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She tells herself she can do this, she can be around him after that. After he left her, after he told her their feelings don't matter.
She's always been he one doing the leaving, if she gets the smallest feeling someone might not be around for much longer she packs up and leaves, better to leave them before they can leave you, she says. Until she met him. He changed everything. He changed her.
She once thought they had a future together, he left his wife, they were both unattached, nothing in the way of them being together, she'd waited, waited for him to make a move, waited for him to realise she was there, right in front of him. She wanted him, wanted him so bad that sometimes it physically hurt her.
As she drove along the broken road she thinks about what she's going to say to him when she shows up at his doorstep. He hadn't verbally asked her to come, but she sensed something, sensed he needed her. They'd spoken on the phone a few times since he left, since he left her, but she'd never felt that was enough.
She missed him, she missed how they'd shamelessly flirt on those rare occasions, how they'd laugh at the most ridiculous things. She missed how thy could just sit together in silence and not need words to tell each other what the needed, they sense it, she even missed his teasing and little quirks, like how he'd always bite his lip when he had something to say or when he'd chew on the skin of his fingertips when he was frustrated or tired.
She couldn't wait to see him, seven months had been far too long. She was scared though, she didn't know how he'd react to her being there, she didn't know if maybe he meet some lucky girl and fell in love, she couldn't take it if that was the case, she thinks she'd try and stick it out and still pretend there weren't any feelings there, but she knows she couldn't, she knows she'd leave as soon as she could, it would be to hard.
She's almost at his house now, her stomach all of a sudden is in knots and she feels like she's going to be sick, she can see the drive way now, she parks across the road.
She's sat in the car for ten minute, maybe this isn't a great idea, if he really wanted to see her he'd come to her or ask her to come to him, oh well to late now. Its time, she gets out leaving her small duffel bag of clothes in the car, she might not even stay, he might not want her too.
Her hands are sweaty as she clutches to the car door, she steps out and her dress comes to mid-thigh, she pulls out the clip from the top of her hair, it falls to just below her bra strap. She takes small steps to the front door, her hand is shaking as she lifts it up to knock, knocking softly twice, then brings them down to her waist, she cant stop fidgeting as she waits, he stomach is so many knots that she can hardly breath, her chest feel tight and she's starting to sweat all over.
He opens the door, he looks stunned. He doesn't say anything for awhile so takes this moment to look him over, he's wearing jeans and bare feet, a tight grey shirt that shows off this huge muscles, his face looks tired and he looks like he hadn't shaved in a few days.
"Olivia"
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