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She looked like death warmed up as she came down the stairs in a huff and puff at 7:00 am. She wore a black cotton camisole and red and black polka dot pyjama pants, her hair was in a mess of curls which had fallen from last night, and she had a face which could kill. Fitz sat there quietly observing her, "that's a myth you know.", he said as she poured herself a large cup of coffee.
Olivia raised her eyebrow at him, unsure of what the hell he was talking about, "what's a myth?", she frowned.
"That coffee cures a hangover, it's a myth, it doesn't." Fitz said sipping his orange juice.
Olivia had just about had it with him and his smart ass remarks and comments as she folded her arms. "I'm not hungover.", she lied with a snarl. Truth be told Olivia was severely hungover— there was an ongoing ringing in her ear, she felt to vomit at any moment and her head was pounding like a hole was being drilled through her skull.
"Really?" Fitz said looking up from his newspaper once again. "I distinctly remember you wobbling in at around 4 am, stinking of booze."
"Who are you my mother?" Olivia hissed at him.
"Nope." Fitz placed the paper down gently with a smile. "I was simply telling you that coffee doesn't cure hangover's, it's a myth. Coffee actually makes you dehydrated, the exact opposite of what you want to happen. You're better off with orange juice."
Olivia glared at him over the kitchen island where he always sat before taking a large gulp of coffee out of the spite. The move proved to be problematic as the next thing Olivia knew she was darting over to the sink; puking her brains out.
"Shit!" Fitz said ushering over to her as she vomited into the kitchen sink. Instinctively, he held her hair back with one hand, while the other rubbed soft circles into her back. It was horrible, each time he thought she'd stopped, a few moment's later she'd throw up again. It smelled awful, and it sounded and looked even worse. But there he stayed, rubbing her back and holding her hair until she ceased minutes later.
Once she managed to catch her breath, Olivia wiped her mouth let out an exasperated sigh. Fitz handed her a tall glass of water, "rinse your mouth out with this.", he said. Olivia nodded and did exactly as he said before clearing out the sink with tap water. He poured her a glass of orange juice gathered a handful of crackers, "here."
She smiled weakly at his kind gestured before downing the drink. Fitz made sure the sink was washed and cleaned out before joining Olivia back at the island where she was now sitting trying to eat a cracker. She was slightly apprehensive as she did not want to vomit again.
He looked to her as Olivia cautiously nibbled at the cracker. "Well at least you're not hungover.", he said sarcastically.
Olivia let out a loud huff and pursed her lips, "yeah well shit happens.", she shrugged it off.
"You do know the legal drinking age is 21 right?"
Olivia rolled her eyes, who the hell did this guy think he was? "so you're telling me the first alcoholic beverage you've ever had was at the legal age of 21?"
"No. I had my first beer at 10 years old, but the first time I got drunk— roaringly drunk to the point where I was hysterically laughing, could barely make it up the stairs or park a car decently was at the age of 21."
Olivia felt her face burning up, he knew about the car. Damn it! She could have sworen she parked the car perfectly last night when she drove in. "I don't know what you're talking about.", she lied.
"Sure you do, you stole my car last night to go to some god forsaken party last night."
"God forsaken?!" Olivia scoffed. "That's rich coming from you! Especially as you're here for the entire summer to run around like a dog with two dicks like my brother!"
His eyes nearly bulged out of his head, "a dog with two dicks? Really? Two?"
Olivia nodded her head, "two." Despite the fact Fitz had yet to bring a girl home, he was best friends with Harrison which meant this whole nice guy act had to be a façade.
Fitz chuckled at her ridiculous comment, "alright then, I guess I'm a dog with two dicks."
Olivia couldn't help but laugh as he smirked at shook his head at her, before clearing her throat and getting serious again. "Are you going to tell Harrison?"
"It's not my business if you go out, like you said I'm not your mother. But I'm not going to sit by idly, knowing you drove under the influence not to mention in my car."
"I'm sorry.", she assured him. "It won't happen again."
"It better not." He told her seriously. "If you're drunk, just call a cab or Harrison, hell I'll pick you up before I let you drink and drive. I mean what kind of friend would let you drive in the state you were in last night?"
Olivia shrugged, "sorry.", she mumbled again.
Fitz nodded and decided he'd berated her enough, he genuinely believed her when she said it wouldn't happen again. "Eat the crackers, they'll settle your stomach.", he got up from the island to get ready for his morning run.
"Fitz!", she called out to him and he stopped, turning around to face her. "Thank you."
"For what?", he smirked. "Holding your hair? Rubbing your back? Cleaning the sink full of your vomit? Or advising you away from coffee?"
Olivia squinted her eyes at him, trying not to laugh. It was often a surprise when someone challenged her with sarcasm, "screw off, I take it back.", she laughed, glaring at him.
Fitz chuckled turning around and shaking his head. "You're welcome anyway." Olivia rolled her eyes playfully as he made his way upstairs and into his room.
Charlie and Huck had spent the last hour and half cleaning up the remnants of last nights shenanigans. From the vomit in the living room, and blood on the bathroom sink from god knows what, the place was an absolute mess.
"I like her." Charlie said as they carried out the last of the garbage to the front.
"Who?"
"Olivia." Charlie said as if it were obvious. Normally if he found an attractive girl he'd just get her drunk and have his way with her in the back of his car, but Olivia was different, she was special.
"Oh yeah Liv." Huck nodded, as he noticed how attentive Charlie was to her last night. "She's cool right?"
"She's sexy, why didn't you tell she was sexy?" Charlie frowned as the two of them flopped back on the couch.
"Quinn doesn't like her very much." Huck said. Quinn constantly got jealous of Olivia, due to the fact she knew Huck found her attractive so there was constant tension between the two females. "I like Liv too, but it makes thing complicated between Quinn and I."
"Are you dating Quinn or something?", Charlie snickered. "Why do you care what she thinks?"
Huck nodded, "you're right." He looked up to Charlie, he respected him and his opinion. Charlie had given him a job when he desperately needed one, and for that he'd be eternally grateful. Whatever Charlie asked of him, he'd do within a heartbeat.
"Tell her to come back for another party tonight." Charlie ventured into the kitchen for a beer at 10 am. "I like her, she's good."
"She's rich, filthily rich." Huck informed him. "I met her at the fancy prep school uptown while I was making deliveries."
Charlie smirked, if it was one thing he knew it was rich kids— they accounted for 99.9% of his sales. "And what?"
"She was a loser, sitting all by herself at lunch reading a book. I went up and said hi and well that's it." Huck said. It was perfect, beneficial to him in every single way— Olivia was needy for friends and he needed a connection to that school. With minimal persuading due to her desperate need for friends, Olivia put her ear to the ground at school— finding Huck multiple clients which he then hid from Charlie in order to make some money on the side as Charlie demanded 10% royalties.
"I like her." Charlie said with a sly smile. "Make sure to invite her out tonight, and then ask her."
"Ask her?"
"Yeah." Charlie nodded. "Just make sure she's sober before you do it, that way she doesn't lose it. Call her now before you forget." Huck nodded obediently and pulled up her contact information. "Wait!" Charlie smirked, "what's her number? I'll call her."
Olivia was furious however she kept her composure as Harrison continued to work out the car schedule on a piece of lined paper.
"So just to be clear, I get the car whenever I want. When it's not in use, you may ask for it and if I'm feeling willing I'll allow you to drive it carefully at a cautious speed. If it arrises that I need the car while you're out, you bring that ass back home IMMEDIATELY! Are we clear?"
"No!" Olivia hissed in protest as she sat on his bed. "That's bullshit and you know it!"
"My car, my rules. If you don't want to abide by them, you can walk." Harrison smirked triumphantly. His car was one area he was not going to budge on, under any circumstances.
"Fuck you, and your damn rules!" Olivia ripped up the stupid paper and flung the shredded pieces in Harrison face.
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO?!" Harrison roared, pinning his sister down with her arms above her head.
XXXXX
Stephen rolled his eyes as he and Fitz sat in the living room, hearing exactly what was going on between the two siblings.
"This is about the car right?" Fitz asked for clarification.
"Yup." Stephen nodded.
"IF I CALL MOM I WILL BURY YOU HARRISON!" Olivia screeched from inside his room. "I SWEAR TO GOD WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU THIS PLACE WILL BE BURNT TO THE GROUND! YOU CAN KISS THIS LITTLE SAUSAGE FEST GOODBYE!"
"GO ON!" Harrison antagonized her, knowing she was all bark with absolutely no bite. "I DARE YOU, YOU PSYCHOTIC LITTLE SHIT!"
"My god." Stephen shook his head in disbelief. "That girl is something else. She's one bag of bat shit crazy."
"Hey!" Fitz frowned. "Stop that, she's just a kid."
Stephen scoffed as Olivia and Harrison continued to screech at each other in the other room. "You're calling her a kid?! With a mouth like that?!"
"She's 18, what would you call her?"
"An adult, a fully conscious, spoiled, annoying and irritating adult." Stephen spat at the same time Olivia came storming out of Harrison's room.
"Cut her some slack Stephen, don't be an asshole." Fitz said once she'd gone upstairs. It seemed to Fitz that he was the only one seeing things from both perspectives, and not just immediately siding with Harrison. Perhaps he was being naïve, after all Olivia did have some problems, but Harrison was no angel himself.
A few moments later Olivia came stomping down the stairs in a pair of black leggings and black v-neck. "Can I borrow your car?", she asked Fitz abrasively, tying up her nike free runners.
"For what?" Fitz eyed her suspiciously. Although they had talked and she'd promised him it'd never happen again, her previous use of the car was not swept under the rug.
"I just need to get out of here before I kill him." Olivia said at the exact same time Harrison came storming out of his room, with his cellphone attached to his ear.
"I'm not dealing with her anymore dad!" Harrison fired into the phone angrily. "I tried! My friends hate her, I hate her! You need to come pick her UP!"
Olivia inhaled sharply, trying her best to ignore Harrison who was purposely trying to get under her skin. "Can I borrow the car please?", she asked with a false sweet smile.
"SHE WON'T LISTEN TO ME!" Harrison roared at the top of his lungs. "EVERYTHING I SAY GOES IN ONE EAR AND OUT THE OTHER OF THAT STUPID HEAD OF HERS."
That's it. Olivia turned around, taking Fitz's keys off the kitchen table before storming outside. She was so full of rage Olivia failed to see the monstrosity that was her parking from last night.
"HEY!" Fitz yelled as he raced out of the house, barely able to put his shoes on. "YOU CAN'T JUST TAKE THE CAR! YOU PROMISED!"
Olivia inhaled, the distance between her and Harrison allowing her to think rationally. Moments like this made her realize how much she truly hated her brother; he was nothing more than an entitled, self absorbed, spoiled, whiny, greedy and needy little brat.
She tossed him the keys and walked over to the passenger side. "I don't care, you drive. I just need to get out of here before I slit his throat."
Fitz gave her a weak smile, unlocked the car and got into the drivers seat. Without a word the two of them drove off without a destination in mind. Olivia sat there steaming with anger, Fitz could see, smell and feel it radiating off of her like an odour. He turned onto the main road in search of something to ease the tension.
"Are you a Denny's or an iHop type of girl?", he asked with a slight smile.
"iHop, is that even a question?"
Fitz nodded and turned into the iHop not too far down the road. He parked the car and turned off the engine, "hungry?" She nodded and followed him inside the restaurant. They were escorted to a booth towards the back by the window. Olivia plonked herself down and placed her head in her hands groaning. "Can you stop that?" Fitz chuckled scanning through the menu. "People are going to think you're crazy."
She looked up at him, "I am crazy."
"I know, but stop it anyway.", he said teasing with a sly smile.
Olivia chuckled, pretending to hit him as she attempted to reach over the table, "go to hell", she laughed. Scanning through the menu, Olivia decided in a few moments what she was having, "what are you getting?"
Fitz frowned, the last time he'd been in an iHop would have to have been his freshman year. "I haven't been here in so long, what's good? Are the burgers good?"
"No. No one comes to iHop for a burger." Olivia laughed.
"Okay Mrs. iHop, what should I get then?"
"The New York Cheesecake pancakes."
Fitz nodded, trusting her judgement. "What are you getting?"
"The chocolate chocolate chip pancakes." Olivia told him putting her menu down, "with a strawberry milk shake."
"A strawberry milkshake?! How old are you?!" Fitz said poking fun at her.
"11 and a half.", she said flicking him off just as the waitress arrived. She took their orders and out of spite Fitz ordered the exact same thing as Olivia, down to the milkshake. A few minutes later she returned with two large milkshakes.
Olivia immediately began to drink hers as if she were starved for days, and Fitz gave her an off look. "Sorry," she laughed "I really like milkshakes."
Fitz smiled at her pink milkstache, "you know you try to act like such a hard ass, but you're not all that bad."
"What are you talking about?", she frowned.
"Right now, you've smiled at least four times since we've sat down." Fitz pointed out, "that's the most I've seen you smile."
Olivia rolled her eyes playfully, "that's because there's food involved, of course I'm going to smile. I'm a female, it's basic psychology."
"And what exactly do you know about psychology?"
"A lot, I'm studying it next year."
Fitz's eyes widened, "impressive, where are you going?"
"Brown."
"Rhode Island huh? That's exciting."
Olivia was dreading going back to school in fact. She'd always had a hard time making friends, due to the fact that Olivia was pretty and rich, most girls just loved to hate her. It was a blessing the day she met Huck, as he proved to be the first genuine friend she'd really ever made. It sucked that she'd be going to Brown all by herself.
She shrugged, "it's just school."
"Why psychology?" Fitz asked out of curiosity.
"I want to be a therapist or a guidance counsellor. I might even go into social work."
He nodded— impressed, "that's interesting." The two of them spoke of school, Olivia was surprised to hear that Fitz was pursing a PhD in english and juggling an internship at The New York Times. When the food arrived Olivia ended up stealing one of Fitz's pancakes while he made a trip to the bathroom.
Once they'd finished, he paid for the meal and the two of them were back on the road home. "You and Harrison sure do argue a lot."
"I know.", she muttered. "That's because he's selfish only cares about himself. I hate him and I hate being around him. I could have died of happiness when he left for university."
"You don't mean that."
"I do."
He decided to leave it, getting involved in their family matters was definitely not his place. "Well would you two mind just not pissing each off for the next couple of months."
"I tried to make a deal with him, but clearly it went in one ear and out the other. I'm just going to have to ruin his time here.", she shrugged. "Maybe I'll send Huck after him."
"Who the hell is Huck?"
"A friend.", she replied curtly.
"Keep your friends away from Harrison. The house is big enough for the two of you to barely see each other, not that he ever leaves his room."
"I'll see what I can do."
"That's all I ask, just peace and quiet."
Olivia skin was feeling nothing short of revived when she stepped out of that shower late that afternoon. There was nothing like a hot, steamy, soapy shower to get her feeling energized. With help from the mirror, Olivia evenly distributed conditioner throughout her hair which was now forming curly ringlets which hung just above her breasts. After drying off and moisturizing her skin, Olivia slipped into black short shorts and a navy green spaghetti tank top before flopping on her bed.
She lied down aimlessly for what felt like forever until her phone began to ring. Olivia was hesitant to answer as it was an unfamiliar number, "hello?"
"Hey babe." Charlie smiled on the other line, "how are you beautiful?"
Olivia paused, never had any male called her babe nor beautiful, and she had to admit it was lovely to her. She could feel her cheeks slightly burning up as she blushed, "hey Charlie. I'm good, how are you?"
"I'm good. I'm really happy you decided to come to my party last night.", he said. "It was really nice meeting you. I had a great time."
"You too." Olivia smiled sitting up. "Thanks for having me."
"I was wondering if you'd want to swing round again tonight. It's not so much a party as it is a little gathering. It'll just be me, you, Huck, Quinn, Billy and his friend Amanda."
She was slightly hesitant at first, upon meeting him Billy seemed like a character. He wasn't rude as such, but he seemed peculiar. However she brushed it off, she'd had a lot to drink that night and maybe her impression was muddled, "sure that sounds okay."
"Great." Charlie breathed out a sigh of relief. Since meeting Olivia yesterday, he failed to get her out of his mind, he even dreamed about her— vividly. "That's just made my night."
"Should I bring anything? Snacks? Pop? Juice?"
Charlie let out a hoarse chuckle, "you're adorable. No just bring yourself, that's all any man could ever want."
"What time?"
"Everyone's coming around 10, but you can come a little earlier if you want, say 9? It'll just be me and Huck and we can all hang out."
"Sounds like fun, I'll see you then."
"See you soon gorgeous." Charlie said before ending the call.
Olivia smiled, placing her phone down. A large part of her was happy Quinn wasn't going to be there early, as she always felt this weird tension around her. With a deep breath Olivia made her way down the hall to knock on Fitz's door.
"Come in."
She opened the door to see a shirtless Fitz typing away on his laptop. His arms never ceasing to amaze Olivia, his broad shoulders and toned biceps nearly had her suffering from amnesia as she stood there silently.
"Did you need something Liv?" He asked raising his eyebrow at her.
"Do you ever wear a shirt?", she asked him roughly. "The AC is on so I don't understand why you still refuse to wear a shirt. You don't see me walking around topless."
Fitz chuckled, by her sudden burst into his room and snappy attitude, he could gather that she needed something. "How can I help you Olivia?"
She smiled coyly, "Can I borrow the car tonight?"
He smirked, closing his laptop down. "No."
"No?!"
"No.", he smiled. "Is that all?"
"Please!", she frowned closing the door behind her as she stepped inside.
"Do you really think I'm going to trust you to drive my car sober after last night?" He asked her sarcastically. "No Olivia."
"Okay can you drop there and pick me up?"
"Olivia! I'm not your personal driver! Ask Harrison."
Olivia shook her head before climbing onto his bed, sitting before him with her signature pout and wide eyes. "You know Harrison won't drive me."
"I fail to see how this is my problem." He retorted. "You stole my car! I'm supposed to be furious with you!"
"But you aren't.", she smiled sweetly at him. "Because we're friends."
Fitz let out a loud sarcastic laugh at her last word. "So now you want to be my friend? Because yesterday you made it very clear you didn't want to be my friend."
Olivia shot him a sly smile, "well now I want to be friends. So we're friends."
"I'll have to think about it." Fitz toyed with her, slightly enjoying watching her squirm in response. He could tell she was the type of girl who rarely was told the word no or denied what she wanted. "I'll let you know."
"Shut up!" She laughed shoving his chest playfully. "Just drive me!"
"And whats in it for me? You're getting all the benefits out of this friendship and I'm receiving none. This hardly seems fair." He pulled up his laptop and pretending to be engaged in his facebook newsfeed.
"Breakfast." Olivia said using the bargaining skills her father instilled in her at an early age. "I will wake up at 7 am every morning and cook you breakfast." She noticed how much time and effort Fitz put into his breakfast each and every morning, instead of a bowl of cereal he opted for healthier options such as eggs, fruits and smoothies.
Fitz raised his eyebrow, liking the sound of this potential deal. There was no better way to get a man to do something for you, then to bribe him with food. "What kind of breakfast?"
"What do you like? I'll cook whatever you want."
"I want a three egg omelette with cheese, red peppers, and onions, with two sausages two pieces of bacon and two pieces of butter brown toast each day. If I have any changes to my menu, I'll let you know."
Olivia frowned, "I was thinking more along the lines of toaster waffles... I've never made an omelette before."
Fitz chuckled, if Olivia thought this deal was going to be one sided, she had another thing coming. "Well that's the beauty of the internet, you can learn how to make an omelette. So do we have a deal?"
Olivia nodded her head, in full agreement. It was nice to see someone who wasn't as self absorbed and insane as Harrison. "How should we solidify the deal? Should we swap spit?"
Fitz's eyes nearly bulged out of his head, what on earth did he just hear? "Sorry what?", he managed to choke out.
Olivia spat on her hand and extending it to him, "spit shake."
He shook it off before partaking in the highly unsanitary hand shake. For a moment there he truly thought she had meant something very different. "Deal."
"Good.", she smiled hopping off the bed. "Thanks Fitz." Olivia exited his room with a pep in her step as she made her way downstairs to watch TV.
"Okay..." Fitz pulled over a few houses down from Charlie's house. He had his reservations, the area was rough and his eyes were constantly moving in pursuit of anything or anyone. "What did you drink last night?"
"Gin, whiskey, beer and vodka. I'm pretty sure that's it."
"You think you could stick to beer then?" Fitz asked her. "Two beers?"
"Five."
"Two."
"Four."
"Three.", he said firmly with a grunt. "Three or I take you home right now."
Olivia glared at him, although she could drink five beers and most certainly get away with it, she'd promised not to lie to him, and oddly enough she meant it. "Three beers and a shot."
"Olivia this isn't up for negotiation. I made you an offer three beers or I take you home. I shouldn't even be doing this, I should be calling the cops on this underage party." He told her.
Fitz couldn't comprehend why exactly he was going out on a limb for this girl whom of which he barely knew. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she reminded him so much of himself in his teenage years, he felt a sense of protectiveness over her which evidently Harrison did not.
"Three beers.", she nodded her head.
"I'm picking you up at 12, I don't care how early that is or—"
"12 is fine.", Olivia said sincerely. "I'll see you then, thanks again." Fitz nodded and watched as she got out of the car and safely made it inside before driving around the neighbourhood.
XXXXX
Olivia was nursing her second beer, while sitting on the couch beside Quinn and Huck. Charlie had been rather touchy feely when she arrived, so she decided just to stay beside Huck for the rest of the party.
"Liv." Huck smiled turning to her. "Can I talk to you for a second outside?" Quinn's face immediately sunk to a frown as Olivia nodded and the two of them made their way through the kitchen and to the backyard. Charlie smiled at Huck as he closed the kitchen screendoor to the backyard.
"Be nice.", Charlie warned him and Huck nodded.
"What's up?" Olivia asked him.
"Are you having a fun time?"
"I am, but I'm sure that's not why you asked me out here."
"It's not.", Huck admitted truthfully. "I need to ask you a favour. Well Charlie and I need to ask you a favour."
She nodded, "sure. What do you need?"
"I need you to hold a little something for us, for a little while." Huck said vaguely with serious eyes.
"Something like what?" Olivia's eyebrows furrowed. Something told her that whatever it was it wasn't little.
"Pills.", his reply blunt.
"Pills?!" Olivia immediately shook her head. Never in her life had she ever touched any type of real drug besides a few puff's from a joint a month back. "Huck I—"
"I need you to Liv. We're trying to move some stuff, we have some people coming to collect in a month or so, I just need you to hold it till then. A month and a half tops."
"Huck I can't! If my brother ever found out I'd—", she began but the sound of Charlie entering the backyard silenced her.
"Is everything okay?", he asked with a large smile, standing beside Huck.
"Yeah everything's fine." Huck nodded before turning his attention back to Olivia. "Please Liv."
"Huck..."
"How long have we been friends? We've been friends a long time and not once have I gotten you into trouble." He knew playing on her sympathy and guilt tripping her would work like magic. Huck could already see her wearing down with each passing second.
"Really?", Olivia frowned.
"I mean real trouble, not bullshit like the principals office. I mean proper trouble. I've never steered you wrong and I promise I won't. You have my word, a month and a half tops."
Olivia swallowed and Charlie could see the reservations on her face. He took a step into her, cupping her pretty face with both hands, "You have my word too.", he smiled. "We won't let anything bad happen to you. You're one of us now, you're family. You're part of the cult."
Olivia sighed, "okay.", she said defeated, immediately regretting the words as they left her mouth.
"Perfect." Charlie grinned, kissing her on the cheek. "Huck.", he said harshly nudging towards Olivia.
"Right, right.", he nodded pulling the two bottles of pills out of his bag. "Oxycodone and Morphine.", he practically opened Olivia's bag and placed them in himself. "You'll be fine, just place them in your medicine cabinet, no one ever checks that. You have your own bathroom and everything. I promise you'll be fine."
Olivia nodded silently and zipped up her bag. "Okay." Her stomach was in complete knots, her gut telling her that this would not end well for any of them. A large part of her was worried how Huck or Charlie would react if she declined, so she nodded weakly. A month and a half tops.
"Great, thanks Huck.", Charlie glared at him until he got the clue to leave. Huck nodded and swiftly made his way back inside the house. "You okay?", Charlie asked her with a smile, she was even more gorgeous than he remembered. Taking in her features, Charlie couldn't believe the beauty that Huck had been keeping from him. Not only was Olivia unbelievably attractive, but she was also unbelievably wealthy.
"I'm fine.", she lied pleasantly. He was close, his body pressed to hers, unnerving her.
"Good. I haven't seen you much tonight." Charlie had planned to spend the entire evening with her, however she'd just clung to Huck, no matter how many times he'd offered her a drink.
"Sorry.", she lied with a smile. "I guess I just lost track of time."
"Well at least we're alone now." He breathed, desperate to kiss her, only to have the moment interrupted by a drunken Amanda who stumbled outside.
"HEY LIV!" She yelled, practically falling over her own feet. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?!"
"Hi Amanda.", Olivia chuckled, taking the opportunity to step out of Charlie's awkward embrace. She walked over to Amanda and helped her off the floor. The woman reeked of scotch as she slurred her words.
"Liv do you know what time it is?"
Olivia pulled out her cellphone, relieved as the clock read 11:36"It's 11:36.", she helped the drunken mess onto the bench against the brick wall. That only meant 24 minutes until Fitz was due to pick her up from this train wreck of a party.
"Thanks Liv.", she smiled sweetly. A moment later Billy came storming out in search of Amanda.
"There you are!" He let out a loud sigh.
"There she is." Charlie grumbled angrily. Billy gulped, he knew he and Amanda were in for it, Charlie had told them multiple times that he'd planned to be alone with Olivia tonight, and Amanda was now ruining it.
"C'mon." Billy said lifting Amanda up, "let's get you home."
"Speaking of home I should get going." Olivia said turning with them to go inside.
"What?!" Charlie snapped taking hold of her hand. "You're leaving?"
"Yeah.", she replied. "Thanks for having me."
"Wait how are you getting home? Let me drive you home.", he offered eagerly. Charlie hadn't had the alone time with her he'd desired, and had been looking forward to being with her all day.
"I actually have a ride. He should be here any moment." She said, and just like that her cellphone rang. "Hello?"
"I'm outside, I know I'm half an hour early so just come when you're ready."
"Okay I'm leaving now." She smiled and ended the call before Fitz had a chance to respond. "Bye Charlie." Olivia didn't bother to wait for a response as she quickly fled out the back through the house and to the street where she saw Fitz parked. Immediately a sense of relief washed over her as she saw his head of brown curls in the drivers seat. She made her way into the car and put on her seatbelt, "hey."
"Hey." He said and began to drive. "How was it?"
"Okay I guess."
"You don't seem drunk."
"That's because I'm not. I had one and a half beers." She smiled angelically at him. "Aren't you proud?"
"Very." He grinned sarcastically. "You get a gold star and a cookie."
She laughed at his joke, but her smile quickly flattered as she remembered the contents in her bag. Just a month and a half tops, Olivia reminded herself before turning back to him. "So where did you go?"
"I found a TGIF's and fell asleep in the parking lot." He admitted, "I set alarm so I wouldn't sleep through the night and forget you."
Olivia couldn't help but smile, there wasn't a doubt in her mind that Harrison would never do anything like that for her. Although she'd only known Fitz for a few days, there was something so trustworthy, so sincere about him, it was hard not to like him. She had to admit, there was some guilt and regret which followed after she snarled at him. They made small talk the rest of the way home comfortably, the conversation flowing easily and smoothly.
"Where's Harrison's car?" Olivia asked as they pulled in to the driveway.
"Oh him and Stephen are at the neighbour Megan's house." Fitz said as he and Olivia exited the car and entered the house together.
Olivia raised her eyebrow, "are they having a three—"
"No no!" Fitz laughed loudly, flopping on the couch. "She brought two or three friends for the weekend."
Olivia joined him on the couch, watching him as she questioned him. "So didn't you go? Clearly she brought a girl for you."
"Because despite what you think, I may be a dog, but I have one dick." He said with a smirk, twisting the words from her earlier conversation. "Not two, just one."
In all honestly Fitz wanted to make sure that Olivia was home, but now even as she was, he still wasn't intrigued to have sex with one of Megan's slutty friends. Call it maturity, or perhaps the dog with two dicks comment really got to him, but he had no desire to head over to Megan's.
Olivia smiled, "well maybe you aren't half as bad as I thought you were." She couldn't help but think how he'd gone out of his way to help her, something he really didn't have to do. It puzzled her as to why someone like him was best friends with her brother. "What exactly do you have in common with my brother?"
"What do you mean?", Fitz laughed.
"I mean you're nice, smart, you seem to have all the screws on tight in your head. Why on earth are you friends with Harrison? Within the last couple of days you've been kinder to me than he's been my entire life."
It wasn't fair to say Olivia resented her brother, she down right despised him. Back when they were younger Olivia and Harrison were in separable, despite their 7 year age difference. Harrison loved his baby sister more than anything else in the world, until he turned 16. After that girls became his number one priority and he became nothing more than a desperate skirt chaser. No longer were the two of them close in fact, Harrison never really bothered with Olivia unless he was forced to or needed something.
"We just are.", he laughed. "I don't know, we were all drinking buddies in freshman year and—"
"Freshman year's over. You said you're a dog with one dick, so what could you possibly have in common with either of those two. Him and Stephen are disgusting."
"Hey!"
"It's the truth. Harrison had me lying for him when I was 9 years old so he could sneak girls in and out of the house."
Fitz's jaw dropped, "9?!"
Olivia nodded her head, "yep."
"When he's not girl crazy or drunk he's actually a...", Fitz's voice trailed off as he tried to find an accurate word, Olivia shot him a sarcastic look and the two of them bursted into a roaring laughter.
"He's a disgusting pig." Olivia said bluntly, "nothing more, nothing less."
"He's your family."
She shrugged, family are meant to care about each other, and the only thing Harrison gave a damn about was getting his hand up a skirt. Olivia yawned before snuggling up to a pillow on the couch.
"Are you tired?"
"Not really.", she replied with a smirk. "I'm just waiting for you to go to bed so I can watch TV."
Fitz chuckled, "what do you want to watch?"
"I recorded Jimmy Fallon earlier."
He grinned widely, "I like Fallon, give me 10 minutes to change into my pyjama's?"
Olivia nodded and they made their way up the stairs together, "just wear a damn shirt.", she teased before locking her door behind herself. Once inside she raced into the bathroom with her bag in hand, retrieving the two bottles.
You'll be fine, just place them in your medicine cabinet, no one ever checks that. You have your own bathroom and everything. I promise you'll be fine.
A month and a half tops.
She quickly shoved them into her medicine cabinet and hide them behind her big bottle of mouthwash and toothpaste. Slamming the cabinet shut, Olivia took to washing her hands vigorously, as if someone were to smell it on her.
After a thorough rinse Olivia exited the bathroom and shut the door, letting out a deep breathe. A month and a half tops, she reminded herself until her nerves settled. After a few minutes her slight anxiety had passed and she changed into her pyjama's; a plain black t-shirt and plaid shorts with her favourite pink fuzzy slippers.
She opened her bedroom door to see Fitz already watching the opening monologue. "HEY!", she snapped storming down the stairs, "you said 10 minutes!"
Fitz laughed devilishly, pausing the TV as she sat beside him; eyebrows arched with anger and folded arms. "I asked you to wait for me, but you never asked me to wait for you.", he smirked.
"You asshole!", she laughed giving him a playful shove.
Fitz laughed resting his arms across the length of the couch. "So am I no longer a dog now? Just an asshole?", his tone teasing her.
"No you're both."
"So a dog with an asshole then?"
"No you're a dog and an asshole, two very separate things.", she said matter-a-factly trying not to laugh. He shot her silly smile and she rolled her eyes playfully.
"Well I appreciate you clearing that up for me."
"No problem, anytime.", she smiled at him cunningly. They locked eye contact for a few moments and for the first time Olivia realized how stunning his eyes were, they were a striking cerulean blue; almost ocean-like. "You have really pretty eyes.", she said bluntly.
A smile crept across his face, "thanks I guess. I don't know if that's a compliment considering I'm a guy and you just called me pretty."
"I said your eyes were pretty, I never commented on your face.", she snickered grabbing the remote out of his hand and locating the recorded program. He shook his head playfully, her bite never ceasing to make him laugh, as the two of them tuned into Jimmy Fallon's opening monologue.
Half way through the first guest Fitz looked to see Olivia sound asleep, curled up into him. She wasn't touching him as such, but her body was cradled up a few inches from him. He admired the sight, she looked so innocent and pure when she slept, unlike the tasmanian devil she pretended to be. With long curly eyelashes, pouty lips and the cutest little snore he'd ever heard in his life, Fitzgerald Grant was staring. He switched off the TV, before patting her arm gently.
She stirred in her sleep momentarily, her eyes remaining closed as she involuntarily adjusting herself to lay her head upon his chest, her fingers clutching his t-shirt.
His eye's bulged open, "um Olivia...", he said awkwardly, still failing to wake her up. He poked her shoulder multiple times, receiving absolutely no response. Man, she must be tired. Fitz sighed, he gently picked her up in both arms, turned off the lights and made his way up the stairs and into her bedroom, laying her down softly onto her bed.
Unconsciously she pulled the duvet towards her, snoring again. Fitz found it comically how the woman with the biggest potty mouth he'd ever seen, could look so innocent, it was something else. He made note to tease her about it tomorrow morning at breakfast as he closed her door behind him, making his way to his room across the hall.
So that's the chapter! Let me know what you guys think! A lot of you think that Liv is a mess, which she completely is, but I wonder who might be able to save her from herself? :)
How creepy is Charlie?! How much do you now hate Huck? Is Fitz being inappropriate? Our babies are making progress! Was there possible flirting at the end? How do you feel about Liv taking the pills? Do you think her gut feeling will end up being right? Leave your thoughts and predictions!
Until next time! x