Chapter 33: Wait!
By the time she left the dance floor, Liv was flushed, sweaty and parched. She needed a beer or some other form of liquid. She had not been out dancing for ages, the last time had been when Natalie had made her go to one in Seattle. Things hadn't changed much, they were still crowded and the men got handsy, if you didn't surround yourself with your friends. Liv fanned herself with her hand as she walked towards the table; she was glad she had listen to Chase when he told her to wear her hair up with her dress. The little black dress that brought back so many memories when she pulled it out of her closet. She knew that she needed to wear it again so the memories with the dress were not just associated with Happy. Happy. Why couldn't she get him push him out of her head? There wasn't a day that didn't go by when she didn't think about him. Maybe Chase was right, she needed to have a meaningless night of sex with someone.
"Hey Liv…I want you to meet Glen, he's in a few of my classes." Chase introduced Liv to a guy who was close to her height with warm hazel eyes, brown hair and an athletic build "Glen, this is my favorite roommate, Liv…shhh don't tell the other two." Chase winked at Liv.
Liv smiled kindly at Glen. "Hi, it's nice to meet you." So that was who Chase wanted Liv to romp around with. He was attractive enough but she wanted to know there was at least some spark of chemistry between them before she made any decisions. Wait she had seen him around before…he may have been over one night studying with Chase. Liv recognized his face but couldn't rightly place it since she was so caught up in her own studies. She had taken a double load of classes to keep her mind off of everything that had happened. She barely had time to keep up with the Red Woody emails.
"Nice to meet you as well. How do you put up with this one?" Glen grinned at Liv as he shoved Chase lightly. It was nice to see someone treat Chase like one of the guys, Liv thought to herself.
"Oh believe me, it is hard. He is a huge diva." Liv wrinkled her nose as she joked.
Chase gave them both a look of distain. "Oh please both of you, continue on my expense." He threw his hands up in the air dramatically.
Liv laughed at her dramatic roommate who she adored, "Now, now Chase, you know I am only joking." She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly to her. "I love you, Chaser."
He glanced down at her, "I love you too Oliver. I should go find Reese before some guy gets his grubby mitts on my man." He kissed the top of Liv's head as she let go of him and he wandered back on to the dance floor leaving Liv and Glen alone.
"So, you two are pretty tight?" He asked, he knew the answer to that question but wanted to make conversation with Liv. From the amount Chase talked about Liv, Glen would have believe that they were dating but he knew better than that.
Liv nodded, "Yeah like siblings." She smiled thinking about how much Chase meant to her and how she wouldn't have survived her first year at school and in Portland without him.
"Can I buy you a drink?" Glen's eyed Liv's curves as she stood next to him. The dress she was wearing suited her and showed off her body just enough to leave the rest to Glen's imagination. He had been asking Chase for months to introduce him to Olivia and now he finally got his chance to talk with her. He was a buddle of nerves.
Liv laughed merrily, "I thought you would never ask, I am thirsty." Glen took her hand into his and guided her towards the bar. His hand was clammy and was shaking slightly. Liv held back a smirk as she followed Glen through the crowd.
"What would you like?" Glen asked Liv his voice full of gusto. He couldn't believe he was this close to Liv. He thought she was an exotic beauty. Even if she wasn't exactly exotic.
"I'll have a beer. A brown ale, please." Liv turned her back and leaned her back against the bar. She gazed out at the dance floor at the people dancing to pulsating music. She saw something that caught her eye, a guy with a SOA cut on. He was out on the dance floor grinding against a slutty looking blonde girl. No surprise there. Liv was stiffened as she slowly turned back around. What were members of the Sons doing there?
Glen turned to Liv and saw her change in temperament and she had paled some if that was even possible. "You okay?" He asked as he handed her, her pint of beer.
Liv nodded. "Yeah, sorry I'm fine. I just think I need some fresh air. Will you give me a minute?" She mindlessly handed her beer to Glen and walked towards the door without even hearing his answer. On her way out she noticed a few more Sons members. Liv's breathing picked up slightly. What was going on? There wasn't even a club in Portland. If something bad had happened her dad would have called her…right?! She should just calm down.
The fresh cool air felt good out Liv's sweaty skin. She took a deep breath and leaned up against the closest wall. She didn't know what made her panic when she saw the leather cuts that both her dad and Jax wore when they were in Portland visiting her and it never bothered her like that. It felt weird to have members of the Sons around when she didn't know why. She contemplated calling her dad, but it was far too late for that without causing him to panic. Olivia glanced down the side walk which was lined with people waiting to get into the club. It was also lined with motorcycles. Liv bit her lip, the club was just probably passing through on their way to Tacoma. She took one more deep cleansing breath before she turned to walk back into the club, she was being rude to Glen, Liv's mind was on everything but paying attention to where she was walking. She walked right into person who was walking out of the club.
"Shit, I'm sorry." Liv said meekly as she gently pushed herself away from the body. A familiar feeling washed over her, it was like relief and anxiety all at once. She glanced up at the man who she ran into and her stomach reeled when she gazed up at the tall bald man wearing a SAMCRO cut, "Happy?"
Happy looked down at Liv; he had often wondered what he would do if he ever saw her again now that she was in front of him he didn't know. She looked up at him with such shock, her blue eyes wide and lips parted slightly. He just wanted to hold her, but he didn't, he took a step back from her. It was spot of luck that he happened to run into her; Happy had been watching Liv on the dance floor, enjoying the way she moved, remembering how she was in bed, but then she wandered off the floor. Happy wondered if he should go talk to her or if he should just leave it. He was about to go over and talk to her when he saw the brunette bring another guy over to the table to talk to Liv. By then he was aware the brunette was not a threat, he had seen him on the dance floor with another guy they looked cozy. This new guy was certainly a threat, Happy watched how he stared hungrily at Liv. He lost sight of Liv when the guy pulled her away into the crowd. Happy needed a break and a cigarette so he went outside to clear his mind.
"What are you doing here?" Liv asked quietly as she looked through her lashes at Happy. Her body was very aware of how close together they were. Every fiber of her being was on high alert. She bit her lower lip nervously. He still made her feel alive, that was something nobody else had ever been able to do.
Happy wondered if he should put the poor girl out of her misery or would it be fun to play? He decided that he wasn't really in a position to play and Liv still looked too shocked, "Montez and I are on a run with Rogue River and Joliette. Were on our way to Tacoma but had to stop off here because one of the member's old lady owns this club…something about check in on his assets." Happy was sure one of the reasons why they were staying in Portland was so Mikey could dip into his old lady's pants. Happy couldn't blame him Cleo was a piece of work.
"Montez is here too?" Liv smiled, she had always liked him; he knew how to keep the peace in not so peaceful situations. She had always been grateful for his silence in the van when SAMCRO first found her.
"Yeah, that is what I said Olivia." Her name lingered on his lips. "So who was the guy you were with this evening?" Happy asked boldly. He couldn't understand why she was with other guys when Juice had stolen her heart from him.
"Which guy?" As if there had been many….just Chase and Glen.
Happy let out a snorting laugh as he lit his cigarette. "Were there a lot tonight?" He wouldn't have doubted it, Liv looked breath-taking like the first time she wore the dress. She was still wearing the necklace he gave her. "You're still wearing the necklace I gave you." He noted. He thought she would have taken it off and thrown it in a jewelry box or some long forgotten corner of a drawer.
Liv's hand went up to the pendant protectively. "Of course. It means a lot to me, Happy." Liv hadn't removed it since Happy put it on her. Chase tried to get her to take it off so she could wear a necklace that actually looked better with her dress but she refused…it was her little piece of Happy. "As for the guys...it was just Chase, my roommate and one of his friends, Glen." Liv gazed at Happy as he smoked his cigarette. She had missed him so much it hurt and being so close to him made her heart beat in double time.
"Oliver?" Chase's voice called as he walked towards her and Happy.
Happy turned to see one of the guys that Liv had been with approaching them. He didn't want him to take Liv away now that he had her so close to him. "Oliver?" Happy rolled his eyes as he muttered under his breath.
"Be nice, he's my roommate." Liv gave Happy a sideways look. "Hey Chase." Liv smiled at Chase as he walked up to them.
"Glen said you weren't feeling well. I just wanted to be sure." Chase eyed Happy quickly before raising his eyebrows at Liv. "You look fine. Is everything okay?" He noticed that the man that Liv was standing with wore the same leather vest as her dad and Jax the gorgeous blonde. His appearance was daunting; Chase assumed Liv wouldn't have just approached this man, so she must have known him.
"Oh…yeah. I needed some fresh air. I was too hot." Liv gave Chase a reassuring smile. "I happened to literally run in to my old friend, Happy." Liv smiled up at Happy and then back at Chase. Chase raised his eyebrows at her again, he smiled back at her. What was with all his eyebrow raising…if he did it one more time she was going to shave them off in his sleep.
Was that what he was to her, just an old friend? He was far more that to her at one point or at least he thought he was. He was going to say something but then it occurred to him that maybe she didn't want her friend to know about them because he would tell Juice. Hell, for all Happy knew, he was going to go back into the club and text him. He didn't want to cause problems for Liv, even if the thought of Juice finding out gave him some form of satisfaction. Happy took a long drag of his cigarette before tossing it to the ground and snuffing it out with his boot.
"It was good to see you, Liv." He said as he started in leaving Liv and her roommate. It was good for him to see she was at a good place in her life. It was nice to see her smile again.
"Wait Happy!" Liv called after him; she couldn't just let him walk away from her, not again. He turned to face her and before she could consciously stop herself she wrapped her arms around him. "I've missed you." She whispered into his chest.
Happy's body responded to the proximity of Liv's body. He held her in his arms, this was where she was meant to be. He regretted that he had hurt her so badly, that it pushed her away. Her face when he told her, he didn't want her anymore was seared into his mind. "I've missed you too, more than you know." He kissed the top of her head.
Liv pulled back and gazed up at him. There was so much she wanted to tell him but she couldn't bring herself to. She had missed how she felt in his arms; her whole being just relaxed. "How about you let me buy you a beer, killer; as a thanks for taking care of Jake." Liv suggested. She wanted to spend more time with him.
"I think I can let you do that." Happy smirked at her. He was glad that she wanted to spend more time with him, he wasn't ready to say goodbye again.
Chase watched at Happy placed his hand on the small of Liv's back and guide her back into the club. So that was Happy, the name Liv called out for in her dreams, asking him not to go or not to leave her. There was one time she was sobbing so loudly for him, she was promising him she would never see Juice again. That was the night the whole house found out about how realistic and bad Liv's nightmares could get.
It looked to him like Liv's dry spell was going to end that evening. He saw the way Happy looked at her, there was something there that was more than friendship. Maybe he was just what Liv needed. Chase smiled as he walked back into the club to go and smooth things over with Glen. He would be disappointed but Chase wanted Liv to have her little slice of paradise and that seemed to be with the scary looking biker with the snake tattoo on his head.