OLIVIAMy fingers curl around the towel, holding it so tightly that my knuckles turn white. I try to steady my breathing, but my heart is beating so fast I can barely think straight. I can't think of a single word to say. I can't think of a single move to make. I just stand there, frozen in place, trying to make sense of what is happening.I force myself to meet his gaze, staring into his deep brown eyes. I can't hold his gaze for long. Aiden studies me, his eyes trailing over my face, my lips, my body.I don't like how he seems to undress me with his eyes, like he is staring right through me. I can feel myself growing more and more nervous, even though I know I should not be. I should be mad at him. I should have been boiling with rage. But, all I can manage is a feeling of frozen anxiety. Aiden folds his arms over his chest."Are we just going to stand here and stare at each other?" He asks, a smirk playing on his lips.My brows knit together. He is the one staring at me like he ca

OLIVIAI lower my gaze.I want to run far away from this place, far away from these people and their words.But, I am rooted to the spot, frozen in place and unable to escape the dirty conversation they are having about my body.I don't know what to do. I can't even say anything to defend myself.And, I am still here, stuck with these people. All because of what? Because of a brown eyed jerk. Because I want to talk to him about a stupid project.One of the guys who are talking about my boobs start, “I think she is fucking hot as hell, way hotter than Sarah. Just look at those - ““Can you just fucking shut up and stop babbling that bullshit about her?” A familiar, deep voice echoes in the head.I force myself to raise my head, my lashes fluttering. Aiden stands tall in front of the guys, his eyes blazing with fury. His gaze is fixed on the guy who is talking about my body.“Who are you to tell me what to do, bro?” The guy snaps back. “You think you are some kind of white knight or s

OLIVIA “Are you all right?” Aiden's voice resounds in my head, his hand reaching out to touch my cheek.I almost jump out of my skin. His touch makes me jolt out of the crazy thoughts going on in my head.His hand drops back to his side. I blink my eyelashes rapidly. His touch. Can he touch me like that again? Aiden tilts his head, his gaze raking over my face, as if he is trying to figure me out. “Olive, are you okay?” He asks again. “I am not okay!” I almost scream those words out, but I manage to control myself. No, I'm not okay. Not even close. How does he even expect me to be okay? He is standing here in nothing but a pair of shorts, planting all kinds of thoughts in my head. And if those thoughts send me to hell fire, it would be his fucking fault. Oh God, I need to get a grip on myself. I am acting way too much. Breathe in, Olivia. Breathe out. I need to calm down. I can't be acting this crazy already.A half- smile plays at the corners of my mouth, but I fight the u

OLIVIA“Good news!” Ashley's excited voice echoes in my ear, causing me to flinch and cover my ears.I glance around the restaurant, checking if anyone is staring at us. But, I notice that other students are too busy with their own world, they don't even pay us any attention. I heave a sigh of relief. The last thing I need right now is to have everyone staring at us. I shoot a deadly glare at my friend, who is now sitting across from me. Why does she have to be such a drama queen? “What the hell was that all about?” I snap at her. “Don't you notice that there are other people trying to eat here?” Ashley lifts her shoulder in a half shrug. “I don't think we are bothering anyone. They all seem pretty busy with their own conversations,” She replies. I shake my head, a line appearing between my brows. “I don't know why you always have to be like this,” I mumble under my breath.“ What is wrong with you?” She asks, cocking her head to the side, observing my face. “You seem tense, is i

OLIVIAAiden's intense gaze bores right through me, and I feel a tingle run down my spine. His eyes seem to pierce into me, stirring up a lot of emotions inside me - feelings I have never felt before, and I can't quite place them. I can't look away from his eyes, and I am not even sure I want to. His gaze lingers for a moment, and then his lips curl up in a little smile. His smile - the one that always seems to say more than words can. He takes a long drag on his cigarette, then exhales a cloud of smoke, turning his gaze away from me. I find myself letting out a long breath I hadn't realized I have been holding. What the hell is wrong with me?A gentle tap on my shoulder snaps me out of my thoughts. I turn to look at Nathan, only just remembering that he is standing right next to me. “Ready to go?” He asks. I force a smile. “Yeah, sure,” I cast one last glance at Aiden's direction before following Nathan into his car. "Aiden Blacksmith likes The Midnight Melodies too?" Nathan