Never Really Over

Chapter 27

A/N: Hey guys, hope you're all okay and staying safe!x Sorry for disappearing but my laptop stopped working 6 times over the last month. To the extent that I bought a new laptop, which also stopped working. So I haven't had a lot of opportunity to write plus I'm going through the worst case of writer's block. I'm trying to figure out where to take the story, that's not to say I'm ending it, just that updates might take some time but I'm working on it. To anyone who has read, voted on or reviewed this story, thank you! I appreciate the support so much and I hope you like the direction the story takes xx

Otis snuck out of Maeve's bed and began to get dressed. He was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that him and Maeve had sex. He had always been awkward when came to his feelings, especially when it came to expressing them to other people. He was afraid of saying the wrong thing, which is why he decided to cook Maeve breakfast, just to show her how much last night meant to him.

Just as he was about to walk out of the room, he turned to make sure Maeve was still sleeping. He couldn't help but stand there and stare at her for a few moments. She was sleeping on her stomach, her mouth slightly open with her hair untidily covering her face. She was a complete mess but Otis had never loved her more. She was beginning to turn around a little, almost as if she was on the verge of waking up. Otis decided to rush out of the room, not wanting to miss the opportunity of giving Maeve breakfast in bed.

He entered the kitchen as quietly as possible, shutting the bedroom door behind him. He began opening random cabinets, hoping to find some ingredients for pancakes but all Maeve had was cereal and barely passable milk. Otis was somehow not surprised at that. So he decided to make them both a cup of coffee and cereal. Just as he was about to take their breakfast to Maeve, she walked out of the room. She was wearing one of her band t-shirts that was way too big for her and seeing her almost made Otis drop the bowl in his hand. It was crazy how beautiful she looked even when it was super early in the morning.

"Morning." Maeve said, walking up to Otis and kissing him as if her life depended on it.

"Morning." Otis said, as a blush crept up the back of his neck.

"What's all this?" Maeve asked, looking around.

"I wanted to give you pancakes in bed but you didn't have any ingredients so I decided on cereal in bed." Otis said.

"That's really sweet, but you didn't have to do that." Maeve said with her signature Otis smile.

"Yeah but I always fuck up when it comes to saying things so I wanted to do something to show you how much last night meant to me." Otis said.

"Last night meant a lot to me too." Maeve said, leaning in to kiss Otis again.

Just as they were about to kiss, Otis' phone buzzed.

"Who is it?" Maeve asked, her arms wrapped around Otis' neck.

"I don't know, I'll check later." Otis said, wrapping his arms around Maeve's waist.

Just as he was about to lean in again, Otis' phone buzzed a couple of more times.

"Oh for fuck's sake!" Otis said, pulling out his phone.

"Who is it?" Maeve asked.

"Ruby, she's asking when we're going to meet to discuss our assignment." Otis said.

Maeve had no idea what happened but hearing Ruby's name set off an alarm in her head. Since getting together with Otis, Maeve had gotten a lot better at handling her often-irrational fears but this was not one of those times.