What's your story?

~Olivia was happy in Australia but her Dad's job means she has to be torn away from her last year of school and thrown into the different world. Will she make friends? What about the boy with blue eyes? Find out in 'What's your story?' Short story, to be written in 8 parts~


8. Chapter Eight-The end

>>>>>2 weeks later<<<<<

>>>Charlie's POV<<<

The weeks flashed by, lesson after lesson. Break and lunch with Olivia, Molly and Leondre. I'm in period five, Friday, Numeracy with Ms  I find myself buzzing with excitement at the though that soon I'll be on the bus with Olivia. As soon as the bell rings I'm shoving my stuff into my bag and racing towards the entrance to reception. This is where we meet, every day. Olivia and I. Usually Leondre is here too but he has detention tonight for speaking in class. Not surprised. I lean against the wall for a few minutes until Olivia appears through the crowd of people. Tonight is the night when I take Olivia for a walk to the park. I want to spend time with her, but away from people. In our own little world. She smiles as she sees me and we climb onto the bus together. Squeezing into the window seat I let Olivia sit near the aisle. When we reach the bus stop we get off and Olivia says "okay, I'll text yo-" but I cut her off. "Would you like to go for a walk with me?" I ask nervously. She seems to hesitate for a minute before answering "I'd love too" My heart stops pounding and a cheesy grin takes over my face. "Can I go and change first?" she asks sweetly, "of course princess" I say teasingly. She chuckles and we stop outside her house. It makes me think of our first walk together. When I asked for her number. We walk up to the door and we walk inside. She leads me up the stairs and into her room. She tells me to sit on the bed and pulls out some clothes and walks through a door that I assume leads to a bathroom. After a minute she's walks back in. She's wearing some pale denim jeans, a plaid shirt and black loafers. Her long hair is tied up in a ponytail and she shoves her phone in her pocket. "ready?" I ask. She smiles and replies "yeah" before leading me back down the stairs and locking the front door.

We're about to duck under the limbs of the willow when I feel a burning sensation at the pit of my stomach. I keep staring at Olivia, her thick long eyelashes, her hair, tempting me to run my fingers through it. I grab her hand and lead her over to the tree. Leaning my back against the tree I try to relax. I stare out at the lake but the burning in my stomach won't stop. I turn to stare at Olivia's beautiful face. After a second she turns to look at me and our eyes meet. It's at this moment that I lose control. I've had enough of holding back, I can't do it anymore. My hands cradle her beautiful face and the fire within me burns a little brighter. Leaning in I feel a warm shiver run down my spine and have to hold back a moan. 

>>>Olivia's POV<<<

His hands cupping my cheeks are soft, gentle and comforting. As soon as his skin touches mine I feel a shiver slide through my body and the fire is suddenly burning in the pit of my stomach. He leans towards me and I can't wait any longer. I close the gap between us and our lips touch. The reaction is immediate, my mind blurs and there's no one but us, we're the only people in the world. My hands fly to his neck, pulling him closer. I need to be closer. I feel has hands fly down my shoulders and roam along my sides. My own hands are moving of their own accord. They slip from his neck and brush his collar bone which causes him to moan. This drives me crazy and I quickly move down to his chest. He's solid and smooth beneath me and I can't get enough. I tug at his shirt needing to be closer, closer to him. His fingers dip lower and are suddenly under the hem of my shirt. I realise I'm curled against his side and know how I can get closer. I kick my leg over his, so I'm sitting on his lap. His lips break away from mine and he leans back against the tree. His hands rest on my waist and I lean forward. Resting my head against his chest. As the fire burns on I can't help but realise it hasn't been quenched by the recent turn of events, but burns harder and I don't want to stop. I can't.

>>>Charlie's POV<<<

After a moment of resting my breathing returns to normal, the burning in my stomach won't settle. In fact it's worse. Olivia's head resting on my chest makes my heart speed and she must notice because I feel her chuckle and see her smirking. "Oh that's funny is it?" I know how to tease her. I lower my gaze to her collar bone and make a beeline for it. As soon as my lips are there she let's out a low moan and arches her back. I kiss hard and bite gently. Then suddenly pull away. Her eyes shoot open and she stares at me. She smirks again before pulling her hands towards my chest and pushing. hard. Hard enough to make me slide down the bark until she's sitting on my chest. She suddenly leans down and kisses me on the lips, I quickly react but she pulls away before I can. The next time I'm prepared and as I kiss back I slip my hands back to her waist and hold her there, at first she resists but after a few seconds she just places her hands in my hair and tugs gently. This makes the fire burn more and I quickly lower my lips to her neck once again, her hands freeze in their tracks. I bite gently and she seems to collapse into my arms. Her knees buckle and she's lying on me. Her breathing ragged I roll her over to lie facing me and gently say "that was something"


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