Chapter 38: Interruption

Olivia and I walked through the campus, glancing up at the stars and enjoying the beautiful crisp night air.

I worried Olivia might be cold, but she seemed to enjoy being out of her dorm.
Olivia smiled almost the entire time we were alone. I held her hand, lifting it to my lips and gently kissing it.

She smiled happily up at me.

“Isaac?” She asked suddenly, bringing my attention back to her immediately. “Can we sit for a bit?” She motioned to a stone bench tucked away beneath some trees.

“Sure. Whatever you want.” I offered automatically.

She led me over to the bench and sat down neatly.

I plopped down next to her, and moved closer to her. I looped my arms around her.

She laughed softly, resting her head on my shoulder.

“This is nice. Thank you for doing all this. You’re so sweet.” She mused. “I actually feel better already.” She smiled lightly.

I knew it was forced, she was trying hard.

“Anytime. Anything I can do to make you feel better.” I offered automatically.

“See? That’s what I like about you.” She laughed softly. “You’re this big tough guy who will kick the ass of anyone who even looks at me the wrong way, and beat him to a bloody pulp. But the second I need you or the second I feel out of place, you’re right there with a hug and a warm shoulder for me to cry on.”

I frowned. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying…” She began slowly. “That I think you want people to think you’re this big huge tough guy, with iron fists…. But I know the real you. You’re a big softy. Like a teddy bear.” She finished.

“What?” I laughed “I am not a teddy bear.”

“You are. You’re my big teddy bear.” She smirked.

“Oh, that’s it! I’m so going to kick your ass.” I warned, trying not to sound too menacing.

“You wouldn’t dare.” She rolled her eyes.

“That’s what you think.” I reached out and caught her around the waist, ferociously tickling her.

She shrieked with giggles, frantically trying to scramble out of my reach. She strained to get away from me, but I held her around the waist and managed to pin her down onto the bench. I twisted around with her, moving between her body and the back of the bench. I carefully moved over her, without putting any of my weight on her and accidentally crushing her.

She laughed hard, the sounds of her delightful, musical laughter echoing through the night air.

“Okay! Okay!” She shrieked, breathlessly. “I give, I give!”

“Good.” I informed her. I planted my hands on either side of her waist, holding myself over her. “Still think I’m a teddy bear?”

She pouted, shaking her head quickly. “Nope. You’ve very bad ass. You’re like a villain in a comic book. I’m very, very afraid.” There was a strong hint of sarcasm in her voice, making her even more adorable.

“Good.” I smirked, I leaned over her and lightly kissing her lips. “I’m glad.”

I carefully let her up.

“You fight unfairly.” She pouted again.

I shrugged. “I’m the bad guy, remember? The villain in the comic book. I’m not supposed to fight fairly. Besides, I was willing to do anything to get a kiss.”

She playfully shoved me, still smiling faintly.

I’d gotten what I’d hoped to accomplish by dragging her out of her dorm. I’d made her smile, even if it was only a small one.

We stayed out until her teeth began to chatter and I insisted she let me take her inside. She complained, saying she didn’t want our night to end, but I insisted we go inside.

I squeezed her hand and walked her into the building. I pressed the button for the elevator, and she stood next to me, lightly rubbing her arms absently. She was cold, she was just unwilling to admit it.

“Hey, why don’t you come to my dorm for a bit?” I offered. “It beats being stuck in your room. And I promise, I’ll walk you back when you’re ready.” I offered.

Olivia smiled. “You know what? I think that sounds perfect.” She beamed up at me.
”Good.” I grinned. In the elevator, I bent and kissed her again.

She smiled. She didn’t complain, like she had before

We walked hand-in-hand to my dorm. I unlocked the door and let Olivia in first. I followed her in, just a step behind.

Olivia gasped sharply. “Oh! I’m sorry!”

I glanced into the room, to see Thomas and Gabby scrambling out of each other’s arms.

I laughed. “Oh, man. I knew it.”

Olivia glanced at me wide eyes.

Thomas’ shirt was askew and he was wearing half of Gabby’s lip gloss. Her hair was a mess, thick like he’d been running his hands through it.

“It’s not what it looks like. I swear!” Thomas stated immediately.

Olivia covered her mouth with her hands. “Oh, we should go.” She said to me, her voice muffled by her hand.

“Yeah, leave these two alone…” I smirked.

“It’s okay. I should be the one getting out of here.” Gabby said quickly. She was gathering her books with rapid speed. She tucked her books into her arms and hurried toward us.

“I’ll go with you.” Olivia said quickly, glancing up at me.

I frowned, unhappily. I still wanted to spend time with Olivia.

She pushed herself up onto her toes and lightly kissed my lips before leaving with Gabby.

I shut the door behind them and turned on Thomas, with a huge grin.

Thomas picked up his glasses from the coffee table and shoved them onto his face. He was redder than I’d ever seen him.

“Dude!” I laughed. “You lucky bastard!”

“It was an accident!” Thomas blushed. “We were studying and all of a sudden she kissed me!” He gathered his books.

“I was so unprepared. I had no idea what I was doing, and the next thing I know we were making out right here… and… it was so awkward…”

“Awkward?” I frowned. “Awkward how?”

Thomas blushed even redder. “My glasses kept fogging up when we were kissing. I had to take them off, and I was pretty much blind…”

I blinked at him briefly before bursting out into a loud laughter.
He looked absolutely ridiculous, with his mouth covered in lip gloss, his glasses askew and his shirt messed up.

“Dude, I’m sorry, just…. You have lipstick on your face, man.”

“Oh, shit.” Thomas stood up, wiping his face with the back of his hand. He made his way to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

I smirked to myself and ventured into my bedroom, shutting the door. I stripped down to my t-shirt and picking up my guitar. My evening with Olivia made me feel musical.