Excuse the short chapter but it's better than nothing right?
Fitz woke up to her stirring in his arms, the harsh and bright sun stung his eyes. "Fuck.", he mumbled sitting up right, realizing not only did he spend the night, but they had actually ended up spooning. Fitzgerald Grant had just spent the entire night cuddling Olivia Pope.
"What time is it?", Olivia asked with a voice full of sleep as she rubbed her sleepy eyes.
"7:30." He told her looking at his phone. "I can't believe I passed out."
Olivia gulped. So he wasn't going to mention that the fact that less than a minute around he had his boner to her ass. "Yeah me either... I guess we were both really tired huh?"
"Yeah." Fitz nodded clearing his throat. "Tired." Neither of them believed a word being said, however neither wanted to initiate a conversation which could quickly turn awkward. The situation was tricky and messy, and it seemed the more time they spent together the more blurred the lines became.
"How did you sleep?", Olivia asked him softly, wanting to make light of the tense and uncertain atmosphere. A small part of her was happy that once he came to and realized where he was, that he didn't just bail on her and leave. It meant something that he stayed to talk, it meant a lot to her.
"I had the most bizarre and fucked up dream. I got into a physical fight, with two guys I've never seen before, a hispanic and a white guy." Fitz chuckled at how vivid his dream was. "It was just weird."
"That is weird."
He was uncomfortable, not having cuddled and slept with her, but having morning wood knowing it was partially due to her shorts which now riding up. "Did you sleep okay?", he asked awkwardly.
"Yeah, except for your snoring." Olivia teased sitting up. She could tell he felt slightly uneasy and she wanted to do everything in her power to make sure things were back to being light and friendly. Olivia couldn't bare the thought of them losing whatever relationship they had— he was only sanity that house provided. He was her solace.
"Shut up I do not snore!" He laughed pushing her back down onto her bed. "You snore I already told you that."
"Yeah well you talk in your sleep." Olivia giggled, propping her head up on her elbows. She smiled at him and the chuckle he gave her back told Olivia all awkwardness and uneasiness was now gone. "I can't believe you slept in that.", she said referring to his blue dress shirt.
"Yeah and you still have your mask on."
"FUCK!" Olivia practically flew off the bed and raced into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. She could hear him laughing hysterically as she practically had to peel the rock hard mask from her face. After nearly scrubbing her skin raw and tons of hot water, Olivia managed to get the face mask off. She let out a large sigh of relief, stepping out of the bathroom only to see Fitz putting on his shoes.
"I need to go.", he told her with a weak smile. She nodded in response and watched silently as he grabbed his belongings and left her room without a trace.
Olivia, Stephen and Harrison waited in the lobby for him after checking out. Harrison was beyond antsy, wanting to get home and get a proper nights sleep.
"Where the hell is he?" Harrison snapped to no one in particular. Harrison had had a wild night and barely managed any sleep, he was desperate to get home.
"Will you just relax Harrison?" Olivia sighed, twisting her hair around her finger. "He'll be here.", and a few moments later there he was.
Fitz stepped out of the elevator in a fitted black t-shirt which clung to his arms, a pair of green army shorts ending at his knees and a pair of brown flip flops. Olivia had to look away briefly as she could feel herself getting hot again. What had changed so dramatically? She'd always found Fitz to be attractive, but now it was if she couldn't think nor look at him without her nipples hardening or an ache between her thighs.
"Ready to go?" He asked all of them with his suitcase strolling behind him.
"Where the hell did you get off to last night?" Harrison demanded. After the dinner Fitz practically abandoned the group, leaving Harrison, Stephen, Fiona, Carla and Amy alone. Although Amy didn't join them at the club as she stated she had an early morning doctor's appointment.
"It's pretty obvious." Stephen said and Fitz could feel himself getting nervous. "He banged that Amy chick's brains out, doctor's appointment my ass."
Harrison smiled widely, "did you actually?! It's about damn time you got some!"
Fitz nodded weakly, lying through his teeth. "Yeah I did.", he muttered, knowing he obviously couldn't reveal his true whereabouts from last night.
"ATTA BOY!" Harrison jumped up from the couch to give Fitz a large pat on the back. "We'll talk when we get home. Let's go."
Olivia trailed silently behind the group, watching as Harrison and Stephen flung their luggage in, before zooming off in the ferrari. Fitz helped her with her small suitcase, and the two of them got in the car before driving away.
It was awkward, extremely awkward. She hoped it wasn't going to be, but from the moment the car door shut, it was dreadfully uncomfortable. A part of Olivia thought it actually might have been more easy going in Harrison's car for a change.
"Why did you lie?", she asked with choky voice, brave enough to speak up after 10 plus minutes of silence.
"What do you mean?"
"You told Harrison you fucked that Amy girl last night. Why did you lie?", she asked him curiously. If their relationship was so platonic, why would Fitz feel the need to lie? That could only mean that perhaps the feelings were in fact mutual which caused Olivia to feel warm and fuzzy inside. She could no longer deny it anymore, Olivia Pope had feelings for her brother's best friend.
"I couldn't exactly tell Harrison I spent the night spooning his baby sister now could I?", he spat out more harshly than intended. When he saw on her face that he'd visibly offended her, he immediately retreated. "I'm sorry.", he said honestly. "It's just... I'm upset with myself I guess. I don't know why I just didn't go to my room."
"You were tired.", she said softly trying to give him a valid excuse, despite the fact it nearly killed her to say it.
"I guess so.", Fitz replied and they drifted off again into an eery silence.
"I'm not his baby sister you know." Olivia told him adamantly. "I'm not 13 years old."
"I know."
"I'm 18, I'm going to university in a couple of months. I'm an adult."
"I know." He said with his signature lopsided grin. Olivia visibly relaxed, his smile instantly putting her at ease and off the defensive mode. "I didn't mean baby sister like that, in terms of you being a child. I just meant that in his eyes, you're his baby sister."
"Is that how you see me?", she asked him bluntly. Olivia was curious as to how he viewed her, how he viewed their relationship. She hoped with all her might he didn't just see her as some dumb, troubled and bratty kid. She wanted— hell Olivia needed him to see her as the mature young woman she was trying to be. She found that around him she was striving to be different, to be better, to be herself.
"I don't know." He answered honestly. Truthfully in this moment, Fitz couldn't tell his left from his right. Last night had left him totally and completely confused and puzzled. "I don't know what to think or say right now... I'm just... Can we talk about this later?"
Olivia nodded, knowing not to push him. "Sure. But you do realize this is the 3rd time you've kept something from Harrison regarding me."
"3rd?!"
"When I drove your car drunk, when you dropped me at that party, and now this." She said with a smirk looking up at him. "3 strikes and you're out."
He chuckled. "First of all I kept those first two from him for your benefit, I was trying to be a friend."
"I know, and you are a friend." Olivia smiled up at him. "But welcome to my team."
"What are you talking about..."
"Simple. You came into the house Team Harrison, but now you're Team Olivia."
Fitz laughed, shaking his head playfully. He looked to Olivia who now had the smugest of smiles on her face. "You're insane you know that. I'm not Team Harrison or Team Olivia. I don't want anything to do with either of you, I'm Team Fitz."
"It's too late.", she teased him, batting her eyelashes playfully. "You've already made the switch. Welcome to the dark side Fitz."
He'd called her 8 times, 8 times since she'd texted Huck that she was back in Sarasota— Charlie had phoned her 8 different times. That didn't sit well with Olivia at all who sat on her bed, staring at her missed calls. Not only was it bizarre and slightly creepy but it was also coming off as a little obsessive.
When he called her a 9th time Olivia decided to shoot him a text to stop it.
Olivia: Hey I'm at the movies, can't talk. What's up?
Charlie: What movie...
Olivia furrowed her brows. No hey or hello, just straight to the point.
Olivia: Captain America
Charlie: Who are you with...
Olivia: My brother.
Olivia didn't know why she felt the need to know lie to him, but her gut told her to.
Charlie: Which theatre?
Olivia: Why?
Charlie: I'm curious and that's not an answer.
Olivia: Sorry the movie's starting and I have to turn off my phone. Bye!
She typed quickly and frantically and before he'd had a chance to barely read the message, she turned off her phone and tossed it on her bed. She was stunned, perhaps Charlie wasn't as nice as he seemed as he was coming off as possessive and overbearing.
Olivia shook it off, trying her best not to give it too much thought. She opened her front door in the destination of Fitz's room, desperate for clarification. She needed to know where they stood and most importantly how he felt. Did he seriously regret staying over? Did he truly view her as Harrison's naivë baby sister?
Olivia gulped, taking a few steps towards his door, only to be distracted by the sound of the door ringing. She waited and waited to see if anyone would get off their lazy asses in order to see who it was. As no one bothered to make an efforts towards the door, Olivia mumbled something underneath her breath and trotted to the door.
Stupidly without looking through the peephole, Olivia swung open the door only to be greeted by a woman she'd never seen before. She was beautiful; blue eyes, thick brown hair with nice smile. The woman wore a pair of black short shorts and low cut v-neck t-shirt.
"Hi.", the woman smiled. "Is Fitz about?"
Olivia looked the woman up and down. At the mention of Fitz's name, she immediately got on the defensive. "Who are you?", Olivia folded her arms and scowled.
The woman let out a sweet chuckle with a smile, "You must be Harrison's baby sister."
Olivia was now irritated as that was the second time today she'd been called a baby, being far from it. "You still haven't answered my question as to who the hell you are."
"I'm sure if you call down Fitz, he'll explain everything."
Olivia didn't know why she did it, she rarely followed other people's instructions. But she allowed her curiosity and raging jealously to take over, as she screamed down for Fitz. A few moments later he emerged from his bedroom and fumbled down the stairs, clearly just being woken up from a nap.
"This had better be good Liv or I swear I'll toss you fully clothed into the pool." He joked, walking through the kitchen and living room to join Olivia at the front door.
His heart stopped, his throat tightened and all the blood began to drain from his face. Within seconds he was paler than a ghost, causing Olivia to worry.
"Don't just stand there!" The woman snapped at him. "Carry my bags in!"
"Mellie what in the fuck are you doing here?!" He managed to growl out.
So things were slightly awkward in the morning but were quickly patched up. Do you think Fitz's dream has any relevance? How do you feel about Fitz lying to Harrison? Did he do the right thing? Will Olivia's neglecting of Charlie bite her in the ass? And lastly Mellie came early... There's a few things that need to be smoothed out before Olitz can get together and she is definitely one of them. How do you think firecracker and loud mouthed Olivia will react to Fitz's ex girlfriend now staying with them?
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