Before I left the dining room, I said to Oliver,
“Let me think about it.”
I walked back upstairs into the music room I was sitting in before. I walked to the piano and turned it on, changing the volume to as quiet as possible. I started to play. When I was younger, my dad had taught me how to play. It was one of the things I remembered deeply about. I was lost in the music, when there was a knock on the door.
Holly’s POV
“Let me think about it.”
When Jessica shut the door on her way out I got up and punched Oliver on the face. His face flung sideways, leaving him on the floor.
“WHAT WAS THAT FOR?”
“YOU KNOW WHAT THAT WAS FOR ‘BIG BRO’. JESSICA CAME TO ME LAST NIGHT, CRYING HER EYES OUT. WHY DIDN’T YOU COME TO ME FOR HELP? I COULD HAVE HELPED YOU.”
“WELL, RIGHT NOW, IS THERE A WAY OF YOU HELPING MY DISLOCATED JAW”
I snapped back into reality and wondered why I had punched Oliver.
“I’m so sorry Oliver.” I held out my hand and helped him back onto the chair.
“Well you should be sorry. And a thank you for helping me take my heart pain away by bruising my jaw. Now you have ruined my HANDSOME face.”
No matter what was going on, Oliver always found a way of cheering me up when I was sad. That was when an idea popped into my head.
“Bro, come and live with me. Bring your girlfriend if you like. I have so many rooms here. But I have one condition.”
He started rubbing his jaw
“No sis, I’m fine on my own, someone will by that car. Jessica loves the car like a child, but I have no choice.”
“Bro, I asked you to come, it’s a command. I never asked you a question. Do you want me to go up and ask Jessica her opinion on this?”
He nodded back straight away.
A few minutes later, I walked up the stairs and heard the magnificent sound on the piano.
I silently opened the door and saw a tear, slowly drip down her beautiful face. I felt a weird feeling inside of me. Before I had stepped closer to her, I locked the door behind me. I walked over to the piano and took a seat next to her. She glanced up at me with no emotion. I loved this song. She was playing ‘Dance with my Father’. Before I knew it, I was playing the piano with her and started to singing with deep passion in my voice. The song was about to end. I looked over at her, mesmerised in her lovely light hazel eyes. I couldn’t help it, but I closed the gap between us, and placed my lips onto her luscious lips.
Jessicas POV
As I was playing the Piano, I could hear people shouting downstairs. After a while, I heard the door open, but I didn’t care. This song meant the most to me. I couldn’t look up, hoping that it wasn’t Oliver. I heard the gentle click of the lock. I could see the thin shadow walking towards me. It was Holly. I could smell her fragrance next to me. I wanted to eat her sweet smelling scent. I knew this song back to front. I was distracted with my thoughts, but my hands were still playing the beautiful song. Gently, I felt a figure sit next to me, and placing their hands on the keyboard. We were playing the duet. I decided to play the son again, and Holly followed. That was when she started singing. Her voice was sounded so husky, but soft like silk. I instantly fell in love with it. I’ve heard her voice before….but where. Smiling like an idiot, I turned towards her, facing her magical face. She put her hand on my face and brushed off a tear that was left behind, I felt a small shudder. I let out a genuine smile and I felt us coming closer and closer together. I desired to feel her lips again. She brought her lips to mine. Instantly, I wanted felt as if I was doing everything I had ever wanted. Our lips moved perfectly in sync. I stood up, still with her lips on me. She was such a great kisser. I didn’t care if my lip stick was being rubbed off. All I wanted was her. I’ve only met her for a day and a half, but we have a special connection. When we were together, we forgot the age difference and lived life.
She stood up too, making me lift my head a little higher. Holly shoved me against the wall, and I moaned in her mouth. She let out a little. Before I could stop her, she took off my scarf and put a trail of kisses down my neck. That was when I forgot that Oliver gave me a hickie two nights ago, so I wore a scarf. I wanted to push Holly’s head back up to make sure she didn’t see it, but it was too late. She pushed me off her and stood there for a second. A flash of hurt, brushed passed her face. I need to explain
“Oli…..Oliver doesn’t mean.”
That was when we heard Oliver coming up the stairs. Holly ran to the door and unlocked it. Then she ran back to me like nothing had happened She spoke up.
“So it’s fine with you moving in here with Oliver then,” Oliver pushed the door open, listening to the conversation.”
“Uhhhhh…..yes….”
“Oliver told me he loves you, never forget that.”
Oliver walked over to me and gave me a kiss. I didn’t return it. Holly was the only one I wanted to kiss. I saw a huge red mark on Oliver’s face with a small handprint. It was probably Holly. She hit her own brother for me….
Wait a second, did I just agree to move in with Holly……well Oliver is going to be there as well.
Well this going to be fun, living in a place like a hotel resort.
The day had started to go by swiftly. Holly hid in her room for the rest of the day, and Oliver and I watched some movies ‘Together’
At dinner time, there was this man named Mr Stanley that came and made food for us. His food was delicious. Instead of asking Holly down to eat, he just went upstairs to give it to her
I had gone to bed that night thinking about the kiss with holly. I had learnt so many new things about her, but at the same time, I had so many questions. When she pushed me against the wall, I could feel her abs against my stomach. I fell fast asleep, thinking about her.
YOU ARE READING
Losing the last jigsaw
RomanceAt the age of fifteen, Holly Doran was a world wide pop star that was a idol of millions of teeage children. Holly has achieved everything she had ever wanted, a beautiful girlfriend that loved her, and a arcitectured house that she had designed, bu...