OLIVIAAiden approaches me, his every step bringing him closer until he is standing right in front of me. My heart pounds in my chest, and I grip the book even more tightly in my trembling hands.He leans against my desk, crossing his arms and legs in a casual pose, looking every bit the model on the front of a fashion magazine."What are you doing?" He asks in a low voice, smooth and calm.I shake my head, mute. "Nothing," I manage to say.Why am I not angry yet? I can't summon the anger I know I should feel. I should be livid that he kept me waiting, but instead I feel frozen and tongue-tied. I can't let him see the book I am reading. He might mock me. And yet, I can't help the way my stomach flutters when he looks at my breasts. His gaze is like a caress, making me feel like my boobs are treasures he has finally found."I don't think so," He mutters, his eyes not leaving me for a second.His eyes wander around the room, sweeping over my desk, the curtains, and the neatly-made bed.

OLIVIAThere are some people you should avoid with all that is in you. You should avoid them at all costs. You must make sure they don't cross your path, and you don't cross theirs.Now, this blonde is one of those people. One of the people you should stay away from. Because I don't see any reason why someone should hate me for no reason. I have heard people say they have haters. Even my sister, Sarah, has people who hate her. But I thought it should be for just popular people. I don't understand why this dumb blonde should be hating on me, and trying to get on my nerves. I don't even do anything to her. Aiden canceled his date, but I had nothing to do with his decision. He did it because he wanted to.I don't understand why this blonde woman is trying to shift the blame onto me. What did I do to deserve this? "Hey, who are you?" Ashley blurts out, pulling me out of my thoughts.The blonde tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, a knowing smirk on her face. What is she playing

OLIVIASilence hangs in the air. The only sound is the music from the main room of the party. Gold teeth guy chuckles, but it quickly turns into a full blown laugh. “You are just blowing hot air. Empty threats, bro,” He says between laughs. I look at Aiden. He has a blank look on his face. His face and his level tone still makes my skin crawl. I want to think he is just kidding around, but something tells me he's being serious. He has no weapon on him. How could he possibly hurt anyone? What's he talking about?“You don't know what I am capable of,” Aiden says, in a low voice that's barely above a whisper.“Trust me, I'll kiss this bitch and there's nothing you can do about it,” Gold teeth guy taunts, his face twisted into a cruel smile.“You touch her, and you'll be six feet under,” Aiden retorts, one of his hands disappearing into his pocket. His face is still calm. He looks almost bored. How can he say those words while having a blank look on his face? How can he look so hot wh

OLIVIAMy phone buzzes loudly from the bedside table, jolting me from my sleep. I reach out and grab my phone. I squint at the screen, trying to read the message. A wave of relief washes over me when I see it is just a text from Mirabel.The message read, "You need to rest and take care of yourself. You can take the day off. Just relax and look after your health."I bite my bottom lip, feeling a pang of guilt wash over me. I had lied to Mirabel , telling her that I was too ill to come into work.In a way, this is true. I'm really ill, but mentally. I'm mentally unwell. I just want to stay in bed all day, wrapped up in my covers.I know it is too early for me to be missing work, but I can't help myself. It feels wrong to take advantage of Mirabel's kindness, but I can't muster the energy to face the customers and coworkers. I am not just in the right frame of mind for it.I toss my phone onto the nightstand. I try to relax, resting my head on the pillow. I shut my eyes tight, willing m

OLIVIAI squeeze my eyes shut for a few seconds, trying to recapture the feeling of Aiden's lips pressed against mine.The memory is still vivid, but it is not enough.“If only he had stayed longer,” I thought. Maybe then we could have done more than just kiss. Maybe then I could have satisfied the desire that had been building inside me for so long.I pick up my phone, and scroll through my messages. When I finally reach Aiden's name, I tap on it. I let out a small chuckle. I can't help but smile at the way I had saved his number.“My sister's best friend”It seems silly, somehow. He's so much more. I know he is more than my sister's friend, especially now that we have agreed to explore the feelings we have for each other. Jolting out of my thoughts, I read his text,"Come over to my place when you are done with your lectures," The corners of my mouth curl up giving a wide smile. I feel butterflies all over my stomach. I place a hand over my mouth, trying to hide from my grin.I