A/N: So I'm back with high school Olitz. I need help. I can't quit them. I've also been dabbling in college Olitz. They're precious too but I think high school Olitz has my heart for the foreseeable future. Who am I kidding? Olitz has my heart period. I couldn't quit them if I wanted to. Well anyway, this is a part two of "The Preacher's Daughter," the previous chapter in this collection.

Olivia looked at Fitz unsurely. She had already lied to her father and gotten Quinn involved in an elaborate scheme that allowed her to be at Fitz's house while his aunt was out on a date. She had touched him and let him touch her, crossing a few lines she wasn't sure she was comfortable with. Now he wanted to take things a step further. He wanted to see her naked. She'd never been naked in front of a boy before. She'd definitely never been naked with a boy in his bed, and certainly not while he was naked too. He stared at her from his bed where he sat, naked as a newborn, watching her as she vacillated in front of him.

"I've never…" She looked at him with unsure eyes.

"Been naked in front of a guy?" he finished. She nodded, her fingers tugging on the hem of the hoodie she'd borrowed from him during a baseball game and never given back. He gave a soft smile. "That's okay, Livvie. It's just you and me." Her face didn't relax. "Come here." She looked at him like he might bite her. "I'm not gonna bite you. Just come here."

Olivia walked over to the bed and sat down, stopping her eyes from roaming to his lap. She had touched him there but hadn't really looked when she did. She'd have been lying if she said she wasn't curious. She knew what was there but she'd never actually seen one in person. He shifted so he could look at her. She looked away from his muscular chest and the thin, soft chestnut hair that smelled heavenly on it. She'd never known a man could be so beautifully made. He reached out and caressed her chin. "Livvie, I'm not trying to have sex with you."

"You're not?" Now she was confused.

He smiled. "I'd like to, but not if you're not ready. I just want to be naked with you. It's natural."

She still seemed unsure but his words made her feel better. "I guess you're right." She slipped the hoodie over her head, revealing her plain pink bra. "Have you done this with girls before?"

"I've had sex before, but I haven't just been naked with a girl. You're the only girl I've wanted to do this with." He just wanted to be naked with her. He couldn't explain it, but he did. He watched as she stood and slipped off black leggings, turning her back to him as she did. Her panties were plain mint green cotton. He had never expected to be turned on by such mundane undergarments. But then, anything even remotely sexual that Olivia did turned him on. She'd reduced him to his most primal urges. She stood upright and unhooked her bra and pulled it off, placing it in the pile with her clothes. She looked over her shoulder at him before slipping off her underwear. Fitz felt his mouth go dry as she turned around to face him, her arms crossed over her bare breasts. "Don't hide from me, Livvie."

She sheepishly put her arms down as she walked over to the bed. Fitz stood and pulled the covers back on his bed, stepping aside so she could climb in. She looked at him, wondering what was next. He smiled. "Stop looking at me like I'm gonna cook you and eat you." She gave a small smile as he climbed into bed next to her, pulling the covers over them. He lay back, his arms behind his head, and looked at her. She remained upright, the covers pulled up to her breasts. Fitz sat up and scooted closer, leaning over to plant a soft kiss on her bare shoulder. Her skin reacted with goose bumps everywhere. His hand pressed flat against her stomach. "You are so beautiful."

She looked at him and leaned over to give him a sheepish kiss. She didn't resist when he lay her back against the pillow, giving her soft kisses that blurred the edges of reality. His hand gripped the lush globe of her breast, his nimble fingers tweaking the sensitized tip. He rolled on top of her, resting comfortably between her thighs. His lips were hot on her neck. She whispered, "I love you."

"I love you too, Livvie." She knew he meant it. She tugged on his curls, jamming her tongue in his mouth when he kissed her. She felt him stiffen against her thigh. He rolled off her immediately. His ears and nose were bright red.

She looked at him curiously. "What's wrong?"

"I just… I don't wanna be that guy and I'm really close to being him," he replied.

She sat up, this time not covering herself. "What guy?"

"The one who pushes you too far."

She blinked at him. "Who's pushing?"

He ran his hand through his hair, willing himself to go soft, if only so his brain could have dibs on the blood supply for a moment. "I just mean… We're in my bed and we're naked and you look so good and you feel so good and I don't wanna…"

"You don't want to have sex with me?" Her eyebrows knit together in confusion.

He sat up too. "Of course I do. But not until you're ready. You were nervous about being naked with me. You're definitely not ready yet, Livvie. And I stopped because I don't want you thinking you don't have a choice."

"Oh. Well that's okay." She smiled at him. "We can just cuddle. We don't have to kiss or touch like that. You can just hold me."

Fitz smiled and pulled her close so her head was onto his chest. "I do love you, Livvie."

"I love you too, Fitz." She breathed in his wonderful scent. She did love him.

XXXXX

Fitz was surprised when the school's back door opened and Olivia appeared. Her eyes widened at the sight of him. He gave her a hard look, his cigarette hanging from his right hand.

"Can I have one?" she asked. She'd only had a few puffs off one of his cigarettes a few weeks prior, but she guessed it wasn't a terribly difficult thing to do since so many people smoked. He gave her an even harder look but pulled his pack from his back pocket and held it out to her. Olivia took one from the pack and placed it between her lips, leaning over and allowing Fitz to light it. She looked up at him as she took a pull, almost expecting him to stop her since he'd been so adamant about her not picking up the habit, even going so far as to try to quit himself so she didn't think it was so cool. But since she'd started avoided him two weeks prior, after their intimate night at his aunt's house, he'd fallen back into old habits.

She leaned against the wall, stuffing one hand in the kangaroo pocket of his black basketball hoodie and puffed on the cigarette the same way she'd seen him do so many times. Fitz couldn't believe she had the audacity to wear his hoodie when she had been avoiding him like the plague since that night. She just couldn't be around him, not after she'd gone so far. She felt like she was losing control of herself and that she was too hooked up in him. So she took a step back.

"You've been avoiding me," he finally said.

"It wasn't intentional." It was completely intentional.

"That's a really shitty thing to do to someone you claim to love."

"I'm sorry." She frowned. "It doesn't seem like you've missed me though, which is really shitty when you said you love me too. I've seen you with her."

As soon as Olivia and Fitz even seemed distant, Abby Whelan, a girl who had been Olivia's best friend before Quinn, swooped in on him like a hawk on a prairie dog pup. She and Olivia had been inseparable freshman year, when Olivia was still new and shy and had braces and no breasts. But the summer before sophomore year, when Olivia's braces came off and her figure filled in, Abby didn't take too kindly to her sidekick becoming a main attraction. Now seniors, they never even spoke. It was like freshman year had never happened.

"I don't tell her to come around." Fitz didn't care about Abby in the least. But she was there and she was straight up with him. So he let her do her thing.

"You don't push her away either." She exhaled a plume of smoke, using it as a screen she could look at him.

He turned to her and frowned, his eyes full of hurt and anger. "You don't have the right to say anything about me and Abby when you ditched me."

"You must not actually love me if I can be replaced so easily." His eyes nearly bulged out of his head at her words.

"How can you even say that?" His voice was louder than he'd intended and she flinched like he'd slapped her. "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't mean it."

She chewed the inside of her lip then put out her cigarette on the sole of her white Converse, shoes she'd only started wearing because he wore them. She put the butt in a trash can and looked at him before walking over and taking his to put out too. She threw it in the garbage can too then stepped into his personal space, looking up at him with wide, sad eyes.

"I've missed you," she admitted quietly. He pushed off the wall.

"I've missed you too." He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his chest. He kissed the crown of her head. "God, I've missed you so much. I don't wanna do this ever again."

"Me either," she murmured, breathing in his scent. She hadn't washed the hoodie yet because she didn't want to take the chance that she'd get rid of his scent on it.

He lifted her face so he was looking at her. "Livvie, I've never had a girlfriend before so I don't know how this stuff works but I want you to talk to me when something's wrong. Promise me you'll talk to me."

"I promise." She smiled at him. "I'm your girlfriend now?"

"You've always been my girlfriend, ever since the first time I saw you." She smiled as he leaned down to kiss her. She'd missed his tongue, and the taste of candy and cigarettes on his tongue. She ran her hands through his hair. She'd missed every single curl. Fitz squeezed her tight. He'd missed her little body fitting against him like she was made to fit against him. He pulled her up onto her toes and hugged her as tight as he could. They didn't stop kissing until they needed to breathe. He smiled at her. "Let's get out of here."

"You wanna skip? And go where?" Olivia had never skipped class before in her life. She'd also never had a boyfriend and come dangerously close to losing him. It seemed Fitz brought a world of firsts to her life.

"We can go to my house," he replied. He wanted to be alone with her. There was a lot of time to be made up for.

"What are we gonna do at your house?" she asked, her fingers scratching the scruff on his chin.

He smiled. "I just wanna be alone with you, Livvie. I can barely remember the last time I was alone with you." He shook his head. "That's not true. I'll never forget being naked with you."

"Is that what you wanna do at your house?" she asked. He looked like he didn't want to answer. "It's okay if you do. I feel better about it now."

"Are you sure? We don't have to if you don't want to, Livvie."

"I'm sure." She smiled at him.

"Go get your backpack and meet me in the parking lot." He gave her one last sweet kiss before smacking her bottom and scooting her in the direction of the school's back door. Olivia smiled as she slipped inside and quickly headed to her locker to get her things. She had never moved so fast in her life. In minutes she was walking to the parking lot, smiling at the sight of Fitz grinning at her from the driver's seat of his Dodge Challenger. She got in the passenger seat, tossing her backpack and purse onto the backseat.

Twenty minutes later, they were pulling into his driveway. Olivia grabbed her things and followed Fitz into the house. She went to his bedroom, promising not to bother his precious record collection while he went to the bathroom. Once she heard his bathroom door close, she stripped off her clothes, piling them in his chair with her backpack and purse, and crawled into his unmade bed, pulling the sheets up on her body.

"So do you wanna watch a movie some—" Every word he'd ever learned fell out of his head at the sight of her wrapped in his sheets, smiling at him.

"We can watch a movie," she replied, scooting to one side of the bed to make room for him. Fitz pulled off his gray Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt, tossing it atop her clothes.

"You can have that if you want. My aunt shrunk it," he said as he pulled off his jeans.

"So generous," she teased. She had collected a few of his shirts and even a pair of his boxers to sleep in.

He smirked at her as he stripped off his boxers, leaving him gloriously naked in front of her. Olivia looked him over. "You're staring."

"Sorry," she apologized with a sweet smile though she didn't stop looking.

He smirked as he sat on the bed. "Wanna touch it?"

"No," she replied though she reached into his lap and wrapped her fingers around him. His ears were immediately red. She laughed as she gave him a gentle squeeze then let go. "We can't do that. You've got that look."

Fitz nodded as he took a deep breath. They definitely couldn't do that, not if she wasn't prepared to go as far as he wanted. "We definitely can't do that. What movie do you wanna watch?"

She grinned sweetly at him. "Can we watch The Spongebob Squarepants Movie? Pretty please? This is the last time I promise."

He smirked at her. "Somehow I don't believe you, but okay."

He turned the movie on for them then lay down next to her. She didn't even react to him pressing against her backside. He kissed her cheek. "I missed you so much baby."

"I missed you too, Fitz," she replied, turning to kiss him.

"I love you. I don't feel like we've said that enough."

She smiled at him. "How many more times should we say it then?"

"At least a couple hundred times a day for the rest of our lives." He gave a cute smile.

Olivia laughed. "I guess we could do that, especially if you're gonna look like that when you say it."

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