My Ocean

Chapter 24

Chapter 24
Olivia's POV

We park our cars on my driveway and enter the house. My mom and Nick were in the living room, "hey mom," I say and kiss her cheek before giving Nick a smile, "hey sweetheart, how was your day?" She asks,

"Not bad. Oh by the way, Peter's here," he ways in and shyly smiles at them, "oh hi Peter!" My mom exclaims before pulling him into a hug, startling him. "Hey ma'am," he looks back at Nick, "sir,"

"Oh come one Peter, it's Sandy and Nick," my mom says, "what do you guys want for dinner? Chinese, Indian, Arabian? Maybe some burger, grilled chicken, tell me," she asks,

"Actually mother, Peter is cooking" I say and smirk at him while he looks at me wide eyed, "oh wow I do not mind that at all, but are you sure Peter?" Mom asks,

"Yeah ma'a- I mean Sandy, I can cook, only if Liv here helps me," it was my turn to glare at him,

"She sure will," Nick says,

"Fantastic!" Peter says and smirks at me. "Alright you two have fun, call us when dinner's ready," Nick says and he disappears with my mom.

"You dickhead!" I whine,

"I've been called worse," he says and chuckles. We both walk into the kitchen and put our aprons on. I tie my hair up in a ponytail and wash my hands. "So, what we cooking?" I ask,

"How about we grill some chicken, slice some veggies and make shawarma for everyone?" He asks,

"Sounds good, lets cook!"

I wash the vegetables while Peter cleans the chicken. I cut the tomatoes, lettuce and pickles before handing them to him, "here peanut, veggies are ready,"

"Since when did I become peanut from Peter?" He asks with a smile,

That stupid smile of his is so cute!

"Since like right now, why you don't like peanut? How about Petey, or lil P, or Petah, or Pedro?"

"I'm good with Peanut, Olive,"

"Since when did I become Olive from Olivia?"

"Since like right now, why you don't like Olive? How about Li Li, or liver, or Olive Garden, or Livie?"

"I'm good with Olive, peanut," I say and we both chuckle. I prepare the grill for the chicken while he marinates it. I get the bread, khubus, for the shawarma and keep it aside. He cuts the chicken and puts in the grill and we wait.

"Alright let's bake some cookies," I say and he nods. I prepare the ingredients and place them on the counter before helping him. I separate the dry ingredients and wet ingredients. He mixes the dry ingredients and I do the same. I crack and egg on the counter and pour it in the bowl. Peter gasps and says, "gosh Olive that's not how you do it," he picks up and egg, cracks it on the bowl and separates the shell with one hand skillfully, "that's how you do it," he says and smirks,

"Oh there's actually one more way of doing it," I say and crack and egg on his head before laughing. He gasps and looks at me like I've murdered his dog. He picks up the bag of flour and dumps it all on my head, "you dick what have you done!" He starts laughing and I glare at him. He sticks out his tongue at me and runs out the backdoor. I start screaming at him and chasing him. The sprinklers soon turn on and it just makes it harder to run. He slips and I start laughing at him, "karma is a bitch huh!" I scream. He gets up in no time and picks me over his shoulder. At this point we're both screaming at each other, me asking him to put me down and him saying I deserve this.

Just as we enter the kitchen, "what the hell is going on?" My mom asks. She gasps when she sees the condition of the kitchen, flour and egg shells scattered all over. "What the- woah," Nick says behind her,

"Y'all just had a cliche food slash water fight huh?" Mom asks and we look at her innocently,

"And why is she on your shoulder?" Nick asks and Peter puts me down and scratches his neck shyly.

"I umm, it was his fault!" I exclaim,

"What? Such a coward, blaming it on me!" Peter retorts,

"You guys are such-what is that smell?" Mom asks,

"Chicken!" Peter and I say in unison. I rush towards the grill and open it to see burnt chicken. Everyone starts coughing as the smokes comes out. "Gosh one job you guys," Nick says as he starts cleaning up,

"Go have a shower you two," my mom adds as she helps Nick.

Peter and I both start walking upstairs. We both look at each other and start laughing. I show him the guest room and goes away to freshen up and I do the same. I look towards him and smile before entering my room.

Stupid cute Peanut

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