Chapter fifty-two

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I clear my throat because my voice sounded squeaky.

"No." I shyly reply immediately. Then gauge his reaction he looks to the side quickly.

"Good. It won't happen again."

I sigh a long exaggerated sigh, sort of expecting this conversation. I can't have nice things with him.

"Then why did you stay?"

I look at him until he's forced to lock eyes with me. And his eyes tell me everything his words never could.

"Don't tell me that you were actually concerned that I was too drunk and would regret it as soon as I woke up when you wouldn't care if I did."

"Think whatever you want. I'm out." he scoffed and turned."And Olivia," he husked softly looking to the side.

I hate myself for wanting to listen to his voice saying my name like that, anticipating with nervous shaking hands for his next words..

"You may be irresistable but if you ever do that again I'll lock you in this room and spank your ass." he grumbled I gasped before he left, closing the door.

Shortly after with a huff I fell back on my pillow that smelled like him.

A part of me is glad that this didn't turn into an argument, though I really thought he would finally see that he can't stay away from me. But he is so much stronger than me, because he is capable of being alone, yet I'm a hundred percent sure that he suffers from it. No one as cold and lonely as him could be happy or content. And I'm quite sure no one can be as cold as he is. I already knew it will take him some time to accept this between us, he can't jump back right to it, I kind of understand him.

My mind drifts back to how yesterday went, the gentle touches we shared, his face during that time, his body that fit with mine, how breathtaking he looked sleeping like he was shielding me when he wrapped his arms around me as I raked my fingers through his hair..

I don't feel sad because I'm going to be patient and let things go the way they are meant to.

With that thought in my mind I quickly pull up a pair of blue tight jeans, keeping Zayn's flannel on and make my way down stairs, where Alice had out done herself with the breakfast.

There's bagels and toast, some berry jam, the fritters, regular scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns. All of that, but there's even a salad, a variety of fruit flavored french toasts, a giant bowl of fresh plain yogurt, lots of fruit, orange juice, coffee and even wine. This is a ton of food for just a regular breakfast but I'm glad since my stomach is growling.

"You want to get us drunk at this hour?" Harry mocked Alice when he saw the big dinning table full with food and the wine. He leaned his elbows on the dinning table, eyes puffy, Louis is near him head on his arms shielding himself from us because he's half asleep.

"Shut up, you love it. And you all will inhale this in seconds." she mocked back with a smirk."Liv we have to get ready for a dinner tonight after breakfast." she informed gleefully when I sat next to her already scarfing down the food.

"That early?" I muse softly.

"Yeah, the place is far so the ride will be long."

I hum.

Zayn, Liam and Niall walk in and sit too.

I didn't think he would but Zayn's gaze darts occasionally to me, then to the flannel.

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We got ready wearing simple floral dresses, natural make up then walk together down the stairs where the gang was waiting for us patiently, all wearing black suits, hair styled.

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