Our Little Secret (15+)

**"I went over to her, pulling her arm and going into the prop room. "HEY! DID I SAY YOU COULD TOUCH ME?" she screamed. "Why do you hate me so much?" I say coldly.Her eyes widen and she looks at her feet at a loss for worse. "Is there even a reason?" I say softly. She looks up into my eyes. "Harry I-" she stopped with her mouth open, not knowing what to say. I laugh to myself. "We used to be so close." I touched her cheek and she surprisingly leaned into it, her eyes closed. "Sometimes a little too close." I smile.She opens her eyes and pushes my hand away. She shakes her head no. "Why Olivia? Because at the moment I don't know the reason why I hate you." I said getting out of the prop room. Did I just say that to her? I stop and think about going back. I can't I already said it, but it wasn't true. I don't hate her. I like her. A lot"**

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13. Chapter 11

Olivia's P.O.V

"You don't want to know Olivia." he says. "Well I do." I say. He closes his eyes and sighs, "Fine." he sits down in his seat. "It was 2 years ago at a party. I was with this girl I really liked. Her name was Emily. We were dancing and I still haven't gave drinking a try. Not a single drop. We weren't drunk, but I did tell Harry that I had strong feelings for her." he gulped. "She was beautiful. Long black hair and blue eyes." he smiled. "At the end of the night I went to go see where she was, and when I couldn't find her I went looking for Harry. I found him with Emily sucking each others faces. When you told me you liked Harry, I didn't want him to steal another girl I care about. So I told you to stay away from him."

I put my hand on his shoulder "Niall, I didn't know." "And after all this time you still feel something for him? I thought they would go away. You obviously can't help yourself." he spat at me, getting up. "You're talking to me like I'm nothing. I made a mistake!" I say. He stares at me for a while. his face frozen with anger. "Let's not make a habit of it." he says walking out  of the room.

I go up to my room and collapse onto my bed. I get up on my elbows and look around my room. Look at the various pictures on the walls, painting that hung loosely. I open the doors to my walk in closet and go to a bunch of piled up clothes. I pull out the guitar case and close my closet door. I pull out the dusty old guitar and the old green pick. I tap the pick against the body of the guitar. I start strumming Demi Lovatos "Heart Attack"

Never put my love out on the line
Never said yes to the right guy
Never had trouble getting what I want
But when it comes to you, I’m never good enough

When I don’t care
I can play ‘em like a Ken doll
Won’t wash my hair
Then make 'em bounce like a basketball

But you make me wanna act like a girl
Paint my nails and wear high heels
Yes, you make me so nervous
And I just can’t hold your hand

You make me glow, but I cover up
Won’t let it show, so I’m

Puttin’ my defenses up
'Cause I don’t wanna fall in love
If I ever did that

I think I’d have a heart attack

I take a deep breath in and put the pick and guitar back in the case. Usually playing would make me feel a little better. I guess not now. I feel tears begin to swell up. I open the doors to my closet and find my mum in my room. "There you are!" she says with a smile. She sees the distress on my face and says, "What happened?" I can't hold them in anymore. I run crying into my mums arms. She strokes my back and shushes as I weep into her. "It's going to be okay." she says smoothly. I pull away and realize how stupid I am acting. I wipe the tears from my eyes and say, "It's nothing really." she looks at me funny, "Are you sure?" I nod and smile at her, "I'm fine." She sighs and walks out unconvinced.

I lay down on my stomach, onto my bed and grab my phone. I got some texts from Lauren.

From Lauren: Joselyn went way over board last night and ended up passing out at my house. I can't go out until she wakes up so I guess we can't hang today

I sighed, disappointed again. I hoping to have some girl time. Then I got an idea. Liam! I can actually talk to him.

From Olivia: Hey Liam. Hope Louis wasn't any trouble last night. I have to talk to you. URGENT!

It didn't take long for him to answer back.

From Liam: Okay is everything okay?

From Olivia: Not really.

From Liam: Meet me at Starbucks in about a half hour.

From Olivia: Ok

I locked my phone and put on some skinny jeans and a big sweater. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and threw on  some sperry's.

I was ready to go in about 15 minutes so I just thought I get a move on. I got in my car and it took about 5 minutes to get to Starbucks. I started to think about how Harry kissed me and how Louis kissed me. There was no comparison. Harry's was so much more than Louis'.

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