Chapter 7

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OLIVIA'S POV

I stare at the ceiling, not being able to sleep since the past hour or so. I was very tired but I still wasn't able to fall asleep and it was starting to get really frustrating.

I needed some water and fresh air so I quietly get up from my bed, making sure I don't wake Sophie up. The moment I fully stand up the floorboard creeks making a loud sound.

Why do floorboards have to be so darn loud?

I turn around to make sure I didn't wake Sophie and see that she's still sleeping soundly. I swear nothing can wake her up, even if you blow a goddamn horn next to her ear she'll still be sleeping.

I quietly make my way to the kitchen, and am about to grab a bottle of water, when someone grabs my waist and covers my mouth with their hand.

I'm getting kidnapped!
My eyes widen at the sudden realisation. I almost scream but stop myself.

What if the kidnapper is hot? Then I wouldn't mind getting kidnapped....

But what if he's not and wants to kill me?

Then we start running for our dear life.

SIMPLE.

"You know, people normally get scared when someone creeps up behind them"

Oh I know that voice!

He removes his hands from my waist and mouth so I can turn around to face him.

"Well then I guess I'm not normal" I shrug and gulp down all the water in the bottle in one go.

He mumbles something to himself at which I raise my eyebrows but he shakes his head dismissing me.

"So... why are you up at 2 in the night?" Ace asks

"I couldn't sleep" I reply leaning on the refrigerator.

"Same, bitch" he holds his hand up for high-five.

I look at him weirdly but nonetheless return his high-five.

"What? I've seen you girls reply like that all the time" he tells me, his eyebrows drawn together in confusion.

"You're not a girl, now are you?" I ask him trying to keep a straight face and not laugh at him.

"No I'm not. I can prove it to you if you want" and that stupid smirk is back.

"Ew, no thanks" I reply quickly not knowing what this idiot is capable of doing.

"I was talking about showing you my birth certificate. What were you thinking, you naughty girl" he scrunches his face in disgust but that smirk still not leaving his face.

I narrow my eyes at him at punch his arm,

Once again,
He didn't even move a little!

Damn! I seriously need to learn how to throw a punch if I'm planning to stay around this guy for long since he tends to bring out my violent side.

"Come on let's do something since we're both not going to sleep anytime soon anyway" I say suddenly, coming up with a perfect plan.

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