From the author: A random one shot I did.
Disclaimers: I do not own either Beyblade or this OC! But I do own this story, so don't like it, don't read it!
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It was in the later afternoon. You were at Louvre Museum to see the new exhibition. You were very excited to see the new painting and meet the artist who painted it. You were dressed in a pink knee long dress with matching high heels, a silver necklace and matching earrings. You looked around in the crowd in hope to find Oliver somewhere. He invited you to the opening because he knew you loved art. It was such a sweet thought and you didn't hesitate to say yes. You and Oliver had been friends for some years with the love for art in common.
The Museum's director took a step forward the crowd and presented the new exhibition and the public gasped and break out in big applause. It was an amazing painting. A picture off a girl laying in the grass wrapped in a flower duvet. //How can anyone do something amazing like this?// you thought to yourself.
- "It's beautiful" a voice suddenly broke out beside you. You gasped and turned to see Oliver.
- "Oh, Oliver. When did you come?" you asked while give him a warm smile.
- "Been here all time, but someone hold me up. Sorry if you got worried" he returned your smile.
- "I wasn't.. I just.. didn't see you come" you replied. He nodded.
You stood there for a while regard the amazing painting. He stood with a light smile with his arms behind his back. You had always had a secret crush on him - but just a little one of course!
- "Sadly your parents couldn't be here" you said.
- "Yea, but business were more important" he replied. You remember he once told you that his parents' business with restaurants and hotels around in France, were more important than anything else. Business people. You felt sorry for Oliver being alone most of the time, but he didn't seem to care about it. You had met them earlier this year, and they seemed really nice.
- "It's beautiful" you smiled.
- "Just like you" he mumbled. You looked shocked at the French boy. What did he just say? You blushed at his comment, really didn't knew what to say. He smiled at you.
You spend a couple of hours more on the museum.
- "____, I know it may come suddenly, but.... I, I think I may like you" he turned to you and gently took your hand in his. It was soft and warm. You blushed slightly and his grey-purple eyes softened.
- "Oliver I.. I don't know what to say" you said not sure what else to say. You felt your old crush on him flush over you again. Could it be true? That the famous French boy in front of you really liked you? You noticed that a slight blush came over his cheeks.
- "I know.. but I have thought a lot about it and in the last few months and .. well, I have thought about it again and again, and I really do think I like you.. no, I don't like you.. I love you ____" he smiled nervously. You felt warm inside and your cheeks burned. You were speechless.
- "I.. I love you too Oliver, and I always did" you said and softly bite your lower lip to hide the tears in your eyes. He gently laid his arms around your waist, looking into your eyes and smiled.
- "You're the most beautiful girl I ever seen ____" he kissed your cheek. You blushed more than ever now.
- "I love you Oliver, and I didn't though I was your type" you said blushing and looked deep into his orbs. He smiled and pulled you close into a passionately kiss. First you were a bit shocked but then you realized his love for you and you gladly returned his kiss.
From the author: That was my Oliver Polanski one shot. I hope you liked it ^_^
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