AN: How about another update?! IT'S SCANDAL (WINTER FINALE) THURSDAY! I am going to try to update more since we are about to go on winter hiatus…I started this update during Grey's….probably will end it during HTGAWM! HAHA!
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TBS CH 15
"The Grant offspring are a rambunctious clan, aren't they?" Liv asked as Fitz and she made their way upstairs. Katherine told Fitz which room they would be staying in and the two decided to get away from the noise for a minute.
"They are. You should have seen us when we were little. I guess they get it honest." Fitz smirked. The sounds of the kiddos 2 floors down was anything but quiet, but it blended in with all the other noise in the house. To her, Liv felt like Fitz was a bit distant. Liv could tell something was off with him, but she decided not to push him….at least not TOO much.
As they ascended the stairs, Liv was in awe. The home was beautiful and had more bedrooms than she cared to count, each one with its own bathroom. The entire home was an off white color, egg shell even. Everything was so shiny and well put together that she wondered how the Grants didn't get nervous when someone breathed hard.
She inwardly wondered if she and Fitz would be sharing a room until Katherine nipped that in the bud also, winking at Fitz and telling her that they indeed WERE sharing a room. Harper would have her choice of her own room or one with her cousins, depending on how the meeting went downstairs.
Liv decided as they came to a stop in front of what would be their room to test the waters a bit.
"Ya know, I know we aren't at a place where we can…I mean, it seems like maybe…" Liv stuttered.
Fitz faced her with a blank stare. He could tell she had something on her mind, but she was just so damn cute when she was at a loss for words…which was rare.
Liv sighed.
"You know if there's something bothering you, you can just tell me…right?" she asked.
SILENCE.
"I mean, I'm already nervous and I really just wanted to know if anyone has said anything or-"
Fitz cut her off by attaching his lips to hers, fusing her body between his and the door to their bedroom.
"Olivia Carolyn," Fitz stated firmly but calmly he maneuvered the door opened and pushed her in by the collar of her shirt.
"My family loves you, ok? There's nothing to be worried about in that department."
Liv felt a BUT coming on, but decided to wait it out a few minutes. She was sure it was going to come. As she nodded he head and got a look around, she realized where they were.
"Fitz, is this your-"
"Yep."
His room was everything she imagined it would have been for him growing up. The walls were a shade between navy and baby blue and there was a pin board in the corner with photos, ribbons, and newspaper clippings. She continued her 360 degree view until her eyes landed on his trophy case above his dresser/mirror combo. From where she was, Liv could make out trophies for MVP in almost every sport but the one that got her attention was a music trophy in the middle and front. She decided to tuck that little bit of info away for later and ask him about it.
"But…I do want to warn you and I should have warned Harper." Fitz said as he turned her to face him. He stared into her caramel orbs and could see doubt making its way back into them.
"About?" Liv asked in a breathy tone.
"My family, the ones who aren't here yet, tend to not filter much. If you hear something that offends you in any way, say something."
Liv couldn't help but giggle at him. His face remained stoic. She was moved by his concern and that alone made her want to kiss him again.
THAT'S when it hit her.
"Fitz, do you realize we kissed today?" She deadpanned.
"I do. I also realize the grass is green underneath the snow and the sky is a nice shade of blue and-"
"I'm serious!" Liv tried to keep a straight face, but it was proving to be hard.
"I am too, Livvie. I told you I wasn't going anywhere. I don't know if you needed a memo for me to show my affection towards you, but we did agree to try. Do I need to get permission before I kiss you again?" As Fitz was asking this, he was slowly making his way toward her.
"Hunh?"
Fitz smirked. "You heard me. Do I need to get your permission before I show you how much I adore you?"
Liv backed up until the back of her knees hit his California King Size bed.
"Do I need permission first?" His lips were centimeters from hers and she could smell the scotch on his breath. This was DEFINITELY the closest she had gotten to him this many times in YEARS and it was having the effect Fitz wanted it to.
"Well, I didn't say that." She whispered.
Fitz backed away ever so slightly and grabbed her hands, placing one on his bicep and one around his neck as he wrapped her up in his arms.
"You know what I love about this place? It tends to bring the magic out in people. I didn't used to believe it when I was a kid, but as I grew older, I realized it was true. I guess you can put it off on that or anything else you want, but hear me when I say I am NEVER GOING TO LOSE YOU AGAIN. I fucked up once, Livvie, but I won't again." Fitz spoke the last sentence in a breathy growl and Liv was mentally deciding if she needed to change her panties before they left this room again. As he leaned in closer to her, their noses touching, a familiar voice brought them out of their cocoon.
"Mom, Da- Oh, GOD! WAIT!" Harper froze dead in her tracks and covered her eyes. Fitz bit back a laugh as Liv tried to push away from him, but it did no good.
"Harper, when a door is closed, it's good manners to knock." Fitz stated calmly. Liv just kept her face hidden In his chest and covered by her hair cascading around it.
"Duly noted….in OTHER NEWS, Nana says it's almost dinner time and that you need to go help the other guests in with their bags." Harper delivered this news with her hands still over her eyes. Before either adult could respond, she was out the door, making sure to engage the lock on the knob.
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Back on the bottom floor, Harper returned to find her age appropriate friends still at it. She had recently played air hockey with her cousin Jazz, and now she was moving over to Moriah, who was actually her age.
"I want to fangirl SO bad, but I know it's not really polite, is it?" She asked. Moriah Grant was thirteen as well with braces and a small bit of acne. She was very skinny and had hair that was so puffy and thick, you would assume she was of mixed race. She wore glasses and sat on the ottoman sipping fruit punch. Harper couldn't help but think this girl was screaming for a makeover.
"I guess not…but do what you have to do." Harper answered.
"See, Mo...if you looked more like Harper, maybe you could get more than 2 likes on your Instagram page." Jason smirked at her.
"Pay him no mind. There's nothing wrong with-" Jackson Grant, another cousin, was about to save Moriah, but Jason had other plans.
"Dude, she's your cousin. If a girl decided to approach you looking like this, would you-"
Jackson shook his head and went to walk off. Harper decided now was a good time to see how "cool" her cousins really were.
"Actually, Moriah, I was wondering if you wanted to bunk with me? As of now, I am all alone in my room and I just walked in on my parents sucking face so I need someone to talk to."
Moriah looked like a deer in the headlights. Jason and Jackson both stood off to the side with their mouths slightly agape. Harper rotated her wrist, as if to tell Moriah 'an answer would be good'.
"Of course! Oh my, gosh, YES! Anna, Kate, and Marley are gonna be so mad!"
"How about you help me get my bags out of the car. You can tell me more about Anna, Kate, and Marley then." Harper smiled at her.
"No need. We can tell you anything you wanna know right now." Anna stated flatly. Kate and Marley flanked her sides as they stood blocking the door. Harper took a deep breath. She was used to people freaking out around her and had even read mean tweets before, but this seemed different. The girls were mean mugging her and Moriah and from the silence Jackson, Jason, and everyone else in the room was giving off right now, she could tell these girls weren't exactly everyone's favorite. The little known fact in the room was that Harper had the mouth and mind of her mother.
Such a shame…They don't know who they are messing with…Harper thought to herself as a smirk grin emerged on her face.
This could turn ugly.
AN: Ok, so I feel like this chapter is kinda all over the place, but I need some positive OLITZ vibes in my life right now. WTF is up with the winter finale!? Was I the ONLY person who wanted to throw my remote right through the TV? (YEEEAAAHHH, the first AN was before the episode…this one is NOW…)
My only SOLACE is that I know they have to have something interesting happen in Feb…however, I PRAY we don't have to wait 2 seasons for Olitz action again. They were doing so good! I'm all for prochoice and all, but I think Liv should have ran that by Fitz first….it's not like she impregnated herself! Also, who runs around with so much energy after an abortion? I haven't had one, but I know ppl who did and they were groggy and beat afterward. And WHAT THE HUCK!? I almost peed my pants with the "which white guy do you want in your daughter" line….like really?
OK…rant over. Hopefully they are shooting more Olitz stuff for feb…the cast tweeted they were already shooting for Feb tonight. I will FOREVER SHIP OLITZ! I just cannot with them right now, so I'm going to just keep my feelings to myself on it. (they are so hurt!)
ANYWHO, review! Comment! (POLITELY, PLEASE!) Let me know what you think about this chapter…I know it was kinda out there, but it was what came to mind. I don't outline my stories…I kinda already know what I want to happen but I have to write different things to get them there so….YEAH… Any predictions on the mean girls that just stepped into the room?
Happy reading!
XOXO
