*Flashback to eighth grade*
The cute boy that sat behind me in english had tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to look at him. "Yes?"
"Hey, Olivia right?" I nodded at him. "Could I possibly borrow a pencil, I forgot mine?" I pulled one out of my bag and handed it to him noticing he was hiding a pencil on his lap. I smiled at him and turned back around.
*End of flashback*
Today sitting in senior english, he did it again. I blushed at him when he told me I look beautiful. I tried to drop hints that I was into him for a week. It apparently wasn't working. But it started to seem like he was into me. The bell rang. Normally we don't speak to each other outside of class, but he started it.
"Hey, can we hang out this week during finals?" He asked.
I looked down towards the floor blushing, " I would like that, yes, we can."
The week went by, and things progressed between us. We snuck a few kisses here and there, trying to keep things a secret for the time being.
Sunday, May 22, 2016 12:36 am.
I rolled over to his gorgeous eyes looking into mine. "Olivia Carter, I have a question for you."
"And what might that be Liam?" I asked.
"Will you be mine?" You couldn't tell in the darkness of the room, but I blushed.
"Oh Liam, You didn't have to ask, of course I will be yours." He kissed me on the lips, a little more passionately then ever before. Shortly after we had fallen asleep.
The light was peering through the window. My eyes fluttered open. I rolled over towards Liam, wrapping my arms around him. "Good morning princess." I giggled a little. And buried my face into his chest. I couldn't stay long but I wanted to enjoy the little time I had.