Coming!" I shouted back finally finding a pair of black fresh socks. I tugged them onto my feet and shoved some heeled boots and trotted downstairs.
When I reached downstairs, Roger was standing next to Liam talking in a hushed voice. His eyes snapped over to look at me while I climbed the last few steps.
"What time do you want me home?" I asked Liam.
He stretched his head and shook his shoulders. "I don't really care. Just get home safety." He looked at Roger saying the last part. "I want no trouble from you Liv." He muttered walking away back to the living room no doubt going back to his office to do whatever he did in there.
"Let's go." Roger mumbled leaving and heading to the elevator.
I quickly followed behind him and watched as he pressed the ground floor button. The numbers at the top kept decreasing as we went down.
I felt so awkward standing next to Roger. The last time I was with him was when I tried to escape. I fell right into his trap when he offered me his phone. I shuffled my feet and waited for the doors to open.
"C'mon." Roger grunted and walked out as soon as the doors smoothly slid open.
I had to jog a little to catch up to his fast strides. "Where we going?" I asked trying my best to walk beside him but I was failing because I had to step around other people and squirm my way through the busy footpath.
"Shit sorry." I mumbled accidentally hitting my shoulder against a tall man.
He nodded his head staring at me for a few moments before walking past me. I shook my head at the odd encounter trying to catch up with Roger.
"You tell me." He mumbled finally stopping. "Liam told me you wanted to go out."
I was kinda surprised that he was asking me to tell him what we should do because my last experience Harry picked to go where he wanted. And that ended up really bad... I shivered at the thought and crossed the street with Liam.
"Um.." I trailed off trying to think of something to do. "I kinda want to pamper myself today.." I smiled at him. He glanced down to look at me and a sigh left his lips.
"God kill me." He muttered and hailed a cab.
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