Spelivia , an All American fan fiction

Chapter>8

Olivia POV:

I looked at him only having to turn my head a little bit because he was resting his chin on my shoulder. His body behind mine kept me warm, but I didn't shiver because of the temperature, I shivered because of how close we were at the moment.

"Thank you again Spencer, for everything." I said without thinking it through, I know that he was probably going to try and calculate what I said, but at this moment I don't care. I just wanted him to know that I do appreciate him and that he was loved. You could honestly never tell someone enough.

I leaned towards him as his eyes widened slightly at my action, I kissed him on the lips as I turned all the way around to wrap my arms around his neck. Both of his hands were on my waist now, but he took one away to cut the eye on the stove off. I don't know what to say once I pull away from him, it honestly takes me a few minutes to speak but when I do I end up rambling.

"I know that now may not be the best time, but I don't want to hold anything back anymore. Seeing how quickly everything in life could tumble down when things were going back to normal made me realize that nothing in this life is promised. I don't want to live my life for others anymore. I'm growing into my true self and you are a big part of that. You inspire me everyday with your dedication and hard work and through it all you still come out in the end as the same person. I'm proud of you Spencer."

"Liv, you already know how I feel about all of your progress and you know how proud I am of you.. Your right life is short, but I don't want to rush anything..I mean we're amazing friends, but I have been wanting to be more than friends with you since we met at school. I know that I chose Layla over you , but that's because I was just trying to fit into my "role" at beverly. I wasted all of that time, because I should have been with you. You fit me like the missing puzzle piece that was under the couch the whole time we were looking for it."

I nodded once he was finished, he was right. The only difference between us was our distractions names, Asher was mine and like he said Layla was his. Even though me and Layla are friends , she did me so dirty when Spence first came to beverly. She knew I liked him, and when we got into the hot tube, Jordan had to come in with the thought of us being siblings.

After that thought got intrioudced into my head, there was no way that I could find it in myself to like him anymore, I mean for fuck's sake he could be my step-brother and I would never allow my life to become some twisted sick Wattpad story.

{A/N: period Liv.}

"So what are we going to do? I don't want to mess up our friendship either but I don't want to have to hide my feelings anymore because it's draining honestly."

He smiles looking down at me , "I know Liv, we'll work this out okay?"

"Okay."

"You trust me?"

"Is there a reason that I shouldn't?" He laughs at me and I smile back , good it better not be.

"No baby, have I given you one?"

"Hm baby, that's cute and no you haven't so yes I trust you."

"Good. I mean, I only took a bullet for you... I don't know if that means anything.."

"Fuck you, you know it does!"

"Would you really?" He asked, leaning closer to me again, I lost my train of thought focusing on his lips that are less than an inch away from my own..

"Liv?"

"Huh.."

"You okay? You look a little.... dazed like you're lost in your own thoughts. Something we need to talk about?"

"Ummm, we can start with why your trying to tempt me knowing Jordan is in the house and could walk in at any moment?"

"Tempt? I don't do that baby..mostly because I don't have too, I keep my word."

"Why are you talking like that?" I asked because his voice got deeper and deeper as he spoke, or maybe I'm so out of it that I don't even know what I'm talking about? What was he doing to me?

"Like what Liv?" I stared at him , my eyes almost fully glazed over with lust. Almost.

"You're trying to get in my pants!" He smiled laughing as he put his hands up showing the sign of surrender while he backed away from me.

"Wait no, come back!"

"No ma'am! My stomachs touching my back so I'm going to finish cracking the eggs and hopefully you can still make me that omelette?"

"Shit Spencer, of course I'll make the omelette for you still. Get off of me!"

He laughed at my distressed face as he spoke, "I'm not on you Liv remember? I walked away a few minutes ago!"

I rolled my eyes turning the eye back on and mixing the cheese and seasonings into the eggs now that the eyes are heated and they finished cracking the eggs in the same bowl.

I put the pan back on the eye and I pour the eggs in once the oil is heated up. I make sure that I pour in the middle of the pan so that the omelette will be able to cook evenly and lay flat so that I can flip it without any breakage of the egg.

I take it off the eye now that it's finished and turn around to reach for a plate, but Spencer grabs my waist holding one out for me already so that I don't have to get the step stool like I do every other time since I'm short.

"Here baby, thank you." He said as I put the omelette in his plate. He lets go of my waist walking to the other side of the island to sit in the chair, but not before making sure to give me a kiss on the cheek, another way of showing his gratitude.

"Your welcome, now eat so that you aren't hangry when Jordan comes down. We have to tell him about us today, I don't want to hide you from anyone."

"Yes ma'am."