A Time To Remember

Chapter 6

OLIVIA'S POV

"We're back" Sophie hollered entering the house and dropping her keys on the living room table.

"In here" Ace called out

"I said we are back, didn't ask where you were" Sophie teased

Nonetheless the four of us head towards the kitchen where his voice came from. There sat three extremely idiot guys stuffing their faces like pigs.

"Want some" Ace offers with his mouth full, extending his hand which held the sandwich towards me.

He totally looks attractive. Not.

"No thanks, we already had dinner" I politely push his hand away.

"Your loss" he shrugs and shoves the rest of the sandwich in his mouth.

I roll my eyes and try to make a conversation, "so what did you guys do today?"

"Hung out with some friends" he shrugs

"Oh nic-"

"Hey! Give me my sandwich back, you buffalo" Liam speaks loudly which gains our attention.

"It wasn't your sandwich" Noah replies running around the kitchen as Liam was chasing him.

"It was on my plate! Which clearly means it was mine!" Liam glares

"Unless you had your name on the sandwich it wasn't yours, doesn't matter who's plate it was on" Noah replies smartly and sticks his tongue out like a child.

"Actually, it did! My name was written on the sandwich with ketchup!" Liam points at the sandwich Noah was holding.

Hearing that Noah quickly stuffs the whole sandwich in his mouth. How-how did he stuff the whole sandwich in his mouth!? I stand there watching him in complete and utter shock.

"Oops. Now it's gone" He tells Liam with a smirk. They had stopped running and Liam was walking towards him with a glare.

"You are so dead" Liam yells and sprints towards Noah but he's quick to catch on and starts running again. Noah runs out of the kitchen trying to save his ass and Liam runs behind him.

"Someone could mistake them for Tom and Jerry" I think out loud, chuckling to myself.

I shake my head at their stupid antics and turn to my right to go grab a bottle of water from the kitchen counter but slam into Ace's hard rock chest. When did he come and stand so close to me?

"Why are you staring at me?" I raise my perfectly shaped eyebrow at him.

"You're so short" he says in between his laughs

I'm fucking 5'8! Does that look like short to him? Maybe his definition of short is different...

I punch his arm. He didn't even flinch! Is he seriously made of rocks or something?

"No I'm not, you're just not strong enough" he smirks

Did I say that out loud?
Anyway,

"Firstly I am not short, it's you who is a giant"

"and secondly?" he asks interrupting me

"You would know if you let me speak" I tell him with a glare which is supposed to shut him up but he starts laughing.

Okay, I'll give it another try, I tell myself calmly.

I glare at him once more and he shuts up.

Perfecto!