FOOLISHLY IN LOVE WITH YOU

𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 [𝟏𝟓]

- Name one thing you don't like about authors?

Taking a bath in this washroom I find myself relaxing and actually calming from all the stress

I texted Mom about me staying for a while at 'friends home' if I told her about the 'friend' is my CEO I am inviting her to kick my ass

My damp hair fall on my shoulder as I walk down the stairs finding Oliver sitting by the couch watching the large tv that covered the wall

He was watching 'Games Of Thrones', ah one of my favs

"Hey" I say quietly walking and sitting beside him but a little far I was already embarrassed by me holding his hands like it was nothing

He turned towards me I noticed he had changed and for the first time in my life I saw him in his black sweatpants and black fitted tshirt his hair tousled and his hair was also slightly damp like mine explaining he had shower earlier

"Hi how are you feeling?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and then his eyes roam down my body as I was wearing his loose tshirt and trousers

His clothes were really loose and I kinda liked it but pink tinted my cheeks when I notice him checking me out

"Better.. a lot better Thank you" I genuinely smile

He smiled light dimple appearing on his cheek, he slightly shake his head

"You would like to eat anything?" He takes out his phone from his sweat pants

"No I am not in the mood"

"You sure? How about pizza?" He bites his lips his eyes fixed on my face as he asks

"I am actually avoiding pizzas and all because I really gain weight so fast"

He listened patiently nodding his head then turning towards tv "How about if I cook something?"

My eyes widened
He cooks?
What?

"Sorry? You cook!?" Shock expressing all over my face and my voice

He glances at me a soft smile on his face as he raises his eyebrows not saying anything

Smash smash smash smash-
Shut the fuck up intrusive thoughts

He gets up from the couch as he looks down at me for once then turn walking towards the kitchen, I stood up right after him and followed him like a lost puppy

Entering the kitchen I see him opening the fridge "I am thinking grilled chicken with some tomato pasta, will it be good?" He turns his head back looking at me

"If you don't poison it" I say

He chuckles in his breathe as he closes the fridge and come to stand in front of me

something swirling in his eyes as he looks down at me "Believe me I'd poison my own food than to do any harm to you" he winks and walks towards the stove leaving me stunned

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We sat down on the dining as the food infront of me was making drool come out of my mouth

Taking a bite I closed my eyes moaning a little for how good the food was

Opening my eyes I saw oliver adjusting his seat and clear his throat "You like it?" He raises his eyebrows

"So good! You should actually
think of opening a restaurant believe me"

He licks his lips biting back a smile as he doesn't say anything

After finishing the food I helped him clean up the plates and now we were again seated on his sofa watching the series, however oliver was typing something on his phone