Why Is He Crying?

Olive's P.O.V.

Cat and I finished making breakfast, and brought it out to the dining room. I felt the awkward tension between Lucas and Ian as I entered. I was hoping they'd hit it off, but it seems to be taking longer for them to get along than I would like. Lucas met my eyes with a smile, causing my heart to flutter. He pulled a chair out for me and I sat happily. Lucas waited until I made my plate before making his own. He was being more than courteous. Breakfast was awkward at first, but once Donald entered it became a big social event.

He helped make Lucas feel welcome and ease the tension around us. I was thankful he was here. We all sat around taking and laughing with empty plates in front of us for a while. I felt so extremely lucky at the moment until the bacon grease hit me and I had to bolt for the bathroom. I felt Lucas and Ian chasing after me in concern.

There goes my delicious breakfast.

I felt Lucas hold my hair and rub my back again. I hated that he was seeing all