Chapter 9
I'm Sorry
Lilly woke up the next morning felling her head slightly throb. She kept her eyes closed as she pulled the covers higher over her body until it went over her head. She yawned and flipped to her stomach, pressing her face into the pillow. As she took a deep breath, she noticed a distinct smell coming from her pillow.
"It smells like a boy." She murmured and sighed, rubbing her face against the soft pillow.
"Maybe because you're in a boy's room?" A voice said, startling her.
She shot up from the bed, pulling the blanket down over her chest, and held onto it tightly. She tightly closed her eyes, feeling as if her brain was being squeeze. She held her head with her hands and bit her lip, feeling like everything around her was spinning.
"You okay?"
Lilly felt the bed shift and a hand press against her cheek. Lilly dropped her hands and blinked a few times before looking to whoever was talking to her. She turned her head, finding Oliver sitting with a cup of water in one hands and two pills in the other.
"What happened?" She asked as she took the two pills from him, popping them in her mouth, and took a sip from the water.
"You got drunk and…" Oliver started as he explained to Lilly what happened.
He told her about finding her drunk outside, passing out, and carrying her back to his car, bringing her to his house. He decided not to tell her about her drunken confession, since he thought that part was unreal, but a part of him wanted to believe it was true that she did like him.
Lilly shook her head, only remembering the jealousy she felt from Oliver. She shouldn't even be talking to Oliver, but here she is talking to him like she saw nothing. He was the reason why she got drunk in the first place.
Stupid idiot. She said to herself as she kicked off the blanket from her body.
"I have to go home." She said and looked down at her attire. She wore a big red jersey and shorts.
"Wasn't I wearing a dress last night?" She questioned while putting her hands on her shirt, smoothing it out.
"Yeah, but you threw up and I had to-" Oliver started.
Lilly's face flushed. "You changed my clothes." She said as she put her hands over her mouth.
"Yeah but-" Oliver started, but was cut off by Oliver once again.
"Hello! Can you say invading someone's privacy? Seriously!" Lilly shouted at him, getting up from the bed and walking over to the door.
"I didn't do anything to you! I promise! I just changed your clothes; you threw up on your dress last night when I brought you here." He said, walking toward her and gripping onto her wrist.
Lilly turned around and shot him a dirty look. "It still doesn't give you an excuse to look me up while I'm passed out you pervert!" She shouted at him, opening the door and pulling his hand away, walking out.
"Lilly it wasn't like that!" He said and went after her, following her down the stairs. "Will you just wait so we can talk a little?" He took a hold of Lilly's just before she could go any farther and pulled her back, holding onto her from behind.
"Relax okay? I didn't touch you or anything." He said.
Lilly shook her head, putting her hands over his, and ripping them off her. "Well I don't care, it's the fact that you actually did what you did when you could've asked someone else. And to let me sleep in your room where you could've brought me home." She said, sounding disgusted.
"You were drunk oh gosh! Do you want our parents to know you went drinking? It's your fault for drinking!" Oliver finally said, bringing his hand over his mouth, regretting saying it. It was partially his fault, or so she made her believe it.
"Whatever." Lilly dropped her gaze.
She wanted to leave right now. She didn't want to be in the same room as Oliver, especially when the only thing she could remember from the party is Oliver kissing her cousin.
She started for the door once again when she opened the door to Oliver calling her.
"At least let me give you a ride home. You might not know where to go and you'll get lost." He said.
She sighed in defeat. "Fine, hurry up." She said and headed out the door walking over to Oliver's car.
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The car ride home was awkward and quite. Lilly sat in the passengers seat, staring outside of the window, sitting as close to the door as possible. She still had on Oliver's clothes, which she wasn't happy about, but she could care less at this point. She wanted to go back home.
Oliver looked over at Lilly who then crossed her legs and arms. What she said the night before was all Oliver could think of and he's somewhat starting to believe that she probably did care for him. He knew that people are vulnerable when they drink and maybe, just maybe she really did mean what she said.
"No Oliver, listen to me." She sighed and blinked a few times. "I fucking love you okay?"
He sighed while shaking his head. It can't be right, she has to be lying. He said to himself as he looked back to the road. He drummed his fingers against the steering wheel as he drove faster. He needed to clear his mind and forget about last night, but that kiss… She kissed him and now she probably forgot everything she said, yet those moments stuck in his head.
"Are you okay?" Oliver said hoarsely as he hit his breaks at a red light.
"Why do you care? Don't you think you've done enough damage with this friendship… again?" Lilly snapped, only to move even farther away from Oliver, leaning her head against the window.
Oliver stared at her, shocked. He never expected that to come out of her mouth. He thought that the drama between them finished, but he finally believed that what she said last night was true and she did have feelings for him.
"Lilly, don't be like that." He softly said and started to drive again.
"Don't be like what?" She turned to him while clenching her fists.
She hated the fact that he was telling her to do something she didn't want to do. Who cares if she's getting pissed off at him? She just wants to forget about him and everything he led her to do this whole break. She just wants to go home and now. But she knew that if she went home now then she'll have to face her twofaced cousin.
"Lilly, what is your problem? I thought we were friends?" Oliver said making Lilly break out of her thoughts.
Lilly rolled her eyes. "Whatever, we were never friends. I shouldn't have forgiven you. You're an ass and I hate you. Go back to Trisha." She whispered the last bit and narrowed her eyes to her lap.
Oliver bit his lip and removed one hand from the steering wheel and placed it over Lilly's. Even if Lilly whispered the last bit, he still caught it which made him worried. He didn't want Lilly to hate him again.
"There's nothing going between me and Trisha." He softly said.
She shoved Oliver's hand away. "Whatever, I'm sick of your lies. Just hurry up and bring me home." She barked and turned her head to the window, trying so hard to ignore Oliver.
Oliver sighed and put his hand on the steering wheel. He wanted Lilly to forgive him, he wanted Lilly to know that it was all Trisha's fault, but what could he do to make it work?
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When Lilly got home, she went straight for her room, ignoring her parents and aunt's calls. Not only was she trying to fight off the headache that contracted each time she moved, but she also has to try and forget about the tiny argument she had with Oliver. Her parents were probably going to ask her what's wrong, but she didn't want to tell them what happened.
It just hurt her that he would actually saying it was her fault for drinking. It was her fault, but seeing him kiss her cousin is what led her to drink in the first place. So would it really be her fault?
"This sucks ass." Lilly said and fell on her bed, burying her face into her pillow.
She could still smell Oliver's on her since she still wore his clothes so she flipped on her back, and struggled as she stripped out of his clothes as she lay down. She threw them down on the ground and went under the blanket of her bed, pulling it over her body.
"Stupid boys." She sighed and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
When she woke up, which felt like a few minutes later, her room was dark and from the looks of it, it looked late at night. She felt better, a whole lot better actually. She pushed off her covers and got off of the bed, she felt a little cold so she looked down at herself and blushed, seeing that she was only in her underwear.
"I hope no one came in while I was asleep." She blushed and went to her luggage, taking a large shirt, and slipping it over her slim figure.
She lifted her hand to her mouth and breathed out, sniffing her breath and shook her head.
"Ew, I seriously need to brush my teeth." She sighed and dug in her luggage for her toiletries. She took out some clothes with it, deciding to take a shower as well.
She looked over to the time and was shocked to see that it was already 7.
"How long was I sleeping anyway?" She asked herself and shook her head. She headed out the door to the bathroom, but bumped suddenly bumped into someone.
"Sorry!" She said and held onto her supplies, as she looked up seeing Oliver.
"Lilly…" He said.
He looked tired, worried, and flustered. His hands were behind his back holding something. He was startled at first, but soon held a soft smile as he caught Lilly's gaze.
"What are you doing here?" She asked as looking down feeling a little nervous.
"I came here with my parents at around 6 and I came up to apologize, but you were asleep. I've been hanging out with our parents for nearly an hour and I came to use the bathroom. Our parents and your aunt and uncle left to go somewhere and-"
"Why are you here then?" Lilly asked while hugging her supplies tightly against her body.
"I wanted to see if you were fine, check up on you. Your parents were worried-" He started and Lilly cut him off once again.
She sighed loudly, looking up to Oliver, and bit her lip. "Just stay in my room, I'm going to shower." She said and turned away from him, going to the bathroom.
She decided to give Oliver a chance. She knew not to do this, but she couldn't help it. He just looked too cute and the way he sounded made her feel a little guilty. She'll let him stay a little bit, only a little bit, but once he gets cocky or says something stupid, she's going to kick him out.
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Oliver stared at her until she closed the door of the bathroom and shook his head. "This is so difficult."
Oliver went inside of Lilly's room and dropped the bag he was hiding from Lilly. He didn't want Lilly to see it because it was supposed to be a present for her. Now all he had to set up what he wanted to do and then he'll be done.
He was happy that she left him alone because he was he was thinking of breaking into her room while she slept and set it up without her knowing. He knew Lilly liked waking up to a surprise even if she says she hates surprises.
Hopefully with what he has planned for her will finally make her stop being bitter to him. He hated that Lilly treated him like that and he finally came to a conclusion that Lilly did care for him and He felt like he had to do something to make up for all the hatred he led to build up once again.
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When Lilly was finished with her shower, she wrapped her hair with her towel. She was dressed in a t-shirt and shorts and she didn't bother to make herself pretty. Why do that when she's going to kick Oliver out of her room anyway?
Lilly looked at her self in the mirror and sighed. She had bags under her eyes and she looked gross. She did feel better, but in the end she looked like hell.
She looked to the faucet and turned it on. She took her tooth brush and rinsed it and took her toothpaste bringing the brush out from under the running water and squeezing a good amount of a long the bristles.
As she brushed her teeth, she couldn't help but wonder what Oliver was doing in her room. She just hoped he wasn't going through her things. She knew Oliver was curious, but she also knew that Oliver wasn't one to invade into someone's life, unless that's something that changed.
Lilly removed the toothbrush from her mouth, spitting out the foaming toothpaste and cupped her hand under the running water, bringing her face closer to the sink, and took some water into her mouth as she gargled and spit.
She turned off the faucet and smiled at herself in the mirror, then being a mellow look on her face as she sighed. "Damn it."
She had to face Oliver now and she wasn't looking forward to it at all. She took all her things with her and went out the door, stepping onto the cool tile. She went back to her room and noticed the door room. She fumed.
"Why is my door closed?" She said loudly and put her hand on the doorknob. Before she twisted the door knob, the door opened itself to Oliver peaking through the door.
"Oliver, let me in my freaking room." She said and he softly smiled.
"Come on, be nice! Say the password and I'll let you in." He grinned, making Lilly roll her eyes once again.
"Oliver if-"
"Just say please, that's all I'm asking." He said and Lilly sighed.
"Please." She said through her teeth and Oliver opened her door, moving aside.
Lilly stepped in her room only to be greeted by something she never thought she'd see, ever. The sight was breathtaking and she didn't know what to do. It just shocked her to see something so sweet and adorable coming from Oliver.
Her room, dimly lit by candles around her room on the ground on shelves, and on the window sill. Her bed made up with a white bear in the middle, holding a card, with rose petals it.
"What?" Lilly whispered as she slowly walked over her bed. Before she did anything else, she set her supplies on the side, putting it on her luggage and took the towel from her hair, putting it over her things. She then turned to Oliver, whose face turned a dark shade of red.
"What is this?" She asked and Oliver shrugged while crossing his arms.
Lilly went to the bear, taking the envelope from it, and ripped it open. She took the card from the envelope, setting it aside, as she unfolded the card.
"Press the bears chest."
She put the note down this time and took the bear in her hands. With both her thumbs settled on the bears chest, her chest fluttered with excitement. She never had someone do this for her before and she wondered what Oliver had in mind. She was having second thoughts with pressing it, but she pushed the thought aside as she pressed the chest with her thumbs.
"I'm sorry." Oliver's voice came from the bear.
Lilly was startled and dropped the bear from her hands.
"So that's how you take my sorry?" Oliver said right behind Lilly, making her jump.
Lilly turned around and found Oliver smiling widely. She couldn't help but blush. Ugh, if only this boy wasn't so cute, then she'd slap him, but she would never do that to his perfect face.
"I-" Lilly started. She didn't know what to say about it and it did seem like she didn't accept his apology.
"I'm sorry Lilly." Oliver said, taking a step forward and took a hold of her hands his. "But if you think there's anything going on between me and Trisha, there isn't." He said with his eyes softening.
Lilly looked up at Oliver and they held gazes. "It's not that, it's the fact that you kissed her." She sighed.
"Why are you so worried over a simple kiss?" Oliver then said and brought her hands up to his face, kissing knuckles. "Is there something you want to tell me?" He asked.
Lilly's face burned as Oliver did this. What did I say last night? She asked herself as she shook her head. It just didn't come to her in what she did. She tried hard to remember, but it still didn't come back to her.
"You just said you hated Trisha and then you were kissing her. It just makes me think that you're lying to me." Lilly softly said and tore her gaze away from him. She looked down and pulled her hands from him.
"She kissed me. She was drunk, fell on my lap, and I guess the kiss was planned by her. I would never kiss her Lilly and you should know that I don't have feelings for her. You have to trust me on that."
"Why are you trying so hard to gain my friendship back?"
"Because I don't want the same mistake to happen again. I'm sorry Lilly, and I don't want our friendship to end like how it did before." He sighed and closed his eyes for a second. "The more I hang out with you, the more I find myself discovering something new and I want to be with you."
Lilly pursed her lips and sighed. "It takes a while for someone to get mad at someone at one point and forgive them. I've been mad at you since last night and now you want me to forgive you so easily?" She questioned and shook her head.
"Please Lilly, just talk to me. I'm sorry; I'll say I'm sorry a thousand times until you forgive me. I don't care for Trisha, you-" He bit his tongue and inhaled deeply. "I care for you, a lot and I want to spend as much time with you until you leave."
Lilly thought for a few seconds and a small smile formed at Lilly's lips. She knew this was going to be a big move, but she didn't care. She couldn't stay mad at Oliver too long so why not finally accept his apology?
"Fine." She said.
"Really?" He asked with his eyes lighting up.
"Yes really. You better be happy that I'm a forgiving person." She smirked.
Oliver smiled and wrapped his arms around Lilly, holding her close to him. "Thanks, you're so cool." He said and pressed his cheek hard against hers.
Lilly rolled her eyes and patted his back. You idiot. She sighed and closed her eyes, pressing her face into his shoulder.
Oliver smiled and kissed the top of her head. Now that she accepted my apology, I can finally make my move. He said to himself and closed his eyes as he held on her small body.
She nuzzled his neck, taking in his scent. Maybe forgiving him this early wont be so bad. If only I can remember what I said to him last night. She lastly thought before pulling away from him.
They locked eyes once again and Oliver smiled. "You want to go to the park for a bit?" He asked.
Lilly nodded. "Okay." She replied. "But first we have to blow out the candles." She smiled, moving away from Oliver and started blowing out the candles.
A/N :D hope you liked this chapter! Lol. Faster than usual update huh? Lol.
I'm sick and I haven't gone to school so I decided to write.
In the timeline, there are about 10 days left until Lilly leaves. Is there anything you guys want to see before she leaves?
