Olive's P.O.V. The question hung in the air for several minutes. I knew I needed to say something, but all coherent thoughts escaped me. My mind raced as it thought of what my answer should be. I love him, and he loves me. We laid ourselves bare for one another after his accident, but we've only been together about a month. That's too short a time to move in together isn't it? Yet, somehow I just wanted to blurt out yes. I mean we stay together every night anyway. What's the difference? "No," I started, and the hurt on his face killed me. "Move in with me instead. I don't want to lose my mom's flat as my home. Live here with me, where she wanted me to be." The joy that rekindled in his eyes made my heart swell. He propped himself on his elbows over me again, kissing me so deeply that he stole my breath away. He smiled down at me, a smile I had yet to see before. The happiness radiated off of us in waves. I know everyone will say it's way too early, but it feels right. We love each o
Olive's P.O.V."Are you sure you're okay?" Lucas asked from the other side of the bathroom door."I'm fine, go away. I don't want you to hear me puke," I said with my head hanging over the toilet.I woke up feeling very nauseous this morning. I attribute it to the hot dog I ordered yesterday. Never order the hot dog. I know that."Rose, let me in. I don't care about that," Lucas begged from behind the locked door."No way, it's disgus-" my sentence was cut short by my vomit.The nausea faded lightly after I had spilled the contents of my stomach into the toilet. I flushed, rinsing my mouth out in the sink before brushing my teeth. I opened the door to find a very worried Lucas."I'm fine. It's probably just that hot dog I ate.""Lay back down. I'm taking care of you today," he commanded, making me smile lightly.I loved it when he took care of me. I did as he said, because being in bed sounded nice, especially with this nausea. Lucas brought me crackers, ginger ale, and water. He had
Lucas' P.O.V. Rose was in class right now with plans to eat lunch with Hailey later. I'm taking this time to read her journals, and then hang out with Leo. Work is taken care of, having stayed up late to get it done. I hated wasting time with Rose, so I have started to work at night while she sleeps. I'm awake then anyway. I decided to read inside the small cafe on campus that Rose took me to one morning. This use to be my favorite spot to get work done when I was attending here. The smell of coffee is soothing and has always helped me to focus better. I opened up Rose's journal almost to the end of her sophomore year now. It seemed with Ian around she was able to handle high school better. She was still picked on, or messed with, but Ian was always by her side to comfort her or defend her. I do think that Rose's first love is not her ex Julius, but this Ian guy instead. I hate to admit it, but I am a bit jealous of Ian. He was able to rescue her back then. I wish I could have. I w
Olive's P.O.V. Lunch with Hailey went great. I was scared to tell her that Lucas had moved in with me over the weekend, but I was stupid to be. She was so happy for me, she yelled so loud in excitement that everyone turned to look at us like we were crazy. We spoke about it for a little while and by the end of it Hailey had washed away all my doubts and insecurities about it being so soon. This is why Hailey is the absolute best. She never judges, just advises. Class felt like it was dragging on, maybe because it was the last one of the day, and I know Lucas will be waiting for me. I missed him terribly already even though we just saw each other this morning. There's a moment when a person just becomes your entire life, and I feel like I've had that moment already. Lucas is everything I think about, all the time, at every moment. He's everything to me. "Don't forget to work on your projects now so you won't be trying to finish them over Thanksgiving break." Professor Devarti advised
Lucas' P.O.V. Cooking with Rose was lots of fun, but the clean up was even better. I seemed to be unable to contain myself around her as I leaned her over the counter after we cleaned up and slammed into her again. She didn't seem to mind through her moans of pleasure, allowing me to cum inside her this time. When she turned to face me she looked so in love that my heart almost stopped. Her beautiful icy blue eyes captivated me like no other. It's hard to describe the warm joy that she makes me feel by just looking at her. I love this woman too much for my own good. She could destroy me if she wanted to, but I know she won't. She's my Rose and I had finally climbed past her thorns and to the center of her soft petals. "I love you, Olive, so very much." I wanted her to hear the sincerity in my voice as I said. Notice the seriousness and the joy in which I told her. I only ever used her real name when I wanted her to know how serious I was being. She looked up at me past those long l
Lucas' P.O.V."This is it!" Rose said, practically jumping in her seat.We pulled into another abandoned warehouse and I began to wonder how Davis found these places. Obviously, this must be highly illegal by the way they switch places and have guards, but yet I don't feel like some criminal. This is something Rose loves and I love watching her do it."You ready?""So ready!" She yelled, before covering her mouth with wide eyes. "Sorry, I'm just really excited.""Don't be sorry. I love it." I leaned forward kissing her soft lips tenderly. "Let's go win!" I raised my eyebrows at her, making her smile and nod.We headed in, running into Carter outside the door."Twinkle Toes! Wasn't sure if we would be seeing you or not. Glad to know you chose to stay." He hugged her tightly."Careful not to kill me," she heaved as he squished her."Oh, my bad. I forget how delicate you are despite your badass fighting skills." He smiled. Carter seemed to have the warmest smile of all, only making him b
Olive's P.O.V. "You look too good to go out." Lucas whispered in my ear by our front door. "Whatever, says the one who's too hot for his own good." I rolled my eyes at him. We were heading out to meet Leo, Lisa and Rachel –who had come into town again. We decided to try the new nightclub that just opened up. It's supposed to be hard to get in to but Lucas and Leo's money made that an easy problem to solve apparently. "Are you going to dance with me all night, Rose?" He asked me as we headed to the car. "Maybe or maybe I'll dance with Lisa or Rachel too." I winked at him, teasing him in my own way. "Fine then when you dance with them I'll dance with Leo. It'll be too hot for you to resist and you'll come begging me to dance." He joked. "Oh, I'd actually really like to see that." I laughed, wondering if Leo would ever agree to that. Probably not. "Consider it done then." He winked at me again before pulling out of our parking spot. The air was cold with winter rolling in. I won
Olive's P.O.V. I don't understand what compels a man to hit a woman. Is it the fact that they like to prey on the weak? Do they get pleasure from it? Is there no real remorse? "I'm here for Lisa," I told the man sternly, wiping that smile off his face completely. "She's not here." He crossed his arms, noticing the guys around me now. "I know she's not. I'm here to deliver a message from her to you. Or really from me to you." I punched him right in the throat, making him step back into the apartment, allowing us to enter. Carter closed the door behind him, locking it to the man's horror. The guy here his neck as he coughed profusely. He looked at me furiously as he pulled his fist back. I avoided his obvious punch, returning one of my own to his diaphragm. He let out of breath with groan. I beat the shit out of him, punching him, kicking him in the groin. "If you so much even look at Lisa again, I'll let these two handle you next time. Maybe you'll realize not all women are punchi