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~Skybabe~ Fairy Tail {Titania} ♥Teddy Bear's Bae♥
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Mar 17, 2013 11:02PM
"Its easier said than done," Aria murmured. She was sure if she had quite gotten over everything she missed and everything that had happened to her. She also didnt know if she ever would. It was a big thing to get over everything she had been through. She looked over at him, staring imploringly at him. "But...?" She asked softly, wanting to know just what it was that he seemed so reluctant to say, or just lacking the understanding to find the right words to explain it, plus there was the risk of making it awkward or offensive when it wasnt meant to be.
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Oliver sighed, "I don't understand it, it's like, I've always been so angry at every one and I'm just not anymore" he said trying to explain it not only to Aria but to himself aswell. "It sounds so stupid and unreal but that's the only way I can explain it" he said softly, how could he help her understand something even he himself was failing to understand?
Aria listened to him, sort of understanding. It was like she was helping him to control his anger and not react to things as much so he didnt do things he would regret later. She nodded, "It doesnt sound stupid at all, I get what you're trying to say," She murmured. Aria handed him back his sketch book after taking in her appearance and lay back down, "We should really get some sleep," She breathed out in a yawn, "Goodnight, oliver," She whispered, closing her eyes.((You can ff if ya like (:))
((It means fast forward (:))
((Ooooh xD ))"Night" Oliver said quietly as he laid down and closed his eyes, actually feeling tired for the first time in weeks.
Oli opened his eyes slowly, he pulled the blankets further over his head with a groan as the sun beamed in the window. He really didn't want to get out of bed today, still he struggled into a sitting position rubbing his eyes with a yawn.
((haha))Aria smiled softly, allowing herself to fall asleep. The next morning, Aria didnt want to wake up, let alone get up. She stayed in bed, eyes flickering as she let out a soft yawn followed by a sigh, shivers going down her spine. The sun may have been coming in through the window, but she was still cold. Her mind thought of what had happened last night with her and Oliver, after the party and everything else she was exhausted and had no plans of going to class today because she was THAT tired.
Oliver sighed and buried his head in the pillow once more, mentally shouting curses at the sun. The only reason he wasn't making noice was because of Aria. Aria, the name brought memories from last night, he had opened up for the first time in years. So many shrinks, teachers, 'friends' and others had tried to make him do just that and failed but then along comes this one girl who completely tore down so many of the seemingly inpenatrable walls that Oliver had surrounded himself with, and she barely realised she did it.
Aria forced herself to sit up, running her fingertips gently through her messy hair, trying to make it some what neat . with a gentle sigh, she looked over at Oliver with a small smile, "morning," she murmured, rubbing her eyes. the sunlight streaming through the window was so annoying so she quickly shut the blinds. Aria knew for a fact she had no intentions of getting up, so she lay back down. however, pondering over the events last night made a small noise circle her body, and she realised for the first time in the years she had been here, she was hungry.
Oliver rolled over, his hair falling in his eyes. "Morning" he said flicking his hair from his face impatiently, his voice was even deeper and huskier then usual because he had just woken up. He heard her stomch growl and chuckled "Is someone hungry?" he said in an almost teasing voice, his own stomach growled telling him that he was also pretty hungry.
Aria bit down on her lip gently, seeing his hair in front of his eyes. She tilted her head slightly, he was really good looking. Wait, what? She shook her head and snapped back into reality when her stomach growled yet again and she heard his deep, sexy and husky voice. Ugh! Stop it! She ran her fingetips through her hair, letitng out a soft laugh. "Yeah, I guess I am," She murmured, flicking the blankets off of her, her skinny figure emerging from the rumpled sheets and now standing. The bell had rung at least 15 minutes ago judging by the time.
Oliver smiled gently "Well in that case get dressed because the food here is terrible so I'm taking you to a place I know" he told her, standing up with a look of annoyance as his hair fell back into his eyes, this always happened in the morning because it was naturally straight. "Beside there won't be a line where we're going" he told her with a shrug as he tried not to stare, she was beautiful even in the morning. He was glad she couldn't read his mind because everytime he saw her he couldn't focus on anything, 'What's happening to you Oli?' he mentally questioned.
Aria smiled over her shoulder at him before she turned around and made her bed, "You're taking me somewhere?" She teased lightly with a smile as she walked over to her cloest, throwing on some jeans and a sweater, not really caring about her appearance that much. Maybe it was because of what he said to her last night...? She bit her lip gently, turning around to face him with a smile, "Okay, where are you taking me?" She smiled again, running her fingertips through her hair gently with a smooth sigh. When his hair fell over his eyes... he was so good looking.....
Oli grinned and nodded before going and quickly changing into black skinny jeans and a drop dead shirt. He then looked at her with a smirk "it's a suprise" he said with a grin as he saw was she was wearing. "You look different" Oliver observed "I like it" he said lightly as he opened the window "Ladies first" he said gesturing to the tree branch and looking her way. The place he was taking her was a cool little Italian place, it wasn't very popular but he liked it and hoped she would too.
Aria tired to force herself into not staring at him when he changed. She bit her lip gently, running her fingertips through her hair as she looked away, staring down at the ground. "Hmmm I dunno how I feel about surprises...." She murmured with a smile. "Really? Thanks," She murmured softly, walking towards the window, "If you insist." She nudged him gently before she pushed open the window, sat down and dangled her legs over the edge before grabbing the branch and climbing down slowly, landing on the ground without a hitch. She smiled up at him, "Come on," She murmured.
Oliver chuckled and jump from the branch he was on landing with his knees slightly bent. He straightened up "Is it safe to say you want to take the bike instead of walking" he said with a grin. Taking her hand he led her to the alley where he kept his bike and handed her a helmet, still waiting for her answer but expecting she would want to.
Aria turned to face him with a smile, "Is it that obvious of how much I want to?" She giggled softly, holding his hand gently and following him towards the bike. She beamed and took the helmet taking a sigh of relief with a smile and putting the helmet on. She was so keen on being behind him again, him pelting at full speed down the road... It was so a spectacular feeling in the beginning, she knew it was going to be the same this time, if not even better.
Oliver laughed "Maybe a little" he told her, holding his fingers in a pinching position for effect. He noticed her smile and couldn't help smiling himself, he sat on the bike and turned to Aria. He offered his arm so that she could get on easily, it was a pretty big bike after all. 'She would probably like dirt bikes' he thought to himself, "I should take you to a dirt bike track sometime" he told her with a grin.
Aria rolled her eyes playfully at him, smiling softly as she gently took his arm and swung her leg over carefully so she didnt hurt him or herself. She lowered herself onto the bike with a smile, "You really should!" She grinned back. A dirt track? Wow, he seemed to know her better then what she originally thought... She couldnt say she didnt like it, because she did. Aria gently slipped her arms around his waist, "Come on you, I dont want another disappointing show like last night, you and your lack of speed and intelligence on a bike," She teased.
"Oh really?" Oliver said in amusement "Hold on tight love" he said before taking of at an alarming rate. He was british so he called pretty much everyone love, it was probably a bit wierd to her though. The bikes speed grew and grew until they were almost at full speed but he was starting to slow a little as he neared the town because that's where the cops would be. He grinned a he spoted the little green and white striped corner store that had become so familiar to him over the years.
Aria smirked, "Yes, really," She laughed softly, her grip slightly tightening on him as she decided to heed his warning. Love? She smiled as he said it, but she couldnt tell why. He probably said it all the time because she had picked up on his British side. Still, it did feel nice to have someone say it, even if it was something that was said to everyone. Taking a long, happy sigh and deep breath, Aria felt more alive then ever as they were entering the town and feeling him slowly the bike down. For obvious reasons of course. If the cops got them, they'd be in so much shit. "So, where is this place you're taking me to?" She called out to him over the roaring engine.
Oliver smiled as her grip tightened around him, he glanced around the streets as they neared the place. When she asked him where they where going he pointed to it with a grin, it was one of those cute little shops that always seems to be empty but manages to stay open some how. He pulled up beside the shop with a grin, one thing very few people knew was that Oli was part Italian and this place actually belonged to his aunt.
Aria smiled as her eyes followed to where he was pointing. She bit her lip as she looked at it before smiling again. The girl swung her leg over the bike slowly and carefully when he pulled up beside the little shop, taking off the helmet and shaking out her hair as she observed, noticing the Italian theme that was going on here. She looked over at him with a grin, "You're Italian?" She asked, her voice clearly set on the tone of beaming in itself. She loved people who were Italian. There was just something about them...
Oliver chuckled "I'm half English, half Italian" he explained holding the door open for her. His little cousin, Emelia, sitting inside and her eyes lit up "Oli" she said running over and jumping into his arms. Oli caught her and lifted her up with a smile, "Aria this is my cousin Emma" he introduced, "She is a little curious for her age so she will probably ask you a thousand questions" he explained with a grin.
"Thats so cool," Aria mused as she stepped inside, pulling at the sleeves of ehr sweater lightly, "Thanks," She murmured, looking at the little girl. She smiled at her as Oliver picked her up, "Hello, I'm Aria," She told the little girl. She was beautiful, "Hmmm, I'm sure I can handle the questions." She nudged him gently as she looked around the little shop. It was really italian. The walls, the vintage styled paintings and the colours of the walls, the tables and chairs... She really felt like she was in Rome right now, or Venice.
Oliver smiled at Aria, Emma took this oppurtunity "Are you Olis' girlfriend?" was her first question but that was enough for Oli. "I'll be right back" he said to Aria, throwing the giggling child over his shoulder and walking into the kitchen. "Vai a giocare con Noah" he told her setting her down and hugging his Aunt before walking back out ruefully "Sorry about that" he said awkwardly as he gestured to a table.
Aria watched the girl with a raised brow. Oliver hadn't even asked questions, what could a little girl possibly ask. she bit her lip gently when she asked her if she was Olivers girlfriend. just as she was about to answer, he took the girl away into the kitchen, leaving Aria to just stand there with a soft sigh. wow, what was wrong with him? honestly, was it that hard for him to tell her no ? the girl occupied herself by observing the art on the walls and other decorations they hadhere. when Oliver reeturned, she smiled and shrugged "its fine. she's just a little girl."she murmured, sitting down.
Oliver chuckled a little, "I think she likes you" he said looking towards the door and waving at Emma who was peeking around the corner. "So," he started, handing her a menu "What do you want to eat?" he asked her with an unintentionally charming smile. He hoped she liked Italian food, but judging by her interest in the place she liked something to do with Italy.
Aria smiled at the little girl, overing her a wave too, "The feeling is mutual," She murmured as she took the menu, "Thanks" She murmured, thinking. "Hmmm," As she looked over the menu, it crossed her mind, "So, does your Aunt or Uncle work here or something?" She asked him, wondering why it was that he chose to bring her here out of all the other italian places there was to go to. Not that she minded, because this place was beautiful. Now to chose what to eat...
Oliver chuckled at the giggling child and turned back to Aria. "Yeah my Aunt owns the place" he said with a smile, occasionally Oli would come work here to help his Aunt out because ever since his Uncle abandoned them things have been hard for his Aunt Mickayla and her kids Noah and Emma.
Aria smiled softly as she looked down at the menu, "Really? Thats cool as," She murmured and actually meaning it. It was cool to think that his Aunt owned a place he could visit whenever he wanted to. Wait a minute... "Does your Aunt know about boarding school?" She asked softly, hoping that she didnt, or that if she did, she wasnt going to call them to tell the principal they had left when it was forbidden. As her eyes scanned down the menu, she stopped at the Traditional breakfast three beautifully cooked croissants with your choice of jam(s), caffe latte, a bowel of fruit and juice, both of your choice.
Oliver nodded "She knows but don't worry she won't ring the school or anything, I think she is just glad I'm here instead of doing something that will put me behind bars" he told her seriously with a shrug. His Aunt was one of the few people that didn't think of Oli as a lost cause and actually hadn't given up on him. He faintly heard his Aunt yell something in Italian that he didn't quite catch but figured it was something to do with Noah when he bolted into the mens bathroom.
Aria looked over at the kitchen as he spoke before returning her gaze to him, "Its good how even after everything, you still have someone you can go to and trust," She murmured with a small smile. She wished she still had that with someone, and she wondered if he realised and knew just how lucky he was to have an Aunt like that. One who would call to get him back to the boarding school, one who still trusted him to be around her own kids, and someone who actually wanted him in their life. Aria let out a soft sigh as she heard the yell, and also noticing Noah running to the bathroom.
Oliver nodded "I know" was all he said in answer, he knew how lucky he was to still have his Aunt especially after he got involved with the wrong people and... things happened. He watched his Aunt come from the kitchen and look at them with a smile before chasing her son. Oli grinned and looked at Aria "So do you know what you want yet?" he asked her patiently.
Aria smiled softly, biting down on her lip gently. She turned her head to his aunt with a smile too before looking back to Oliver, nodding. "I'm thinking the Traditional Breakfast," She murmured, "You?" She asked him, running her fingertips through her hair gently and ruffling it up slightly. Turning to look out the window they were next to, she took a long breath as she saw the little water droplets start to slowly slide down the window, forming puddles on the pathway as well.
Oliver glanced at his own menu and pointed at the 'Frittata- bacon, eggs, sundried tomatoes and feta, drizzled w pesto & and served w basil infusedhash browns, regular coffee.' He spotted Emma walking over with a notepad, "Umm... Em, what are you doing?" he asked her with a laugh.
Aria smiled and nodded, looking over to Emma who was coming over. "Hey there," She smiled with a small wave and a slight laugh at girl. What was she doing? Aria waited patiently for Emma to answer her cousins question.
((Will try to post tonight really busy with family thing at the moment :(, I haven't forgotten this :) ))
((Okay! No worries :)))
Emma smiled and said, "I want to be your waitress" she said eagerly. Oliver looked at her in amusement "can you spell these things?" he asked her gently. She bit her lip and shook her head, "Aria can help me!" she said smiling and sitting next to Aria with a pen and notepad. Oliver shook his head, "I think you're my replacement, hope you don't mind" he said awkwardly, not sure what Aria would do.
Aria smiled at the little girl, loving her enthusiasm. She remembered what it was like to be that age, when she was little and life wasnt so difficult. She sighed softly, snapping back into reality when the girl said her name, "Oh? Well, you seem like a very smart girl, but I'll still help you if you need it." She smiled, looking over at Oliver as the girl sat next to her, "honestly, I dont mind at all." She told him with all honesty.
Oliver half smiled as he watched Emma's smile grow as asked Aria what they wanted. Oliver was big on looking after his family, that may have been the Italian side of him, he came across to a lot of people as a guy that didn't care about anything. His Aunt had even been suprised to see him with another person, that was why she had smiled at Aria earlier, she knew how hard it was on Oliver when his Mother died even if he didn't show it.
Aria smiled, leaning over to the girl with the menu, saying what they wanted and pointing to them so she was able to write them down and look at them if she needed help with spelling. Emma was a really nice little girl, and Aria was already beginning to enjoy this between them, just like she was enjoying what she and Oliver started. She bit her lip gently, wondering if he felt like that too, like he had a person in his life that he felt he could trust other then his aunt. Aria looked from Emma up to Oliver, flashing him a smile before looking back to Em.
Oliver watched them with a smile, he wished he could read Arias' mind. He liked how she didn't NEED to talk, like so many other people, he liked how they could both be quite and it wasn't weird. In his opinion she was even more beautiful without make-up and hen she was dressed casually. Emma was busily scribbling down the orders, although her writing was neat for her age it was still a six year olds writing, "Is that right?" she asked Aria.
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Aria watched Emma close, she was doing really well for her age with spelling, and even though her hand writing wasnt very neat, she could still read it. She remembered when she was six and the hardest decision she made was the colour of a crayon or pencil she wanted to use for her 'sketches' which were just a bunch of lines in a scribble, not taking the form of any shape or thing. Sometimes, Aria just wished she could look at Oliver and just read his thoughts and emotions from his facial expression or something, but this guy wasnt giving anything away. She wondered if he really liked her. With a soft sigh and a shake of her head, she looked at Emma, "Yeah, thats right. Except 'Traditional' is spelt 'AL' not 'OL'" Aria explained with a smile.
Emma grinned, nodding as she crossed out 'traditionol' and wrote it properly above. She looked across the table at Oliver who was watching them with a small smile, she looked at Aria and giggled. Emma got on her knees so she could reach Aria's ear, "I think Oli likes you" she whispered to her with a smile. Oliver sent a curious look in their direction but quickly composed himself again.
Aria looked over the girl's shoulder, watching her cross out her mistake and writing it correctly. She smiled softly, "Perfect. You'd make a great waitress when you're older." She grinned, raising a brow when she saw Em getting on her knees. She bit her lip gently, listening to her and looking up at Oliver for a moment before turning to Emma. "Oh really?" She whispered back, "Go on. A good waitress doesnt leave her customers waiting," Aria advised.
Oliver raised an eyebrow when Emma giggled and nodded as Aria whispered back to her. He wanted to know what they were talking about but he kept his mouth shut. Emma nodded at Aria once more and stood up and walked to the kitchen with her notepad and her pencil behind her ear. Oliver looked at Aria with a smirk, "thanks... for helping her" he told Aria with a shrug, not sure what else there was to say.
Aria smiled softly at the girls giggle, watching her walk away. She wondered what Oliver made of that. Did he want to know what they were saying? Could he hear? Or did he just not care? ugh, stop thinking. She told herself, looking up at him when he spoke. She smiled and nodded, "Its 'kay. She's nice, I like her." She smiled, "I remember what it was like to be her age... its good to be reminded what kids are still like." She said outloud, not really meaning to.
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