This
chapter is fluff and ends in turmoil.
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After six months of a secretive love affair, Elliot and Olivia couldn't be happier. The romance wasn't dead, and the feelings were as strong as ever.
The pair was cuddled on the couch watching My Best Friend's Wedding, eating Chinese food, and drinking beer.
"Why do we always watch chick flicks? Can't we do something else?" Elliot complained.
"I know what you want to do, but forcing you to sit through a movie makes me feel like you're waiting for me." Olivia said playfully kissing him on the cheek.
Since the first time they kissed, Elliot had wanted to climb the Statue of Liberty and shout his love for her. So far, he hadn't even said I love you. He was waiting for the perfect moment or to grow the balls to tell her.
"Elliot, if you would have gotten married, I would have had to be Julianne, trying to break up your wedding and all. I'd end up confessing my love on the day of your wedding, kissing you in front of your fiancée, A.K.A. the love-crazed best friend." Olivia joked.
"There's no way that would have happened. I love you too much to be able to marry anyone else." Elliot said, planting a kiss on Olivia.
As she pulled away, she looked directly into Elliot's eyes and whispered "Do you really mean that?"
"I've loved you for 8 years, I've been crazy about you since the day I met you. You're my world and I can't imagine ever being with anyone else again." Elliot said as he gazed into Olivia's brown eyes.
"Elliot, I've always loved you. I'd never known love before you. The past six months have been the greatest months of my life. I love you more than anything in the world." Olivia said, as she engaged in a passionate kiss with the love of her life.
The two didn't even bother to go into the bedroom as they made love on the sofa. They fell asleep in each other's arms, but not before whispering the three simple words which were so overdue.
At two in the morning, Olivia awoke to the sound of breaking glass. She shook Elliot awake. "Hey, did you hear that?"
"Ughh, no, what time is it?" Elliot said crankily.
"Elliot, I think someone just broke into the apartment... I heard glass breaking in the bedroom." Olivia whispered.
Elliot rolled onto the ground, careful not to make a sound, and crawled over to the kitchen, where his gun was. Before he reached the kitchen, a voice stopped him. "One more step, and I'll kill the bitch." Elliot stopped dead in his tracks and turned around to see Olivia being held at knife point.
I
know what I want to do with the next chapter.
I'll
try not to keep you guys on the edge for too long.
