Hi Guys, thanks you for helping me reach my target :) As I am so happy I reached 200, I thought I'll post another chapter. I would like to say congratulations to RissaRawrage for being the 200th review, I hope you liked your little sneak peak, also she writes, so go check out her blue bloods fanfiction.
I know this is not as long as my usual chapters but this is longer than the last one, I did promise you that! Anyway the next chapter will be from Jack's POV.
Also in this chapter, you will see a five year time jump. Oliver will be about 23, Jack, Mimi and Kingsley 24 and Avery 26. And I guess you can figure out that Chris, Cassie and Isla will be 5.
Anyway, urm it will be nice to reach about 205/6 I'll try to update again this week. But I got awful journals to do. That's uni life for you. Not all parties and lay ins.
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Livvie.
(Chapter 38)
(Five years later, New York City)
(Oliver's POV)
Looking back at my life in the past five years, I have achieved a lot. Five years ago I was only eighteen, and now five years on aged twenty-three I am already a successful author, actually according to the New York Times, I am 'New York's Best Writer of the Century' I guess I have Avery to thank for that, she gave me the permission to use her lives as the cannons for my stories, her numerous amounts of tragic love stories is what has made me famous.
It has been five long years; the twins are five years old. And he still hasn't return; I know she is losing hope; no she has long ago given up on the thought of him returning. My words are inspired by her, by her love and longing for Taylor. It is because of her that I have best selling books across the United States and all over the world. At Twenty- three I have already sold well over a million books worldwide, they are even considering making one of my books into a movie. I have so many girls pursuing me, but I am lucky to have found someone, to find someone that I love so much. Frankie Duvall. She is my everything, she is so beautiful. I think she is the one.
(Four years ago – The Mets, New York)
(Oliver's POV)
I have just been named New York's Best Young Writer of 2011 for my story of a tragic love story. A tragic love story that is based on Avery and Taylor's past time in Italy and Egypt. When they were called Raoul and Gianni. Of course I had to twist the names a little, Rico and Gwyneth that's the names I used. A story which I owe entire credit to Avery. Tonight I shall be collecting the award which funny enough will be held, here, here at the Mets. Making my way up the steps, I see a beautiful girl with long and luscious curly dark brown hair with an amazing pair of bluey grey eyes to match, walking towards me. She was holding a bouquet of flowers, purple freesias in fact and a bundle of other bags, I watched as she dropped her bouquet a few steps in front of me, bending down on one knee I picked up the flowers and held them up to her. Something you would see in a typical chick flick, yet this was real life; there I am on my knees holding a bouquet of flowers to a beautiful woman. I woman who in some ways reminds me of her, of Schuyler. Perhaps I can use this real life scene and pen it into my very own writing.
"Ooh thank you."
Her voice was sweet, had a touch of a Canadian accent. Yet she there was a hint of Italian in her voice, perhaps she looked Italian, yes maybe it is that. She did have a slight tan, that made the tan I had gotten over the summer look extremely pale. Quickly I got to my feet. My eyes never leaving hers.
"No problem…um…do you need some help?"
"Urm…actually I am ok thank you."
"Are you sure? I mean you no harm."
I watched as she hesitated a little before nodding and handing me some of her bags.
"Thank you for helping, I'm Francesca Duvall. People call me Frankie"
"Oliver Hazard-Perry. Most commonly known as Ollie"
"Nice to meet you Ollie."
"So….you kinda sound Canadian how comes you are in the big apple? Seem to me you are completely alien to the place."
"Ooh I am that obvious to read then, I got into Juilliard. I specialize in ballet."
"Ooh right you're a dancer…freshman?"
"Yes actually I just started. What about you?"
"Ooh, I am in my second year at NYU now…I am studying English with Creative Writing."
I watched as she stopped in her tracks and stared at me with her mouth hanging wide open.
"Oh my god… wait…Oliver Hazard-Perry of NYU? You are the one who wrote that amazing story…'Love Dies Young'!"
"Oh yeah that's me…"
"Oh my god! I can't believe I have met you, you do not know how much I loved your work, I cried for ages after reading it…you are so talented. Are you going to write more? Please tell me you are…you will be an amazing writer, I bet you one of the best in four years time."
"Ooh well you are the first to fan I have met. And thank you, for your comments that are quite flattering."
I had to turn away from her; I have yet to meet a fan, I didn't expect to get such a huge positive response for my story.
"Ooh, do I get a photo and an autograph then?"
"Certainly Miss Duvall."
Helping her things into her apartment on the lower east side, I stayed for coffee, surprising there was a lot we had in common, we had similar taste in music, she is such a passionate dancer, I found myself falling for her, she was so captivating. I learnt a lot about her family, about her dream to become a dancer and how it pained her to leave her family. But you have to follow your dreams if it does mean tearing you away from your family. She is only a year younger than I yet she is so mature, if I must say so myself she is much more mature than a teenage Mimi Force. Though, over the past two years Mimi has become very mature, she taken a lot of responsibilities for my nieces and nephew, who have recently turned one.
It was already five and I need to get home, get home to get ready for the evening's award ceremony. Standing at the doorway of her apartment, I stared deep into her bluey eyes.
"Frankie….how….how would you like to be my date to the award ceremony tonight?"
"What? Ollie are you serious?"
"I am, Will you Miss Duvall…accompany me tonight."
"Oh Oliver I would love too."
"Great…I'll pick you up at eight then."
Leaning in I kissed her on the cheek, before leaving so I could prep myself physically looking and to run through my speech before picking up Frankie. I could help but feel so giddy, I Oliver Hazard-Perry have a date to the award ceremony tonight, and everyone at school used to call me a nerd, I just scored a date with the most beautiful girl in the world.
At the dot of eight I arrived at her building, waiting downstairs at the lobby she emerged from the lift in the most amazing red dress. A red floor gown, she looked absolutely stunning, I could help but stare at her.
She made her way towards me, and I leaned in to kiss her on the cheek.
"You…you…"
"What is it? Have I got something on my face?"
"No…you look…absolutely beautiful."
I watched as she blushed and turned her gaze away from mine. Something in me, made me wrap my arms, round her waist, pulling her closer to me, she stood at a mere 5ft 3, I think she is even smaller than Avery, though I guess ballet dancers are normally quite small. Leaning in I kissed her. Surprisingly I found that she kissed me back. When we finally withdrawn our tongues, I rested my forehead against hers, and I stared deep into her eyes.
"Ollie…I think I'm falling for you."
"I think I am falling for you too….there is something about you…like I…."
"Don't want to be apart from? I feel the same way to Ollie."
I loved how she called me Ollie. How you could hear her Canadian accent. It was so strong, yet she looked like she was Italian. She was so beautiful. There is a connection, a strong connection between us, I can feel it.
When we arrived at the Mets, I was surprised to be surrounded by paparazzi I was hardly a popular boy at school, I was hardly what anyone called a socialite, I didn't go out and got completely wasted. I study hard and went out occasionally. Though I guess you could say I hanged around with the It crowd.
I spent most of my night with her, talking to her…staring at her; I was absolutely captivated by her eyes. By her beautiful blue eyes.
(Present Day)
(Oliver's POV)
And so since that day we have been together ever since, you could say it was love at first sight, I guess it was…I asked her to be my date to the award ceremony and well she agreed to be my girlfriend a couple of weeks later. Four years on and we are still going strong, though I get this feeling that Schuyler doesn't really like her. Though Schuyler never gives me a straight answer. All she ever says is 'So long that you are happy Ollie I am happy.' Not the kind of answer I am looking for. Frankie is just perfect for me, she cares about me a lot, she spends a lot of time over at my apartment, I have consider asking her to move in with me, to be honest I have been think of marriage, I think I want to marry her. after all we have been together for four years now, the last time I truly was in love with someone was Schuyler…though I actually remember feeling connected to Madison Keys…the girl I lost my virtue too…the girl I only ever saw twice…the first being New Year's Eve the second about a year after we first slept together…she wanted my name and address, though back then I was still living with my parents. But I am sure she'll find me if she ever wanted to get in contact…though I am with Frankie now, I don't want to be with anybody else.
Avery seems to get along with Frankie; I guess Schuyler is just been civil. Jack is the same; maybe he is just taking Sky's side. Though we may share different views on my girlfriend, we still have a strong relationship. I know Frankie sometimes gets jealous, I mean she doesn't understand that I am Sky's conduit, well not that she can ever know. I did admit to Frankie that I was in love with Schuyler. But I know she trusts me, not that I would ever cheat on her. She knows Sky loves Jack I mean they have a beautiful five year old daughter. Little Isla- Rose Force. Something that I am a little jealous about, I am not jealous at the fact that Schuyler had a baby with Jack Force, no…I don't know but I want a child of my own. I have been surrounded by so many babies, it kinda makes me re thinking my life, makes me want to get married, settle down and have kids. I know I want to marry Frankie, but I know she is not ready yet; she is only twenty-two. She has her whole career ahead of her. It is only now that she is getting noticed, noticed for her amazing talent in ballet. It is not our time yet, not yet…we are young. Only twenty-two and twenty-three.
It's about six pm now. It is Thursday night, and normally I go with Avery to the weekly music night down at the Palace Hotel. Though it is not till another couple of hours, so perhaps I can spend some quality time with my girlfriend. Suddenly my phone began to ring, I hoped it was Frankie…nope it's Schuyler.
"Hey Sky, What's up?"
"Hey Ollie, are you coming tonight? You haven't been for two weeks now."
"Urm…yeah I think so ….unless something comes up."
"What could possibly come up? Come on Ollie."
"Sky…you know I hardly see Frankie. You know she only just come back from her tour."
"Well she shouldn't be a dancer should she?"
"Sky!"
"What?"
Sky doesn't like talking about Frankie, not often anyway. Though she is all I can ever talk about.
"Sky, Ok I know you don't like her."
"Hang on Ollie I never said that. There is just something off about her ok."
"What is there? Why can't you be happy for me Sky."
"I am Ollie! It is just I tend to get along with most people…she hasn't exactly been very friendly to me either."
"Oh please Sky, what a lame excuse."
"Oh really? She is very friendly with Avery and Mimi. It is like she has a vendetta against me."
"You could at least try Sky, I love her."
"I do Ollie. Maybe you should say that to her. Anyway Isla needs me, I'll see you tonight Ollie….you better be there."
And with that she hung up on. I don't know what is with Sky lately. Her relationship with Jack is fine, she has a beautiful daughter who I must say looks a lot like her, save it for her hair colour and I guess her personality. God does she act a lot like Jack Force, though in some ways she also acts like her mother, especially when it comes to Frankie. Isla doesn't like her one bit either. But what can I say about the Force's females, like mother like daughter.
Just then the doorbell went, making my way towards the door, opening it there, stood a 5ft 3 brunette beauty. Her gorgeous bluey grey eyes staring deep into my very own dull brown eyes.
"Hey Beautiful."
I pulled her into my arms and kissed her lightly, before taking her hand and led her into my apartment. God I've missed her. She's been on a tour over in Paris for the past month. She is just the understudy, but I suppose good enough position, she'll make it big one day. She is ten times better than Natalie Portman. She should have got that part in the movie, she was just as good. Thought perhaps just a little too young, back then she was what only sixteen.
"Ollie, I was thinking Mexican tonight. Fajitas!"
"Ooh sounds very tempting, though it better be quick; I need to be down at the Palace by eight."
"Oh…yeah I totally forgot, it's music night."
"Frankie why don't you come along? I hear it is country night."
"Ollie…"
"Oh come on it will be fun."
"I thought it was a family thing, I am hardly family."
"Hardly? You are family, the twins seem to like you, and you get along with Avery."
"Yes but the Force's hate me. Also Mimi seems to dislike my dress sense."
"That because she only ever sees you in your training gear. Come on stop making up excuses, is it because of Sky?"
"Ollie, I know she is your best friend, but I just get this inkling, like she absolutely hates me, she only puts up with me because you are her best friend. Have I done something wrong?"
"Of course not Frankie, I'll talk to Sky. It's not you….just I guess Sky juggles a lot being a wife and mother."
"See that's the price you pay for marrying so young! Sky really should have concentrated on her career first."
Laughing at her remark, I know it will be hard convincing her to settle down.
"Not everyone is a career woman like you Frankie."
"Well not every woman has a time clock, you know after a certain age I won't be able to dance, well not as well plus ballet is a bitch of an industry, you have to be young and youthful."
"Babe, you are young, youthful, beautiful and ten times better than anyone else. You'll get the star role next time trust me."
"Olls, not everyone is as talented or as lucky as you. Anyway, I was thinking maybe we could skip dinner and have a little…fun before you go…I mean we still have an hour and a half, plenty of time."
I watched as her send me a wicked smile, a smile that can look scary at times. Well what can I say she wears the trousers in this relationship. She grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer to her. For a petite person she was actually quite strong. Though I guess she always keeps fit, well I guess she has too. I let her force her lips against mine. We were making out quite intensely. Her hands where unbuttoning my shirt when there were a loud knock, several loud knocks.
"Babe ignore it, probably some kids mucking about."
It was like I was under her spell or something, nodding at her I leaned in to kiss her again. I was helping her remove her top when the knocking came again and then there was voices.
"Mr Hazard-Perry? It is the police."
The police? What the hell? What is going on? Pulling myself away from Frankie, I buttoned up my shirt and made my way to the front door while Frankie threw her top back on and adjusted her skirt and followed me. Opening it I came face to face with three police officers. Two standing in the front one at the back, the one at the back was female.
"Mr Oliver Hazard-Perry?"
"Yes that's me….what's going on? Is there something wrong?"
"There is someone we would like you to meet."
Who? The two male officers stepped apart revealing the slightly shorter female officer who was holding the hand of a little girl. She looked about five; she had the most amazing pair of hazel eyes, with a luscious crop of brown hair. Chocolate brown hair. That was tied into two neat pigtails. She just stared at me, as if she knew me but I have no idea who she is. Her big hazel eyes staring at my own.
"Mr Hazard-Perry this is Jasmine Olivia Hazard-Perry your daughter."
My what? A what? I am a father? This is absurd. I never slept with anyone, other than Frankie….ok there was one night…no this is not possible I cannot be a father…can I?
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