Gah. Alright, we need some more Olivia/Wen moments now... so let us start off with that, shall we! Woah! This is the longest chapter ever, with over four thousand words. Yay! Happy reading! I'll meet you at the bottom!
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Chapter 4: Mine
Wen's POV
"Charlie, you can't dance for your life!" Mo laughed at him as he tried to spin her, but it wasn't happening.
"Yeah, man, it's all in the leading," I said, spinning Olivia perfectly. She giggle and grabbed onto my other hand, spinning us in a circle. I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulling her towards me.
Stella was downing hamburgers and playing the guitar at the same time, laughing at us. Yeah, still don't know how she's doing that... We kept dancing for what seemed like hours, until suddenly Mo got bored with Charlie, sending him spashing into the pool. Stella ran over, shoving Mo in and laughing to herself.
I looked down at Olivia who was still in my arms to see her laughing, but then it turned into a nervous laughter. I kissed the top of her forehead, and then I was suddenly topling over, pulling Olivia right into the pool. Under the water and above you could hear Stella's liud laughter.
"Yeah, thanks Stella!" I shouted at her, shaking my hair. I looked around to trying to find Olivia, but she wasn't anywhere. I was suddenly tackled from behind, again going right back into the water. I openend my eyes under water to see Olivia doing the same and smiling, bubbles coming out of her mouth. Still under water I grabbed her and pulled her towards me, pressing my lips to hers.
We stood there for only a couple of seconds before breaking apart and coming up, breathing heavily. She smiled and laughed, taking my hand and pulling me back to her lips. Hm, well if this is what I get for kissing her under water, I'd have to do that more often. Her legs wrapped around my waist while her arms went around my neck. She weighed absolutely nothing since she was in the water, well and when we weren't in water, so it was easy to hold her up.
Suddenly we were splashed with water and we broke apart to see Stella had jumped into the pool. Wow, thanks a lot.
"So, if you guys are done making out over there," Mo yelled from across the other side of the pool. I chuckled, looking down to see Olivia blushing.
"I can't kiss my girlfriend!" I shouted back. Well, there we go. Now they knew. The girls both shrieked, rushing over to Olivia and pulling her out of my grasp and moving her over to the edge of the pool. I shook my head over at Charlie who was watching the same thing, laughing slightly.
"So, you and Olivia huh?" He said, patting me on the shoulder. I just nodded.
"So what's going on between you and Mo?" I asked, trying to draw the attention away. I sure didn't like being on the spotlight, and I know that Olivia didn't either.
Charlie sighed, leaning back against the edge. "I don't know." he said. "I like her. Like, really really like her, but I know that she likes Scott. And if I can just show her," he said but I cut him off.
"I'd do that fast. If you want her you have to go after her. Ha, before you end up like me. I've liked Olivia since the first grade. And look how far we waited until we finally told eachother. Just man up and show her what she is. Chicks like that... I think." I said, making up the last part on the spot. "And don't look stupid. Yeah, don't do that face." I said as he gave me a weird looking face. We laughed exactly as the girls started laughing. We all turned around to look at eachother and laughed again. Oh, this was going to be a fun day.
The rest of the band and me and Olivia were distant for a couple of days. It wasn't because we were mad at eachother, it was just that they thought that we needed alone time together. And I couldn't have agreed more.
Olivia's grandmother was at one of her friends house for the night, watching the lady's cat. And I couldn't believe that Olivia had wanted me to come over. I mean, yeah I know we're dating and all, but still.
So here we were, sitting and eatting popcorn in her room. If you could consider it a room. I'd call it a library. She had books everywhere. And I'm pretty sure she's read all of them at least twice, maybe three times.
"You really like to read, don't you?" I asked, the mini keyboard being abandoned. She looked down at me from her sitting ontop of her bed while I lounded on the floor on my back.
"Yes," she answered quietly. I looked back at her to find her slightly blushing and smiling.
"You know, your blush is really cute." I blurted out. Oh jeez, that wasn't manly. Yup, call the authorities. I'm a dead man. She'd probably think I'm a loser-
Her snort cut me off as she laughed. I gave her a questioning look. "Calm down. Jeez, you'd think you just stole the presidents speech or something."
What she doesn't know is better off not said... what, can't take a joke? I rolled my eyes and looked at my phone. It was already almost eleven o'clock. I sat up and Olivia frowned. "You need to go?"
"Yeah, it's getting late." I said, not really wanting to leave. I mean, who would? It was much more enjoyable to be here with Olivia than have to go home. But I would be able to see her tomorrow afternoon. That wasn't so bad, was it?
Sure. Keep telling yourself that.
And with a kiss goodbye, I was out the door with a quick glance behind.
"The band was uh," I talked into my toothbrush in the bathroom. I quickly looked up and looked at myself, "Wen. And uh, with months and months of arguing, we finally-" I stopped talking when the door flew open, Sydney standing in the doorway with an excited look on her face. "Can't you knock?" I asked her angrily, putting down the toothbrush.
"No, I mean, yes. Just, come on! You have to see this!" She said, running out of the room. I groaned and followed her out. She took me into the kitchen and turned up the radio. What was she-
"'Gotta turn the world into your dance floor, determinate, determinate!"
No. Way. This had to be a joke right? "We're on the radio!" I asked, smiling for what could have been the first time in a while in this house. Sydney was jumping up and down when Dad came into the kitchen. "We're on the radio!" I shouted at him, taking him into a hug.
Woah, this was amazing! Wait, does everyone else know? Olivia? I ran to my room, grabbing my phone off the charger and calling Olivia's house.
"Hello?" She answered, classical music in the background. Her grandmother must have been home then. Good. She wouldn't be alone in that house all by herself.
"Turn on WRIZ right now!" I shouted, then hung up. I then called Stella, who apparently already had Charlie and Mo over her house. Before I even hung up, I could already hear there screams of excitement.
I just laughed, both my dad and Sydney congradulating me. I never thought how amazing this would feel. Lemonade Mouth was finally being heard.
Olivia's POV
And just when things were getting pretty good for Lemonade Mouth, everything started to fall apart. We were singing at Dante's and- well, I wouldn't really call it singing. I could barely talk and was off key. Mo kept sneezing every few seconds, blaming it on her alergies. Charlie kept messing up every couple notes, not really paying attention to the song. Stella was fine, playing in her own little world. And Wen, he sometimes would randomly stop playing then pick it back up again.
"Oh! We're gonna let it show," I sang, sounding way to high pitched.
"LOSERS!" Ray shouted at us. I faltered with the song. Hey, we weren't that bad... were we? I looked at Wen and he didn't seem phased. I kept singing, trying to get back on the right beat. He then said something about we should just pull ourselves out of rising star now. I sighed and stopped, looking at Wen who looked at Ray with a cold stare, then looked at me. "Just ignore him."
"Holdin' back our dreams and try-" Ray got up out of his seat, grabbing onto the mic and shoving me backwards. I stumbled into Wen who grabbed me tightly then put me behind him as Ray was telling the people that we weren't Lemonade Mouth, but Loser Mouth. Wen moved me back a couple steps then walked foward, grabbing the mic from Ray and pushing him off of him as Ray tried to start a fight.
He fell off the stage, landing on some lady and guy with huge muscles. He got up quickly, tripping another person into the cups and plates. The big guy start pushing Ray backwards and that's when everyone started throwing everything. Cups and trays started flying everywhere and Wen grabbed me, pushing me back with Mo and Stella who were in the back next to the curtain.
Wen and Charlie started to throw stuff, somewhat laughing as a lot of people were starting to hit Ray. The three of us just looked at eachother and smiled, picking up random stuff off the ground and throwing them. Mo ran up to where Ray was and tripped him, making him fall onto the counter. He then grabbed the soda nozzle and started spraying everyone.
He turned around, spraying- oh jeez. The owner. That was not good.
That was the last night Lemonade Mouth played at Dante's Pizza.
The day after that, we went to school and nothing interesting happenend. I hadn't been able to see Wen once. And I still wasn't going to be able too. He said that he needed to help his dad with some stuff around the house. For Sydney.
I didn't ask him any questions. I knew that he didn't really like Sydney, but I didn't really know the exact reason. I sighed. He was lucky. Suddenly my phone started vibrating and I saw that it was a text from Wen.
And that's what led us to our next location. He had taken me to get some smoothies then to just go and hang out ouside. He grabbed onto my hand and intertwined our fingers, squeezing it from time to time. He would slow down and stop walking for a second, then would start again.
He pulled out a chair for me, letting me sit down. He suddenly put his hands on the table, leaning against, groaning a little bit. He was wearing sunglasses, which I didn't get because it wasn't even that sunny out. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked him. He sighed and sat down, taking the seat next to me. I reached out and put my hand on his leg.
"Yeah, just sometimes I see black spots..." he said, shaking his head. Wait, what?
"What do you mean?"
He pulled down the sunglasses, showing a black eye. Who did that to him! I reached up with my free hand, about to touch it but then pulled my hand back, resting it on his neck instead. "How'd you get that!"
He sighed, looking away from me then back, "Sydney-"
"Wait, Sydney did this to you!" I yelled, ready to run right over to where ever Sydney was right now and tell her off. Really, she had no reason to-
"No, her picture did." Oh... well that explained it. "I was helping dad hang up pictures and it fell and hit me. He asked me to be his best man."
Really? "That's great news!" I smiled, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. He smiled when I did that, but when I sat back down he frowned.
"No, that's terrible news. You know, just because Sydney wormed her way into my family, doesn't mean that I'm happy about it." What was he talking about? Sydney was just another person who loved Wen for that matter.
"You're ridiculious." I told him, breathing out. He suddenly slammed his drink down, standing up. Wait, did I say something wrong? "Wen? Where are you going? You know, we still have to talk about tomorrow." That was somewhat of the whole reason that we were here in the first place.
"What's the point!" He yelled, flailing his arms in exageration. "There's nothing to talk about. Okay, we can't play, so we're out! You know, maybe... maybe this is a sign. Maybe it's time to call it quits."
He couldn't be serious. If we hadn't have started this band, than we might have never gotten together. Did that mean nothing to him? "What, so you just wanna give up?"
"You just be happy that you're off the hook and you don't have to go on stage anymore-"
"Wen, this isn't about Lemonade Mouth. This is about you, not appreciating what you have. You have a family, Wen. Your dad, your sister, Sydney! I don't even remember my mom, I haven't talked to my dad in years, and you have the nerve to feel sorry for yourself!" I shouted angrily at him. What did he not understand! His life was perfect!
Or was he trying to say that we should have never gotten together? Well then, if that's how he wanted it then fine. "You know what? Fine, quit, see if I care." I said, the tears already springing to my eyes. I walked quickly to the bike that I had taken to get here. I didn't turn back around until he started yelling.
"THEN WHY DID YOU DO IT!"
"OH, FOR YOU, YOU JERK!" I screamed out. My throat got tight and it was very hard to breath. I tried clearing it but it didn't work. His entire expression fell, his angry face becoming into one of, what, sadness? So he really didn't want to do this. "I did it for you," I whispered out, my voice hurting if I strained it. Yup, I just totally lost my voice. I grabbed the bike and started walking away quickly.
"Liv, what about us?" I heard him talk softly. I stopped and closed my eyes, trying to calm myself. I then turned to him, pain obviously showing in his eyes.
"I don't know anymore, Wen. I just..." What was I suppost to say? I didn't want to break up with him. I loved him. I couldn't just leave him like that.
And then I ran.
Wen's POV
Oh great, now what did you just do, I thought to myself as Olivia walked away from me. She probably hated me now. But she was right. She made me see that I did have people that cared for me, and that Sydney wasn't evil or even bad. I just guess that I didn't like the fact that she just randomly showed up and could so easily sneak her way in.
She was going to become part of this family, and here I was, not letting that happen.
And here I was, regretting it, all because the girl I loved told me off. And I couldn't let her go. I needed a plan. I was going to take her out. Apologize and just have her remember that I would always be there for her no matter what.
I started jogging home, changing my clothes and trying to think of any ideas as to where I should take her. Would she just like dinner and a movie? Or did she want something fancy? No, she probably just wanted me to leave her alone. I stopped moving, the shirt I was about to put on frozen in place.
Well, that would be to bad, I thought unfreezing. We didn't even need to go out. I just needed to make sure that we were okay and that I wasn't going to lose her. Suddenly my phone started ringing, and I ran over to it, tripping over the old clothes I had just been wearing.
Maybe it was Olivia, and she wanted me to come over, or maybe it was her telling me that we were over and that she hated me and she wanted to go out with someone who actually wasn't messed up. Or maybe- wait, why was Stella calling me?
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey, it's me."
"Uh yeah, I know what your voice sounds like, Stella."
"We have an emergency."
"Wait, is everyone okay? Is it Olivia?" What could she have done that Stella would be calling me for? Oh jeez, she didn't fall off her bike into a ditch or something, right? Wait, where is she? "Where are you?"
"I'm right in front of the school," her voice sounded distant. I could hear anything in the background. Then Olivia wasn't hurt, or near her... right? Oh, I needed to get there.
"I'll be there in a minute."
"Hurry." And with that she hung up. When I arrived at the school, I saw Mo walking in a rain jacket and rain boots, even though it wasn't suppost to start raining until tonight. And then something on my right caught my attention. There was Olivia in different clothes, her now wearing her boots and jeans, a pink shirt with matching jacket and scarf around her neck. She looked beautiful, in anything she dressed in really.
"Liv," I called her name, but she looked and looked away, but came over to where me and Mo were walking. I let them walk in front of me, knowing that I just needed to give her some time alone, let her think. She'd calm down eventually.
"Can somebody please tell me what's going on here?" Charlie asked as he caught up to us, his arm in somewhat of a cast.
"Where is she?" Olivia's voice rhasped out. Wait, how did that go from her yelling full out at me, and then a few hours later, her voice almost completely gone?
"What happenend to your voice?" I asked, worried. She just turned to me and then looked back foward, almost tripping on her own two feet. She started coughing while Mo started sneezing and my eye started throbbing.
"What happenend?" Stella asked as we came into view of eachother. "Did you all get hit by a bus or something!"
"Just, what's going on Stella?" Mo asked, her voice sounding much worse than before. Olivia squeeked, before letting out a, "What are you doing?"
She shouldn't have been using her voice like that. It would just make everything worse. I could see that the clouds were starting to turn grey, meaning that it was going to be raining soon, and with all of us like this, I don't think that we would all like to get stuck in the rain.
"I, and protesting, against the removal of our lemonade machine." She said proudly, taking a seat with her legs crossed in front of the opening of the moving truck.
"You're kidding me, right, in this weather?" Mo asked, gesturing up to the sky. Stella just looked up and shrugged, nodded happily.
Suddenly a big guy with muscles came around, telling Stella that she shouldn't be playing around and he had places to be. Another guy came and backed him up. Stella told them that she wasn't moving anytime soon, and both the guys just looked at eachother and shrugged.
They started picking up Stella, but Mo and Olivia got mad at them and jumped ontop of them. The guys both pushed them off and that's when Charlie and I got into it, jumping on the guys like the rest of the band. It started pouring at that moment, but we didn't give up, trying to get the guys to let go of Stella.
Randomly cop sirens started sounding, and the next minute we were all being crammed into a cop car. Olivia was somewhat sitting on my lap and I wrapped my arms around her. She tensed up but a split second later she relaxed in my arms but still wasn't looking at me.
When we got out, we walked in, them calling our parents and telling them that we were in a holding cell. I sat on the edge of the bench next to Mo, who Olivia and Stella sat on the other side. Olivia was caughing and I was sure that the rain didn't help with her losing her voice. Charlie was standing, holding onto the bars that were beginning to rust.
"So much for rising star," Charlie said. We pretty much had to get ready in a couple of hours to at least make it to where it was being held. No way we could make it now.
"We can't, skip it." Stella said, determination in her voice.
"Well, we can't play," Mo said, her hair curlier than normal.
"It's over," I said, trying to calm myself down before I started yelling at the guards to let Olivia out of there. She was having a coughing fit and I couldn't even help her.
"Alright," Charlie said, coming to take a seat next to Stella. "we lose."
"So we lose." Stella said, looking back at him. "So what." she stood up. "Lemonade mouth is bigger than a competition. We did it to be heard," dhr said, starting to walk back and forth in front of us. "for our fans. For ourselves,"
"Frendship." Olivia said, her voice barely recognizable. Stella thanked her.
"Guys, we can't give up." Olivia said, then cut herself off. She couldn't talk anymore. At all. This wasn't good.
Mo started yelling at her, and she sunk down in her seat. I moved a little closer to which she noticed but didn't do anything. "We're not doing it, okay? So just stop talking about it!" I growled out. They were really starting to give me a headache now.
The light was really starting to bother my eyes, so I pulled my hood up, zipping up my jacket and turning into the cold wall, playing with the zipper. Somebody started tapping on the metal of the phone, but I wasn't sure. I'm guessing it was Charlie, since he was closest to it.
Someone started plucking a rubber band, making it become in beat with the tapping. Stella was the one who was banging her ring against the bar, making the beat that we sang for 'Turn Up the Music'. I randomly started zipping the zipper up and down, turning around a little bit. I could see Olivia looking down, but her head was nodding and she was mumbling silently to herself.
We all got up at the same time, smiling at eachother while we all sang. We all stopped after the chorus and just laughed at one another. "Guys!" Stella said laughing. We all just pulled into a group hug. When we broke apart I moved to Olivia. She was looking at me with sadness in her eyes, and I just wanted that to go away.
I pulled her into my arms, leaning her head against my chest. She sniffed, turning into my shirt and holding onto my shoulder shirt. "I'm sorry, Livy." I whispered to her. She started to talk but I shook my head. She paused. "Don't strain your voice." She nodded.
I looked down at her and she looked up, mouthing the words "I'm sorry," to me. I smiled and leaned down, pressing my lips softly to hers. She sighed, opening her mouth and letting my tongue slip inside. We kissed like that for only a couple seconds more, until we were broken apart by the people who brought us in here told us that our families were here to pick us up.
I looked back at Olivia who sighed, and gestured towards where the rest of the band. I kissed her one more time, as she whispered the word that I knew I had her back.
"Mine."
Gaaaah. I'm watching Cars 2 right now, for the second time. I'm serious, if McQueen was a real car, I'd totally date him. So anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next chapter should be up shortly, and I think either tonight or tomorrow night is going to be the last chapters for this. Sad, really. Alright, we shall meet again!
-May