Sorry, sorry and sorry again. I've been soooooo busy (stupid exams -.-') so I haven't been able to get this up, but here you go! :D
Its a bit of a, how should I put this, 'OMG you can't do that to them!' chapter but I promise that it'll all work out soon-ish.
So yeah Read,Review&Recomend :3
Olivia's POV:
Looking through the window on the plane I have a new sense of awe. The white fluffy clouds and bright blue sky make me feel light as a feather, as if nothing is impossible.
Turning to Wen sat beside me I laugh the game on his IPod claiming 'the squirrel got you'. He turns to me with a sheepish look on his face.
"Aww did the big bad squirrel get you Wendall?" sticking his bottom lip out asif hes a child sulking he nods. Our eyes lock then we both suddenly burst out laughing.
"What are you two laughing about?" kneeling on her seat Stella looks down at us her voice laced with suspicion.
"Nothing" we both say simultaneously. Looking at each other we burst out in spontaneous laughter again, holding our chests in a failed attempt to catch our breath
"sure sounds like nothing too" Stella grumbles climbing back into her seat.
Wiping a tear from my eye I take a few deep breaths trying to compose myself. Wen pulls out his laptop casting a narrow eyed glance at the IPod "giving up so easily Wen?" I ask provoking him.
"nope. Not at all" I raise and eyebrow "Okay maybe I am. But I figure whilst on this plane we could try and write a new song. What do you say?" Thinking back to my 'shower song' from this morning I nod
"acctually I have one I was working on earlier"
Wen's POV:
She came up with that in the shower? The best I come up with in the shower is why I didn't do my homework this time. Packing away my laptop I cast a sideways glance at Olivia her blonde hair a curtain hiding her face from me. Reaching out a hand I sweep aside the blonde curls revealing a pale faced Olivia.
"hey you okay?" she quickly, guiltily, shoves her phone in her pocket "yeah I'm fine, still feeling the effects of yesterday" my heart drops at the fact she s lying to me. I don't know how I know, I just do.
"okay" I turn away from her letting my gaze rest on the seat in front of me. Am I mad? Yes. She should know by now that she can tell me anything.
Clenching and unclenching my hands on my lap I resist the urge to demand an answer from her. Practically jumping up from my seat I storm off to the on flight bathroom needing space.
Locking the door with a loud click I place my forehead against it. Damn it why does it bother me so much? Turning round I glare at myself in the mirror. Why would she like me like me anyway? Nobody ever has before. Raking my hand through my bed head I curse under my breath. Shut up Wen you re just working yourself up more now.
A soft knock on the door brings me back to reality "Is there a reason Olivia is totally distraguht?" Stella's accuses me through the thin plastic door.
"how should I know?" I reply through gritted teeth
"because as soon as you got up and stormed away she was getting up to follow you looking totally confused and upset"
"then why didn't she?" I say my heart breaking a little bit more. Am I not even that much of a friend to her?
"I stopped her and said I'd come instead" Inside my head i'm screaming 'WHY? Why would you do that?' but in reality I say "thanks for your concern but I'm fine"
"so fine that you haven't told me to go away your on the loo? What are you really doing in there?" silently kicking myself I glare at the door.
"attempting to sort my bed hair out?" even to my ears it sounds like a question instead of a statement
"ah-ha. Ready to tell me the truth yet?"
"When pigs fly" I smirk
"I hate taking sides but I'm totally backing Olivia so I ain't leaving till you spill" Inwardly sighing I add
"then your going to have a long-g-g wait"
Through the door I hear her mutter "goddam boys". Laughing so she knows I heard her I turn back to the mirror. If I'm trapped in here for now I might as well do something useful.
Running the tap I splash some cold water on my face and run a wet hand through my hair smoothing it out. "Ah I give up!" Stella spits before her footsteps fade into the distance. She's upto something, that I'm sure of, she'd never give up this easily but I'll take any chance I can get.
Releasing a breath I didn't know I was holding I sag against the door. Smiling to myself for winning I open the door and walk back to my seat. Slowing down as I get closer to our designated seats I practically start hypervaentialtng. Breathing harder I sit in my seat avoiding any contact with the girl sat next to me. Stella leans around her seat to glare at me and mouths 'this isn't over' before kneeling on the seat again to talk to Olivia. Pulling out my IPod I plug the earphones into my ears and turn it on shuffle.
Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.
Olivia's POV:
All I want to know is what I did wrong. I don't ever want to hurt Wen, ever. Fighting back tears because my best friend is sat next to refusing to even glance over. Its bad enough I've lost him as a friend but the fact that I may not find out if he feels the same way about me as I do him is utterly heartbreaking.
"Wen please!" his eyes shut but he doesn't take the earphones out or even glance my way "Talk to me"
His silence cuts at me. Sitting back banging my head against the head rest a stray tear escapes my eye making a track down my cheek. Bringing my legs up so I can wrap my arms around them more tears escape
"why did you lie to me?" I start at Wen's voice anger, hurt and betrayal laced deep within
"I-I didn't-"
"stop lying!" I haven't heard him use that tone since our arguament before rising star "if your not going to tell me the truth then don't bother speaking to me" he turns away and puts the ear buds back in. Oh what have I done?
(at the airport)
Stella walks next to me her arm linked through mine. She leans closer and whispers in my ear "you know whatever it is your not telling him you should. He's not going to tell anybody, thats why it bothers him so much"
"I don't get it" I whisper back
"He thinks you don't trust him enough to tell him. That's why hes majorly pissed" dawning washes over me and I feel totally guilty.
"I can't tell him. I can't tell anyone. What do I do?" even I notice the desperation in my voice
"Tell him that" she shrugs. Winking at me before dropping my arm she walks away suddenly leaving me feeling very alone. Normally I would be walking with Wen but he's walking at the front with Charlie ignoring my presence completely.
Humming a new tune to ditract myself I start adding lyrics. How am I coming up with 2 songs in one day? Shaking my head and laughing at myself I run through the lyrics again.
"Wheres Wen going? We have a campout to plan!" Mo says in a panicked voice. Looking up suddenly I see Wen walking towards the exit suitcase in hand. My heart brakes seeing his retreating form.
Oh Wen, please come back.