OLIVIAMy mouth opens and closes, but no words come out. I can't speak. I gulp down a breath, trying to calm my nerves and clear my head.Is Aiden messing around with me, or is he being serious?Why would he want to take me out? What is his end game? What is going on in his head? Is everything okay with him? These questions spin through my mind, but I can't ask them all at once. I stand there, pressed against him, trying to organize my thoughts.Aiden presses his lips against mine, silencing the thoughts in my head for a moment. That is it. Whenever he touches me or kisses me, my thoughts will scatter like leaves in the wind. What a fool I am! He sucks on my lower lip, kissing me slowly. The kiss is different from the first one, it feels more like something borne out of desire, rather than his usual playing teasing.I know that the kiss means nothing to him. I know there is nothing romantic going on, but I can't help myself. He kisses me like he is madly in love, like he can't get
OLIVIAI step out of the car, slamming the door so hard that the sound seems to echo. I swallow hard, knowing that I have done something stupid but I won't let that get to me. I look around, my eyes taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Where are we? Is this really the venue for our date? "There is no need to slam the door like that," Aiden says as he comes to stand beside me. I lift my shoulder in a half shrug, refusing to look at him. “ You can't tell me what to do. I can slam the car door if I want. Are you worried your car door will break?" I retort."No,” He replies. “ I am just worried you'll hurt your hand by slamming the door so hard.”“ I am fine, so leave me alone,” I blurt out. “ What's the matter with you?” Aiden demands.I fold my arms over my chest, fighting the urge to face him. I can feel the laughter bubbling up inside me, but I have to hold it in. This is not the right time to laugh. I am faking an act. I have to keep up the act. I am trying to act like I am m
OLIVIAI step into a pile of leaves. My heart leaps into my throat as I worry I will lose my balance, but I quickly steady myself. "Be careful," Aiden’s voice resounds in my ear from behind me. I just nod my head, my gaze fixed on the ground in front of me to avoid tripping. All of a sudden, Aiden's hand clasps mine. His hand holds mine, and our fingers intertwine. I swallow a lump down my throat as I turn to meet his gaze."I thought you were carrying two things in both hands," I utter. "I need to hold your hand, so you won't fall," He replies.He walks beside me. I notice that he is really carrying a small bag and a small basket in one hand. I have no idea why he is carrying them, but I suppose it must be for a good reason.“ Is that your way of being a perfect gentleman?” I ask.“Sure," He answers, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “ If I can't keep you from tripping, who can?” The corners of my mouth curl into a smile.I can't help but smile; Aiden Blacksmith a
OLIVIAMy lip quivers between my teeth, and I can feel my cheeks flush with color. I know I must look like a beetroot right now, but I am too wrapped up in the moment to mind. There is silence between us, the only sound I can hear is the chirping of birds and the rustle of the warm breeze through the trees.The warm breeze blows my hair, causing stray strands to fall over my face before being carried away by the wind.I swallow a gulp down my throat. His eyes are locked on mine, and I am starting to feel nervous again.I said I didn't care about keeping eye contact, but now it seems like I have butterflies in my stomach. I am so fucked."And, why are you not saying anything?" Aiden asks, his voice cutting through my thoughts.I give a half-hearted shrug, tucking a few loose strands of hair behind my ear. "So, you really want to spend time alone with me?" I ask."Yes," He replies."Why?" I press."Do you really need me to answer that?" He shoots back. I send him a glare in response.
OLIVIAAiden glances at the phone, then turns to me. " Excuse me," He utters.I nod my head. At least, he asked before answering the call. It is a small victory, but I will take it. A win is a win.I watch Aiden pick up the phone from the blanket and bring it to his ear.Fuck, the phone is not on speaker mode. I won't be able to hear what their convo is all about. What is wrong with me? Why do I even care about what they are talking about?I should not care about what they are saying, but I can't help myself. When do I become so nosy? It is as if it started just now.Aiden's mouth tilts into a lopsided smile. I swallow hard, as a knot forms in my chest.What is Aiden talking to my sister about that has him beaming like that?My fists clench, my fingernails digging into my palms. What is wrong with me? It is just a phone call. Aiden and my sister are just friends. I should not be feeling this way. But the more I think about it, the heavier that knot in my chest becomes. I am a mes
OLIVIAI pack my things carefully into my bag, making sure not to forget anything. After double checking that everything is already there, I sling my bag over my shoulder, ready to leave."Olivia!"I hear Aiden call out, but I pretend not to hear him. I need to get away from this place, before he gets there. I don't want to see him. I don't want to talk to him. He should just leave me alone.I step away from the blanket and begin putting on my sneakers. I can hear Aiden's footsteps approaching, and I know he will be here soon. I need to get away quickly. I finish putting on my sneakers and walk away. I am walking at a brisk pace, but I'm not running.Before long, I find myself standing outside the garden. My eyelids drop as I realize that I won't be able to have the sweet moments here again. Maybe someday I will come back, either alone or with my best friend. I turn on my phone and tap open the map app. Fuck, I can't believe I came all the way here with Aiden without even knowing
OLIVIA"Hey," I say to the cab driver. "Can you take a different route? I've changed my plans."The cab driver nods, his eyes meeting mine in the rearview mirror. I give him a little smile and he smiles back before turning his attention back to the road.I let out a sigh of relief. He seems like a nice guy. At least, he is not the type of cab driver who will blame me for wasting their time and changing my plans.I give the driver directions to Nathan's house. I will just tip him extra. Look at me just trying to enjoy the moment, without worrying that I may go broke later.I blame Aiden freaking Blacksmith. Fuck him for inviting me out and then ditch me. Fuck him for not even trying to give me a ride after that. Fuck him. I'm so mad at him.I open the messenger app and see Nathan's last text. I know he is probably waiting for me to reply. What if I am just delusional? What if he doesn't even give a damn if I don't text back? Maybe, he is not even waiting for me to text back and has a
OLIVIA"Are you okay?" I hear Nathan's voice in my head, but it feels like I am not really hearing him. It is as if my subconscious mind hasn't registered his voice enough to register that he's called my name."Olivia," Nathan calls my name.I blink a few times, tearing my gaze away from my phone and up to Nathan's face."Are you okay?" He asks again.I force a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine," I reply, hoping I sound more convincing than I feel.Am I really okay? No, I'm not. I don't know why, but I am confused. Really confused that I have so many thoughts swirling in my head, and none of them can answer the questions in my mind.Why would Sarah tag me in a post with pictures of her and Aiden? What was she thinking? Now, I am left wondering why Nathan and I are headed to the ice cream hub as Sarah and Aiden.Damn, this is crazy. I need to get these thoughts out of my head, or I will zone out and bore Nathan to death. I don't want him to regret inviting me over. I need to get a fucking grip