Novel & Cerita Oliver Spring Heartstopper

She wanted to say something, but she stopped herself later because she did not want Emily Nicholaz to suspect her again. “He is coming our way; could it be that he likes me?” “He is looking at me.” “My heart” “He is really looking at me.” “You are blind; he is looking at me, not you." "Hehe, like you are even worthy." “He is so handsome.” “I feel my heart melt after seeing him. He looked so cool. The girls behind them started again. Ethan Owell had already gotten to where they stood. "Olivia,” he called, flashing her his signature smile.

He replied. He has stood up and is now standing awfully close to me. “I know that Noah,” I whispered. I bite my bottom lip, “Mmm keep biting that bottom lip, you look damn cute.” he whispered. I blush, “Please st” He puts a finger on my lips and whispers. “I know, but we have something going on here. That I have never had before is ridiculously hard to stop.” He said, I could feel how hot my cheeks are right now, “Oh am I interrupting something here?” Oliver said with venom dripping from his voice, what is his problem with me? Noah glared at him, “Fuck off!” He roared.

"But everyone says she was your unattainable love. Now that she's back, am I supposed to step aside?" "There was never any unattainable love. That was all made up. Stop overthinking it. You're the only one in my heart," Christian answered without hesitation. As he spoke, he flicked a glance at me. I had already closed my eyes. After more than 10 hours in the air, every part of me ached. The atmosphere between them made it clear there was no place for me in that car. Since that was the case, I might as well rest.

I giggled. Olive’s face reddened. She wasn’t just embarrassed, but angry as well. “He did not break my heart! I was simply over him!” “Yeah, because he dated Clara Wachowski.” “Shut up!” The fun of teasing Olive finally made me forget about my worries. The tough and pushy Olive Hartwell would be weakened with only one reminder that she used to like Jim Roth, who was now the person she hated the most. I remembered our first middle school year faintly, and no, Olive didn’t get over him just like that after the news of Jim dating Clara who was a year older than us.

I could see them hit him, see his face flinch like I’d actually slapped him, and some small ugly part of me was glad. “I do give a fuck about you,” he said quietly. “Olive, I came here because I love you. Because I’ve been losing my mind not knowing where you were. Because—” “Stop.” “Olive—” “I said stop.” My voice was rising now. Climbing into something I couldn’t control. “Stop talking. Stop pretending. Stop standing there looking at me like I’m someone you actually care about. Just stop.” “I’m not pretending.” “Yes, you are.”

Oliver’s screech makes me jump back, “NO, NO. NO. DO NOT HAVE SEX IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT NOW!” “Jesus Christ Oliver, relax,” Ava says, sliding her hand around my waist as I pull her closer. He appears with disgusted golden eyes and a scrunched nose. Trust Oliver Carter to always interrupt passionate moments between Ava and me. “Relax? Relax?! I am proposing to the love of my life in 5 hours. I will not have you guys ruin that with your insane sex life.” I scoff, “Our sex life is not insane.” “Not yet.” Ava mumbles.

Through my bangs, I see he’s talking to the others, trying to get them to put their phones away. He stops when the girl pulls him back close to her, staring down at me like I’m dogshit. “Do you know her from somewhere, Ollie?” “Oh, yeah,” Oliver smiled at her. It’s bright. Crinkles his eyes in a way I haven’t seen in a while. “She’s my friend.” …Right. Friend. He can say that just fine, can’t he? Because no one knows we’re dating. A sob unwillingly chokes in my throat, right as I feel a hand curl around my bicep.

Olivia leaned back in the back seat of the taxi that was taking her home. Her hand reflexively rose, touching her own lips. She could still feel the warmth that lingered, even though it was only a fleeting, quick touch. Her heartbeat would not calm down. As if her whole body refused to forget what had just happened. Olivia shook her head quickly, her eyes staring out the window. “No… this is wrong. I must not feel this. He is already married… to Kelly Rowland Bertan. Maybe now they even already have children. And me? Still like that foolish sixteen-year-old girl, falling in love with someone I could never have.”

Like a full force, Torre grap my face, and he jammed his lip on mine, and kiss me tenderly, our lips were dancing in tones, fighting for dominance. Immediately I deepening the kiss, I round my hands around his neck, and kiss him deeply and passionately. We unlock from the kiss, and I found Oliver crying profusely, immediately she ran out of our sight. I felt nervous and shy... "Are you okay" he asked persisting . "Am okay" Happy New year in advance guys. Am sorry for yesterday. Next episode drop now. Who is ready for fun. Am coming, lemme go brush my teeth 🤣🤣🤣🙄🙄🤣

I’d felt the same with Nicholas, once the heat of the moment started to rise, my heart would freeze over, and all I could think about was the man I wasn’t supposed to think about. “I—I—” I licked my lips nervously, trying to clear the lump in my throat. “Liam, I can’t possibly—” Before I could finish, he cut me off, his hand raised as if to stop me from speaking. “Wait, wait,” he said, stammering, his words tumbling out. “Before you say anything else, just…just let me say this.” He paused, and I could see his face soften. “I know it’s only been a few days, but… you make my heart beat so loud, so fast, Olivia. No girl has ever done that to me. No girl has ever made me feel the way you do.”