Trust Issues
Chase
Olivia's POV:
I turned around to a pair of blue eyes that seemed almost familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. His eyebrows furrowed at me. His eyes intently scanned my face.
"Hey, do you remember me, Olivia?" He said with an American accent.
His accent with my name sent chills through my body. I've been used to my name said in a British accent for so long.
"Chase?" I questioned.
"Yeah. I'm glad you've remembered me. It's been so long. How are you?" He questioned me happily.
"I'm good, how are you?" I asked slowly thinking why he was here, in Cheshire.
"I'm doing good as well. Would you care to sit?" He said gesturing me to the table.
I thought why not. I had nobody to go home to. I would just sit at home and think about Harry and finish a whole carton of ice cream. We talked about everything.
"So, what brings you out here?" He questioned.
"I-I live with my boyfriend." I said careful of his reaction.
His eyes dimmed with happiness.
"Oh, who's the lucky fella?" He asked drinking his coffee.
"Harry styles." I said.
His eyes widen.
"You mean Harry styles from one direction." He said shocked.
I nodded. He sat there looking at me with disbelief.
"I have pictures if you want to see." I said reaching for my phone.
"No, no. I believe you." He said laughing and slightly touching my hand.
He removed it quickly before things got awkward.
"He's just really lucky to have you." He said not looking me in the eye.
I blushed slightly.
"What about you? No wife, girlfriend?" I asked him changing the subject.
"Uhh.. no. I just haven't found the right girl yet." He said looking at the table.
I found that rather hard to believe. He was an attractive man, with blue eyes and brown hair. He was also tall and on the muscular side. He could be a model!
"Ohh." I said not expecting to hear that.
"The right girl will come around sooner enough." I said trying to make him feel better.
"Thanks." He said.
"So, not to be rude, but what brings you here?" I said.
"Well, I love coffee, so." He said.
"Not here to Starbucks. Here in the UK, Cheshire." I said sightly laughing.
"Ohhhh." He said laughing obviously knowing what I meant.
"I'm a photographer. I take pictures around the world of models and landscape." He said.
"Wow! That's must be amazing." I said impressed.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that." He said causally, like it was no big deal.
We talked for one more hour before I left.
"It was nice talking to you Olivia." He said.
"Can I have your number so we can hang out sometime." He asked.
I hesitated before I gave him my number.
"Thanks. I'll see you around sometime." He said not taking his eyes off of me.
"Bye." I said waving through the door.
I thought about what just happened. He stared at me with intensive eyes. Watching my every move. Chase was my ex boyfriend. We started to go out in eighth grade until junior year in high school. He cheated on me with his ex girlfriend. I was a mess. He was my first boyfriend. I took notice in his expression when I said Harry was my boyfriend. There was a major change. The happiness in his eyes decayed.
As I was sitting on the couch, thinking about what to do today, my phone vibrated. It was Danielle. I read the message. "Hey! Do you want to get manis and pedis?" I replied yes. Hanging out with Danielle would be good, I could talk to her about Chase.
*At Salon*
"I met up with my ex boyfriend at Starbucks today." I blurted out.
Her head turned towards me quick.
"Tell me everything." She said putting emphasis on "everything".
I told her about the way he was staring at me and the way he dimmed down when I told him Harry was my boyfriend. And how he said Harry was very lucky to have me.
"It seems like he was kind of flirting with you." She said.
My eyes widen.
"No, he was just being very friendly and nice." I said.
She shook her head no.
"Don't you know when a boy is flirting with you?!" She said.
I shook my head in disagreement. I hope Chase wouldn't flirt with me, knowing Harry was my boyfriend.
I turned around to a pair of blue eyes that seemed almost familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. His eyebrows furrowed at me. His eyes intently scanned my face.
"Hey, do you remember me, Olivia?" He said with an American accent.
His accent with my name sent chills through my body. I've been used to my name said in a British accent for so long.
"Chase?" I questioned.
"Yeah. I'm glad you've remembered me. It's been so long. How are you?" He questioned me happily.
"I'm good, how are you?" I asked slowly thinking why he was here, in Cheshire.
"I'm doing good as well. Would you care to sit?" He said gesturing me to the table.
I thought why not. I had nobody to go home to. I would just sit at home and think about Harry and finish a whole carton of ice cream. We talked about everything.
"So, what brings you out here?" He questioned.
"I-I live with my boyfriend." I said careful of his reaction.
His eyes dimmed with happiness.
"Oh, who's the lucky fella?" He asked drinking his coffee.
"Harry styles." I said.
His eyes widen.
"You mean Harry styles from one direction." He said shocked.
I nodded. He sat there looking at me with disbelief.
"I have pictures if you want to see." I said reaching for my phone.
"No, no. I believe you." He said laughing and slightly touching my hand.
He removed it quickly before things got awkward.
"He's just really lucky to have you." He said not looking me in the eye.
I blushed slightly.
"What about you? No wife, girlfriend?" I asked him changing the subject.
"Uhh.. no. I just haven't found the right girl yet." He said looking at the table.
I found that rather hard to believe. He was an attractive man, with blue eyes and brown hair. He was also tall and on the muscular side. He could be a model!
"Ohh." I said not expecting to hear that.
"The right girl will come around sooner enough." I said trying to make him feel better.
"Thanks." He said.
"So, not to be rude, but what brings you here?" I said.
"Well, I love coffee, so." He said.
"Not here to Starbucks. Here in the UK, Cheshire." I said sightly laughing.
"Ohhhh." He said laughing obviously knowing what I meant.
"I'm a photographer. I take pictures around the world of models and landscape." He said.
"Wow! That's must be amazing." I said impressed.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that." He said causally, like it was no big deal.
We talked for one more hour before I left.
"It was nice talking to you Olivia." He said.
"Can I have your number so we can hang out sometime." He asked.
I hesitated before I gave him my number.
"Thanks. I'll see you around sometime." He said not taking his eyes off of me.
"Bye." I said waving through the door.
I thought about what just happened. He stared at me with intensive eyes. Watching my every move. Chase was my ex boyfriend. We started to go out in eighth grade until junior year in high school. He cheated on me with his ex girlfriend. I was a mess. He was my first boyfriend. I took notice in his expression when I said Harry was my boyfriend. There was a major change. The happiness in his eyes decayed.
As I was sitting on the couch, thinking about what to do today, my phone vibrated. It was Danielle. I read the message. "Hey! Do you want to get manis and pedis?" I replied yes. Hanging out with Danielle would be good, I could talk to her about Chase.
*At Salon*
"I met up with my ex boyfriend at Starbucks today." I blurted out.
Her head turned towards me quick.
"Tell me everything." She said putting emphasis on "everything".
I told her about the way he was staring at me and the way he dimmed down when I told him Harry was my boyfriend. And how he said Harry was very lucky to have me.
"It seems like he was kind of flirting with you." She said.
My eyes widen.
"No, he was just being very friendly and nice." I said.
She shook her head no.
"Don't you know when a boy is flirting with you?!" She said.
I shook my head in disagreement. I hope Chase wouldn't flirt with me, knowing Harry was my boyfriend.
2/20/13