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"You're going to burn them, flip the sausages." Fitz instructed Olivia as she attempted to make his first breakfast. The omelette was a mess, the toast was burnt, and Fitz could now see the sausages would soon follow in the same fate.
"It's a lot easier to cook without you harping in my ear you know." Olivia smirked, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I know how to cook."
"This omelette with raw yoke begs to differ." Fitz cut open her omelette to have a dark yellow liquid ooze out all over the plate. He frowned, the sight of the yoke making him slightly nauseous. "You can't cook to save your life."
"Will you shut up before I shove these down your mouth?" Olivia laughed removing her perfectly cooked sausages onto a clean plate for him. She smiled, proud of the first properly cooked item of food she'd made for him, "here eat this and don't complain about it."
He chuckled to himself as she handed him the plate, "you're going to redo my omelette right?"
"People eat raw eggs all the time, you'll be fine.", she told him, joining him with her bowl of Lucky Charms. Within less than a few minutes she'd inhaled the entire bowl leaving Fitz astonished.
"What the hell..."
"I'm hungry.", she giggled placing her bowl back on the counter.
"You know you snore right?" He asked her with a sly smile.
"I do not!"
"You do, its more of a purring than an actual snore, but it's absolutely hilarious."
Olivia laughed, trying her best to act offended. "Did you just call me a cat?"
"No, if you listen for once in your life you'd know I did not just call you a cat."
Olivia laughed, enjoying their playful banter. In his presence she felt as if she could let her guard down and just breathe. He had this calming nature about him which just put her ease and kept a smile upon her face. "Isn't my cooking the best?", she asked as he tucked into his breakfast.
"It's alright, I mean considering you fucked up toast..."
"I didn't know that you could eject the toast yourself!", she huffed referring to the two pieces of now charcoal black bread. It sent Fitz into a fit of hysterics that she could manage to burn something as simple as toast.
He shook his head laughing, "you didn't stay long at that party yesterday."
"It was lame.", She replied. "I'd much rather watch Jimmy Fallon."
"With me."
"What?"
"You'd much rather watch Jimmy Fallon...", there was a long pregnant pause before he finished his sentence with dramatics and a wide smile "with me."
She rolled her eyes stuck out her tongue, "thanks for carrying me upstairs by the way."
"You were dead to the world, I tried to wake you up at least five times."
Olivia smiled, she'd always been a heavy sleeper, "well isn't it handy that you have these big strong arms that you're constantly showing off.", she snickered poking his biceps of steel.
"These are more along the lines of guns, but thanks anyway." He grinned flexing his muscles.
Olivia darted her eyes in the opposite direction, withholding the reaction he was looking for. "Don't start acting like a douchebag or I'll have to start hating you like I do Stephen."
"Ouch!", he pretended to clutch his chest in pain as if her words had wounded him.
"You're such a loser.", she laughed sipping her lemonade. Olivia opened her mouth to say something else but the front door swung open, revealing her clearly still intoxicated brother.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!", Harrison roared to no one in particular. He wore the same clothes from last night, except his shirt was now inside out and he held his shoes like the tramp he was. Olivia frowned as he flopped himself down on the couch, followed by an equally idiotic Stephen to his left.
"You smell." Olivia growled at Harrison. "The both of you stink like sewage. Did you sleep in a trash can last night?"
"Shut up." Harrison muttered, with his eyes closed.
Olivia scoffed, "you're a piece of shit Harrison. I hope you know that. I hope you catch herpes, no wait I hope your penis falls off." There was nothing more disgusting to her than seeing the way her brother degraded and treated women.
"Shut that huge mouth of yours Liv. No one wants to hear you talk. No one likes you." Harrison sat up and growled at her angrily, his mean eyes glaring at her.
"Fuck you!" She cried, storming up the stairs and slamming her room shut. Harrison and Stephen snickered at her temper tantrum before turning on the TV.
Fitz raised his eyebrow, he couldn't help but feel bad for Olivia. It was obvious she didn't want to be here nor was wanted here by Harrison, but he didn't have to rub it in her face each day. "Can you two stop with the fighting? Seriously it's fucking annoying.", he spat.
Harrison and Stephen turned their heads in shock, it was a rare occasion when Fitz swore. "Damn...", Stephen teased.
"Don't blame me, it's her fault. She shouldn't even be here anyway! She's ruined all my fucking plans!" Harrison whined. "Leave it on my parents to just dump her on me.", and with that Harrison got to his feet and made his way to his room.
XXXXX
She was drowning out the world, engulfed by the visionary work of Kanye West when he knocked on her door. "Go away.", she snapped pausing her music. He chuckled softly, ignoring her and stepping inside her room with a smile.
"Hey.", Fitz said receiving no response. She glared at him, her eyebrows arched and nostrils flared. "You okay?", he asked with a lopsided smile.
"No.", her reply abrasive and curt. "Now get out."
He scoffed, "drop the attitude Olivia, it's not flattering and you're not fooling me anymore."
"Excuse me?!"
"I said drop the attitude. Quit staring at me like I killed your first born child."
"Get the hell out of my room! I hate all of you!"
Fitz shrugged, sitting on the edge of her bed. "Do you wanna have a staring contest?", he asked sarcastically. "Because you giving me these angry eyes isn't going to scare me." He smiled at her widely, flashing his perfect pearly whites. Now that he'd seen a glimpse of the real her, there was no way he'd put up with her 'attitude'. "I've taken shits scary than you."
"Ew!" She laughed, her smile lighting up the room as she shoved him off her bed. "You're disgusting!"
"You're smiling.", he grinned, reclaiming his seat at the edge of the bed.
Olivia wanted to be upset, she wanted to continue to pout alone in her room, but with him around that was pretty much impossible. Around him Olivia found herself almost always laughing, joking and smiling. "Go away.", she chuckled. "Can't you see I'm trying to sulk here?!"
"You're not 6, you're not allowed to sulk up in your room and have a temper tantrum.", he informed her.
"Oh really? Says who?"
"Says me."
She hated this, she hated that he had the ability to make her laugh and giggle uncontrollably. Why did he have such an effect on her? "whatever.", Olivia rolled her eyes teasing.
"Are you still sulking?"
"Yes.", she lied folding her arms. It was extremely difficult for Olivia to sulk efficiently and productively while he stood there laughing with the biggest smirk. She reached over and whipped a pillow at him, "get out!"
"Are you sure you want to start a pillow fight now that you've seen the size of my arms?", he teased her, flexing his biceps for show once more. Olivia had to admit, his body was nothing short of breath-taking, although she'd never ever admit it out loud.
"You're interrupting me, I was listening to music.", she laughed changing the subject.
"What were ya listening to?"
"Yeezus."
Fitz stared blankly at her for a few moments, blinking once or twice as if he'd seen a ghost. "I just lost all respect for you.", he snickered.
"What?! Why?"
"First of all Kanye West is a jack ass, secondly he named his album Yeezus, he's insane." Fitz shook his head and pulled out his iPhone, switching her headphone jack from her iPod into his phone.
"Kanye West is a god.", Olivia said causing Fitz to nearly spit.
"I'm going to play you some real rap music.", he said scrolling through his extensive album list.
Olivia eyed him suspiciously, "and what exactly do you know about real rap music?"
Fitz smirked, ignoring her comment as he found the album he was looking for. "I don't think you were born when this came out."
Olivia jerked away, "woah woah woah! What are you playing?! Biggie? Tupac? Cause I've listened to both and I don't like either!"
Fitz frowned, "will you just be quiet and listen. It's Jay-Z."
Olivia grinned, a rapper she very much liked. "I love Jay Z."
"Good.", Fitz selected Reasonable Doubt and locked his phone.
"Do you not trust me with your phone?" Olivia was thoroughly looking forward to going through his messages, photos and just down right being nosy, but the lock now prevented that.
"Nope.", he grinned, and with that he pressed play and left her to her own devices.
Charlie frowned as he and Huck finished their first round of deliveries of the day. He'd texted Olivia about two hours ago, and receiving no response, he was starting to get agitated. "She still hasn't responded you know.", he growled.
"Try calling her." Huck replied.
"I did, 5 times."
"She's probably busy, or maybe she's still sleeping." Huck tried his best to reason with Charlie as Huck could tell he was less than pleased.
"You try.", demanded Charlie. Huck nodded obediently and pulled up her contact information. "And put her on speaker." Huck pressed call and the two of them listened to her phone ring and ring.
Hi you've reached Olivia. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now, if you leave your name and number I'll call you back. Bye!
Charlie growled angrily. "Does she have a boyfriend?"
"What?"
"DOES SHE HAVE A BOYFRIEND?!" He roared, his face now bright red, veins practically bursting out of his neck. It was a good thing they were parked at the side of the road or Charlie's sudden outburst would have surely gotten them into a car crash.
Huck was shocked, he'd gone from slightly pissed into a full blown rage within the matter of seconds. Charlie clutched the steering wheel so hard his hands were were now the colour of bare bones. "What... what makes you ask that?", he stuttered out.
"Yesterday I offered to give her a ride. She said she had one and that he was coming to pick her up. Don't make me ask you again Huck... Does she have a boyfriend?" He spoke much calmer this time, but the anger and rage in his voice hadn't subsided, neither had the prominent veins in his neck.
"No she doesn't." Huck shook his head firmly. "It was probably her brother."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"How sure?"
"I'm positive."
Charlie now visibly relaxed, smiling now from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. "Well why didn't you just say so?", he chuckled with a smile. "Jesus Huck you were getting me all worked up for nothing!"
Huck gulped, nodding his head gently, "sorry."
Charlie beamed, his temper now in complete control again. And with a deep breath he turned back on the car and resumed the rest of their daily deliveries.
Megan rolled over onto him, running her pale fingers against his chest. "Does your sister seriously not care that I'm over here?"
Harrison rolled his eyes, running his hand up her soft naked thigh. "Why do you keep asking that?"
"I just think it's weird that's all."
"Well it's not. The only thing that's weird is the fact that you keep bringing this up. You're fucking me, not my sister, so stop talking about it.", he spat out harshly.
Megan's mouth dropped open and she immediately jerked away from him. She pulled on her clothes and hastily redressed herself. "Go to hell Harrison."
He groaned as she snapped on her bra and pulled on her shirt. "Oh don't tell me you're upset?!"
"You're a dick." She growled at him. Megan had come to realize that after sex, Harrison became quite grumpy and downright rude. He was only pleasant and sweet leading up to sex, and afterwards he was just a plain asshole. "Don't call me again."
He chuckled humourlessly as she zipped up her jean shorts. "Whatever, like I give a fuck. Close the door on your way out."
Megan scoffed, grabbing her bag off the floor. She couldn't believe she had done a booty call in the broad daylight for someone as disrespectful as him. "Gladly! And by the way, I was faking it the entire time. It doesn't matter how big your dick is if you don't know how to use it!", she hissed getting in the final jab before slamming his bedroom door shut.
Olivia was sitting on the couch, with Reasonable doubt paused as she eavesdropped on their conversation. She snickered, watching as Megan stormed out slamming the door behind her. The smile on her face quickly faltered as she realized she now had 10 messages and 5 missed calls from Charlie and one from Huck. As she went to resume the music on Fitz's phone there was an incoming call from someone by the name of Mellie.
Knocking on his door Olivia entered and tossed his phone on the bed, "you just got a call.", she informed him.
"From who?"
"Mellie?", Olivia said and watched as all the blood drained from his face. "I didn't answer it."
"Fuck.", he groaned running his fingers throughout his hair. Mellie was supposed to be in England for at least another month, he couldn't fathom the possibility that her trip might have been cut short.
"Is that your sister or?"
"My ex.", he said with an unwavering hostility.
Olivia frowned at the idea of losing her only friend in the house. "Is she coming to visit?" If this Mellie character came around Fitz would be preoccupied the entire time, leaving her alone with no one.
"Not if I have anything to do with it." He said sharply. "I guess I should call her back."
Olivia nodded and left, giving him the privacy he needed. A large part of her wanted to wait outside his door, to eavesdrop on whatever conversation was about to take place. Although she pretended to hate him, Fitz made her laugh and smile. The thought of his girlfriend coming back into the picture left Olivia annoyed, and she hated to admit it. Desperate to get her mind off that situation, she flopped onto her bed and decided to text Charlie back.
XXXXX
"Fitz!" Mellie squealed picking up her cellphone. "I'm so glad you called back, I was starting to think you were avoiding me."
"Listen Mel, I can't really talk much so whatever it is—"
"I'm coming back in three weeks. I'm booking my flight home right now, which airport is closer to Harrison's? Sarasota or—"
"JFK.", he replied coldly. "Go home Mellie, back to New York. You have no reason to come to Harrison's, we're no longer together."
"You promised me we would talk!" She fired at him. "You promised!"
"Mellie there's nothing more to be said! We're DONE!"
"Then why did you fuck me a month ago?!"
Nothing but dead silence hung in the air as Fitz's mouth went completely dry. "I made a mistake."
"That's bullshit and you know it! You're expecting me to believe that you made a mistake all night long and then all morning?!"
Fitz sighed, he'd managed to get himself into a bit of a predicament at a party with Mellie three weeks ago. He was drunk and horny; one of the most lethal combinations ever. She was there, it was easy. He went over to hers, spent the night and that was that. Or so he thought as Mellie demanded more from him the very next morning.
"Mel...", he sighed trying to reason with her but Fitz knew Mellie well enough to know that once she got like this there was no stopping her.
"You said you needed time! Which I gave you! I gave you a damned month! Now it's time to talk."
"DAMN IT MELLIE LISTEN TO ME!"
Olivia gulped from the other side of the door. She tried to fight it, she tried to stay in her room, but as her mother had told her on multiple occasions, she was just too nosy for her own damn good. Never had she heard Fitz raise his voice, not once, he was always so kind and nice. Olivia wondered what this Mellie must have done in order to anger him so. She kneeled down, pressing her ear right up against the door in order to hear even better.
"I have listened you.", Mellie replied with a snarl. "Now it's time you listen to me. I will be Sarasota in 3 weeks, I will email you my itinerary and you will pick me up from the airport."
"Mellie you are NOT coming down to Sarasota and I'm and NOT picking you up from the airport! I'm done with you! Stop calling, stop texting; we're OVER!" He growled out in one large breath.
"Grow up Fitzgerald. It's high time you found your balls and put a god damn ring on my finger! We've been playing this game for far too long, I'm tired of the shenanigans. I mean really, a party house for the summer? You're 25 not 21. I just booked my ticket, and yes, you will pick me up. I arrive on the 17th."
"MELLIE YOU'RE NOT WANTED HERE! LISTEN TO ME—" he roared only to be met with the click signalling she'd ended the call. He was furious, wanting to whip his phone at the wall. Fitz got to his feet, needed a cold glass of water, he opened the door only to have Olivia fall to his feet.
"What on earth are you doing..."
"I...um...I...I lost my earring.", Olivia smiled up at him with a lie. He immediately saw right through it and shook his head.
"I never took you for an eavesdropper." He smirked. He'd expected himself to be mad, having his privacy violated and such, but he couldn't stop smiling at her ridiculous lie as she pretended to look for something on the floor.
"I wasn't...", she shook her head only to receive a knowing look from him. "Wanna talk about it?"
XXX
"So she just booked the ticket?" Olivia said with wide eyes, sitting on the couch as Fitz finished informing her on the craziness that was his love life.
"Yep."
"Without asking?"
"Oh she asked, I said no and she still booked it."
Olivia frowned, "so what are you gonna do?"
"There's nothing I can do, she booked the damn ticket." He groaned running his fingers down his face. Fitz sighed, his world was about to be rocked by Hurricane Mellie.
"Who booked a ticket?" Stephen asked coming in from the kitchen. "What ticket?" Much to Olivia's displeasure he plonked himself right beside her with a bag of chips in his hand. Each chip he stuffed his loud open mouth left Olivia cringing and irritated.
"Mellie.", Fitz replied. "She bought a ticket, she'll be here in 3 weeks."
Stephen boomed, "ayy that's GREAT news! It's about time you got laid!"
"Shut up Stephen.", Fitz spat, feeling slightly awkward discussing his sex life in front of Olivia. The look on her face told him she felt the same way.
"I'm serious!", Stephen sneered before shoving a handful of chips into his mouth. "When was the last time you got some?!"
"Would it kill you to close your mouth when you chew and get a bowl?" Olivia growled at him. Stephen nodded and trotted back towards the kitchen. Olivia and Fitz looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.
"You don't have to be so rude!", he laughed poking her shoulder playfully.
Olivia shrugged with a smug smile, "whatever."
Fitz smiled, he found it hilarious how different she was around Stephen, how fast her attitude snapped back almost immediately. He watched her scowl at Stephen as he re-entered the living room, having to bite his tongue to stop from laughing. Stephen was either completely oblivious or just chose to ignore it.
Stephen re-entered the living room again, this time sitting beside Fitz. "So, Harrison and I we're thinking Tampa tonight? We could—"
"Are you and Harrison brain dead?" Olivia growled out, cutting him off effectively. "It takes an over an hour to drive to Tampa from here!"
"...and we could stay the night, rent a hotel room and come back tomorrow morning." Stephen let out an exaggerated breath. "It's only 11 o'clock anyway."
Fitz nodded with a shrug. Tampa wasn't that far of a drive if there were going to stay over in a hotel room. "That sounds fine."
"I need my own room." Olivia said harshly at the same time Harrison walked in with his iPad.
"Yeah yeah we'll each get our own room." He said plopping himself into the leather recliner. "I've already booked it online, so we really should get going. Can you all be packed in an hour?"
"Yeah." Stephen grinned eagerly. "We're taking the Ferrari right?"
"Of course!" Harrison nodded his head. "Fitz can you and Olivia—"
"Yeah we'll go in my car." Fitz replied. Olivia had to hide the excitement on her face as she got up from the couch.
"Olivia." Harrison hissed towards her. "One hour, if you're not ready we'll leave you here."
"Yeah yeah I got it.", she shrugged Harrison and his idle threats off as her feet climbed the stairs to her room.
"OLIVIA!" Fitz yelled out laughing as she accidentally spilt her lemonade all over the printed out directions a few minutes after they set out on the road. "You've got to be kidding me!"
She blew on the paper, doing her best to dry it. Fortunately for them it was lemonade and not coffee or Pepsi, "I can fix this!", Olivia giggled now fanning it.
"Oh really?", Fitz scoffed playfully. "Cause it seems to me you've just ruined the one pair of instructions we have." He chuckled to himself, figuring something had to go wrong on this car ride.
"I can still read it!" Olivia protested with a silly smile. The ink wasn't smudged and was still very legible, the paper just appeared as if someone had just urinated on it. "Make a right at the intersection.", she beamed proudly.
"You suck.", he laughed shaking his head.
"Screw off.", Olivia laughed as she pulled out her now vibrating phone, Charlie was calling. Slightly hesitant to answer the phone as she'd been sort of ignoring his messages all day. It wasn't completely on purpose, she'd seen his messages but sort of kept getting distracted, nonetheless Olivia pressed accept. "Hello?"
"Olivia! Finally!", Charlie said sounding slightly annoyed. "I've been texting you all day!"
"I've been busy." Her eyebrow raised as Charlie sounded like her mother when she ignored her messages. Olivia found it slightly weird for someone she'd only known a mere two days to be checking up on her like such. "Anyway... What's up?"
She ignored Fitz as he mocked everything she said in a high pitched squeaky voice.
"Let's hang out tonight.", Charlie said as more of a demand than a question which didn't sit well with Olivia.
"I can't."
"I can't." Fitz continued to mock her in a voice resembling a 4 year old girl on helium.
"Why not?" Charlie said in an almost growl.
Olivia frowned, his tone starting to annoying her. "I'm on my way to Tampa."
"I'm on my way to Tampa." Fitz squeaked.
"FITZ SHUT UP!" Olivia laughed, hitting him with an open palm on his shoulder. He smirked, knowing that move hurt her a million and one more times that it ever did him.
Charlie was fuming, but tried his best to hide it in his voice. "Call me when you get back and I'll set something up for us to do.", he said coldly before ending the call.
Olivia frowned, "weirdo.", she muttered underneath her breath. "If you ever mock me like that again..."
"What are you gonna do Liv? I'm twice your height and size." Fitz chuckled teasing her playfully.
"You are not twice my height!" She protested. Although there was no protest about the weight portion as his entire body was made of pure muscle. The nickname he'd just created for her didn't go unnoticed as Olivia could feel herself blushing at the mere word, Liv.
"Yes, I am. What are you like 4 foot 9?"
"I am 5'2 thank you very much!" She sassed him loudly. "Which is only 3 inches below the average height for a female so shut up!"
"You're like a dwarf, I could toss you around everywhere I went."
"I'd like to see you try!", Olivia glared at him with a frivolous smile. Admittedly, Fitz was becoming one of the main reasons for her laughter and general good moods. He was kept a smile on her face and if there wasn't one, he knew just exactly how to put one there. She greatly enjoyed all the time they got to spend together, thrilled that had an entire hour alone— away from Harrison and Stephen. "I'd destroy you."
"You're not about to pick a fight with a man who has a foot in height, a hundred and twenty pounds and two guns for biceps over you." Fitz smirked smugly.
"If you refer to your biceps as guns one more time, I'm going to throw myself out of the car." She laughed, pretending to be disgusted with him. In reality Olivia didn't think Fitz could ever do any wrong, from the moment they'd met he'd been nothing but kind and sweet.
"Mhm..." Fitz snickered. "That sounds incredibly tempting..."
"Shut up!"
XXXXX
Charlie stormed into Huck's room in nothing short of a rage. "I'm going to ask you something and I want you to be completely and totally honest with me."
Huck nodded, "what's the matter man? You seem pissed?" Huck proceeded to close his laptop as whatever issue was pressing Charlie was proving to be a big one.
"I don't like liars Huck. So think very carefully before you answer this question. Does Olivia have a boyfriend?"
"No." Huck said confidently, swearing they had this conversation earlier this morning. "She doesn't."
"What's her brother's name?"
Something was wrong, Charlie was ticking, like a bomb ready to explode at any moment. "Harrison." Huck said with reservation.
That was all he needed, Charlie flew on top of the bed like a man deranged, restraining Huck before enclosing his hands around his neck. "I DON'T LIKE LIARS HUCK!", he roared, his left eye now twitching uncontrollably. "DON'T LIE TO ME!"
"I'M NOT!" Huck cried honestly. "OLIVIA DOESN'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND!" His face now turning red from the pressure.
"THEN WHO IN THE FUCK IS FITZ?"
That name was unrecognizable to Huck, as his face was blank. "I don't know!" He pleaded honestly. "She's never mentioned anyone with that name!"
"WELL SHE'S ON HER WAY TO TAMPA WITH THIS GUY. SO ANSWER ME ONE MORE TIME, DOES OLIVIA HAVE A BOYFRIEND?!" Charlie roared at the top of his lungs. No doubt in his mind that the entire street could hear him as he yelled so loud his lungs began to hurt.
"NO!" Huck could see that answer wasn't going to get him anywhere, in fact Charlie looked like he was seconds away from choking him fully. There was a look in his eye which Huck had never seen before and never wished to see again. "I DON'T KNOW! I'LL FIND OUT!"
Charlie smiled evilly, releasing his grip on Huck's neck, finally satisfied with his answer. "You'd better do that," he said in a voice that was so calm it became creepy "...and if she does... Well you know what to do."
So our girl Liv can't cook to save her life! We got a little taste of Mellie! I know everyone was looking forward to her arrival so I made sure not to disappoint ;). Harrison's still an asshole. Was Olivia wrong for eavesdropping on Fitz and Mellie's conversation? And finally any words for Charlie?
Next chapter will be the trip to Tampa, any predictions?
Until next time! x