Wow, okay, thank you for the reviews. They really make me smile. This is my second story on Fanfiction, so please, bare with me. And sorry if it confused you about her going to school because of her parents, I just really need the story to have drama, again I apologize. So in this chapter, I have Olivia and Wen romance, sort of.
Don't own Lemonade Mouth… But how cool would it be? Very… Okay, enough blabber:
Wen sighed and he hesitantly brought his hand into a fist. He knocked on the door and took a step back, looking at her front porch. It was about seven at night, and the cold air was finally getting to him. The door opened, and a puffy eyed Olivia stood in the doorway. She was somewhat token back at the looks of it.
"Hey Olive," he smiled using her pet name, trying to lighten the awkwardness. He shifted his feet, weighing his weight on them. "I ugh, can we talk?"
Olivia nodded and took a step outside, shutting the door softy. She awkwardly sat on the porch swing, Wen followed and copied. Olivia looked at her hands that rested in her lap. "I'm sorry I snapped at you the other day." He looks at her and smiles.
"Don't be, it's alright. You're just under a lot of stress, I understand. But, you didn't have to quit." He says. She looks up and looks at him. "I mean a week or so off but, we know you. You'd get over it and go back to writing music."
"Get over it?" She asked, her voice shaking, "I'll never get over it, Wen. I don't have a mom or a dad. I can't just forget about them. Quitting was probably the best thing I did. I don't regret it," she said softly, looking back at her hands in her lap.
Wen just stared at her, flabbergasted, "Olivia… I know it seems really bad now. Not having a family, but you are pushing your friends away."
"I can't Wen." She says softly shaking her head and squeezing her eyes shut, fighting the tears.
"What would you parents want? For you to sit around, mopping? Or to be comforted by your friends?" He askedas nicely as he possibly could.
"They'd want me to be happy," she confesses sniffing.
"Are you?" He asked softly.
She shakes her head, "No… I lost my family. I'm just full of sunshine right now," she says sarcastically.
"Let's grab lemonade." He suggests after a moment of silence. "I know you need some." She looks up through glassy eyes.
She nods and stands. "Let me tell my Gram first." He nods and she walks inside her house. Wen awkwardly stands there, waiting patiently for her to return. Once she did, they started their journey, "Where are we going? The only Mel's lemonade machine's at school?" She asked.
Wen smirked, "It's a surprise."
She sighed, "I hate surprises Wen." She says looking at him.
"So do you hate me for giving you the surprise?" He smirks, teasing her a bit.
"No, of course not, how could I ever hate you?" She says shyly, looking at the concrete. He smiles and sticks his hands in his pockets, trying desperately for warmth.
He doesn't say anything, just shrugs his shoulders. The rest of the walk went silent. That is, until they stopped at the library. He smiles, and stares at the building. Olivia, confused, turned to him. "You love to read, they have a Mel's Lemonade machine. It's a perfect fit."
She smiles, "I appreciate it but-"
"Then appreciate it Olive. I know you're depressed, but try and have some fun."
"By reading?" He frowns a bit, but his smile's still plastered on his lips.
"You love reading," he states. She nods and chuckles a bit.
"I do but… but… you? You don't." He shrugs.
"It's not about me." He simply says.
She smiles, "Then let's do something that'll both make us happy-?" She's cut off by Wen.
"Go out with me," he quickly says nervously. Her smile drops, making his heart pound louder.
"W-what?" She asked flabbergasted.
"I… I like you Olivia, and I know you have a lot to deal with but, I like you. Ever since detention I've been drawn to you. A-and I know its rushing things but…" he stops and stares at her. His throats dry, his heart pounding, his hands shaking.
"Wen," she breaths out, still a bit dazed, "I… don't know what to say." She says.
"How about a yes," He asked hopeful. He quickly though, was making her speechless a good, or bad thing? He's never really been in a situation like this. Asking a girl out and her being speechless, but then again, he's only asked one girl out before, and she turned him down.
"I'd love to…" he smiles wide, "but," his smile fall, "I can't. I have so much on my plate already: M-my mom and dad, my grades… now, my friends but… a boyfriend? I want to, trust me Wen, I do but… I don't think now's that best time."
"I understand…" he says depressed, looking down. His throat develops an unwanted lump, his eyes sting with tears, but they don't fall, his knees feel weak at her rejection, but he doesn't show.
"Maybe, we could just, wait. A month or so… ask me again in a month." He smiles and looks up. His heart never did slow down. He was so nervous around her. The way she smiles, or the way her eyes sparkle every time she'd write a song.
"Thanks Olive, maybe we should get going. It's get chilly out here." He says hugging his arms, trying to produce as much warmth as he possibly could.
She nods, "Sure."
The two start to walk, and an awkward silence falls. Wen looking at the ground, and Olivia's looking up.
Wen's trying desperately not to scream because the girl he just admitted his feelings to let him down, and Olivia's trying not to cry at the fact she hurt Wen's feelings. Once Olivia's house is in sight, it felt like ages until they reached her porch.
"I'm, sorry again." He shrugs. She can't help but smile at him.
She places her hands on his shoulders, and pecks his lips. His eyes widen at the touch, but before he can respond to the kiss, she pulls away and smiles, "Goodnight Wen." She walks inside her house, Wen staring at the door from where she just disappeared to. He smiled, and started his journey to his house.
So, alright, there you go peoples. I love Olivia and Wen together, so cute right? Anyway, if you want another paring such as Mo and Charlie or whatever, I'll take it in consideration. Review's make me smile and makes another chapter. Yea!
