I actually only got one review when I started this. Oh well, I guess you guys would like it if I updated faster anyway. Man, I just re-read my chapters and I keep noticing little mistakes. I'm surprised no one called me on them! Anyways, here goes nothing!
Oliver jerked his head up. He looked around. The darkness was probably affecting his vision. "Oliver." I repeated. He whipped his head in my direction.
"Oh, it's you." He answered. "Yeah, it's me." I said, not really knowing what to say. He turned towards the water. "Shouldn't you be with Kevin or something?" he whispered coldly.
I screamed in anger. I noticed him flinch. "Oliver, I didn't fucking kiss him! I like you, okay? If you weren't a complete donut you would have figured that out by now! I'm done trying to convince you that Kevin kissed me and I'm done trying to throw myself at you and have you do nothing!" I shouted angrily.
He stared at me, dumbfounded. He opened his mouth to speak but I held up my hand. "Don't bother, I don't need you to say you want to be just friends and I don't need your apology. Just...leave me alone." I said, my breath catching.
Oliver reached towards me. I flinched away as if his hand was on fire. I shook my head, slowly stepping backwards. "Lilly, please…" he said quietly. "Don't!" I screamed.
I was angry now. He honestly was so clueless. Hell, the whole school knew I liked him! My adrenaline was running crazy. I couldn't stand this feeling. I ran. I ran all the way down the beach, back the way I came. I ran past Jackson once again.
He seemed to have decided not to ask this time. I ran all the way home. I desperately fumbled with my keys. I couldn't seem to get the key into the lock.
I heard heavy footsteps coming down the street. I turned around and saw Oliver. He slowed when he saw me watching him. He started walking up my driveway.
I backed up against the front door, giving up on the keys completely. He came up on my porch. I backed up more, if possible. "Lilly…" he trailed off. "What?" I snapped back.
I was still mad. He was trying to get close to me. I was already against the door and with my unsuccessful key fumbling, the door was locked as well.
"Oliver, go please. I told you to leave me alone." I whispered into the black night air. I saw him shake his head.
"No," he said, "I'm not leaving until I say something to you." I bit my lip and studied his face in the dim lighting.
I don't think he was lying or joking. He was completely serious. His dark, chocolate eyes were boring a hole into me. Is it me or is he getting closer?
He grabbed my waist and kissed me. It was soft and unsure at first but when I gave in and started to kiss back it was rougher and he was pressing me against the door.
My hands were tangled in his hair and he gripped my waist tightly. I pulled away, my breath choppy and uneven. His was the same.
I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and opened the door. I turned around and saw Oliver's crestfallen face. He started to turn and walk away. I smiled. "You aren't coming in?" I asked.
He spun around and grinned. "Really?" he asked, suddenly unsure. I giggled. "We kiss like that and you think I'm just gonna go in my house without a word?" I said, starting to flirt a little.
His grin got bigger and I took his hand, leading him in. I shut the door behind him, not letting go of his hand. He spun me around and I giggled, losing my balance slightly.
Oliver caught me and for a while we just stared at each other. He straightened me up again and our lips connected again.
We ended up in the same position. I was against the wall and he was gripping my waist and my hands were in his hair. We pulled away and gasped a much needed breath. "Oliver" I breathed. "Lilly" he whispered.
I glanced at the clock. "Oliver!" I said, sort of loudly. He jumped and let go of me. "What?" he asked. "Oliver, it after 9:00! Aren't your parents freaking out?" I said, smoothing out my rumpled shirt.
He smiled slightly. "My parents are out of town, remember?" he said, brushing my hair from my face. I smiled and pecked him.
Suddenly a loud crack of thunder cracked through the house. I grabbed onto Oliver out of reflex and Oliver put his arm around me. I was always scared of storms. Every since I was 7.
Flashback:
The trees hit the house, making ghostly shadows on the walls. I burrowed deeper under the covers. I whimpered slightly as lightning lit up the whole room, if only for a moment. I heard the phone ring and I slithered out of bed to see what it was. I heard my mom answer it and I came up next to her. She gasped and put a hand to her mouth as she listened to the mystery caller. She suddenly dropped the phone and began to cry. "Mommy?" I said in a tiny voice. She went on her knees and hugged me tight. I asked what was wrong. When she stopped crying, she took my face in her hands. "Lilly, your brother got in a car accident. He…he's dead." She burst into tears again. I screamed "no!" over and over and cried for days.
I whimpered as I thought back to that night. Oliver hugged me closer. "Oliver? Can you stay with me?" I said in a small voice, resembling a small child.
He kissed the top of my head and mumbled. "Of course I'll stay Lilly." I hugged him tighter and let a tear slip past my eyelashes.
Oliver shushed me and began to turn off the lights and carry me upstairs. I buried my head in his neck as another crack of thunder was heard.
He set me down in my room. "Um, you can change. I'll be outside." He said. I nodded. He shut the door gently and I grabbed some pajama pants and a tank top.
Once I had them on I opened the door. Oliver smiled. Then he smirked when he saw my Elmo pajamas. I hit him playfully and he grabbed my wrists. I broke free and kept hitting him, laughing slightly.
He laughed and started to tickle me. "Oliver! Don't!" said, giggling. I tried to grab his hands to get him off. He dodged me and grabbed my waist, throwing my over his shoulder gently.
"Oliver!" I said, laughing more. He carried me into my room and dropped me on my bed. I was still giggling slightly and staring up at him. He leaned down and kissed me. When I put my arms around his neck he picked me up.
He moved the covers and laid me down, getting next to me. I broke the kiss and he pulled the blanket up to my shoulder. He had the blanket over him too and suddenly the was a crack of thunder and the flash of lightning.
I whimpered and Oliver held me close. "I wont let anything happen to you." He mumbled into my hair. I laid my head on his chest and put my arm over his stomach. He put his arm around me and started stroking my hair.
I fell asleep after a while. I don't think I would have without Oliver.
Okay. That kinda went from drama to fluff to tragedy to fluff again. Oh, and by the time I posted this I had 4 reviews. Was it okay?