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~♥Liv♥~ {Everything will be okay in the end} & † p·a·n·d·o·r·a †

"I hope you do. And I plan to keep it that way. I won't let anyone hurt you, Jane," Oliver murmured in her ear, kissing her neck directly below her earlobe. "Ever."

Oliver smiled, running a hand through her hair. His free hand grabbed hers and he intertlocked their fingers. Her delicate hand fit perfectly in his large musceled one.
((ok so i have an idea, but its for like WAAAYYYY in the future of the rp. wanna here it now, or should i write it down and tell it to you later? :) ))

Elena smiled to herself, hugging tightly to him. She sighed with content and closed her eyes.
Oliver kissed the top of her head, rubbing her back in circular motions.
(wanna ts to when theyre all at school the next day?))

Elena walked into the school, looking at the ground. She covered her face with her hair, trying to draw the least attention to herself as she could.
Oliver drove in and parked somewhere. He got out, grabbed his bag, and walked into the school. He quickly found his locker, tossed his stuff in there, and looked around for Jane.

Elena jumped slightly and looked up at him. She smiled wide. "I thought for sure it was just a dream," She told him, blushing intensely.
Oliver saw her far off. He ran to catch up with her and tapped her shoulder softly. "Hey there, sweetheart," Oliver said.

Elena blushed, shrugging. "I don't mind," She replied softly.
Oliver kissed her gently. "Mornin, gorgeous."

She shook her head. "I'm glad to have you in my life," She mumbled against his lips. Elena then kissed him back sweetly.
Oliver squeezed her hands softly, pulling away to smile at her. "I would like to ask you to dinner on Friday night. You available?"
((um... mybe i dont have to go right now lol))

Elena smiled up at him, kissing his cheek softly. "Well, I gotta go to class now."
Oliver grins. "Great. What time would you like me to pick you up?"

Elena nodded, smiling. "Yeah, alright." She got on her tiptoes and pecked his cheek lightly. From the corner of her eyes, she could see people staring at them.
Oliver kissed her lips gently. "How about six? Is that alright?"

Elena sighed, and turned to go to her class. She grabbed her stuff from her locker and walked to the classroom.
Oliver shrugged. "Who cares what they think? I like you, you like me, so we're dating. That's all that matters," He smiled down at her and kissed the tip of her nose.

She sat in the front as usual, and pulled out her notebook.
"Most definitely," He replied, smiling. He kissed her forehead.

((and yesss, lets skip :) ))
Elena tucked some of her hair behind her ear, looking at the gruond while walking to her locker.
Oliver looked around for Jane. He ran a hand through his hair.

Oliver sighted her by her locker, and jogged over. "Hey there, sweetheart. How was your day?" He leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

Oliver's eyebrow furrowed. "What's wrong, Jane?" He asked, putting a hand on her arm. "Are you alright?"

Oliver retracted his hand, somewhat hurt. "Alright. Fine. So, are you coming over again tonight, or should I plan something else?"

Oliver laughed. "And you think giving me the cold shoulder won't hurt me? I thought you were supposed to be the smart one."

She grabbed all of her stuff and put it in her backpack.
"Of course," He said, smiling at her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and walked her out of the school.

Elena started walking towards her car in the parking lot.
Oliver grinned at her. "What, are you ashamed to be seen with me?" He played it off cool, but was actually kind of curious.

He stopped. "People are giving you crap for being with me? Who?"

"Who was giving you crap, Jane?" He asked, getting rather protective now.

"Well, I'm going to worry about it. You don't deserve any of that," He told her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He thought about something and smiled. "Ollie?"

"I like it," He whispered into her ear, kissing her cheek softly.

"Hmm... kinda. See, I've got this really hot girlfriend that I just really want to hang out with," Oliver said, grinning.

"Over there," He nodded, as his hands were preoccupied.

Oliver followed happily. When they got to his car, he opened her door for her. "M'lady, your chariot doth wait for your rather enchanting presence," Oliver spoke, trying out his English accent.

Elena wrapped her hands in his shirt, and held him close. She cried into his shirt.
Oliver laughed, and closed her door. He went around and got in himself before starting the engine.

"I'm s-so sorry, D-Daniel," She cried into his chest. Her shoulders shrunk, till she looked like a small child.
Oliver grinned, "Thank you. I bought it my freshman year, and just finished fixing it up last year," He pulled into his driveway.

"I'm pretty good with cars, I could look at it if he wants," He told her, getting out and opening her door for her.

Oliver shrugged and smiled. "Alright. So, what are we studying tonight?"

"Ughhhh,' He groaned loudly. "Do we really have to start with the most boring subject known to man?"

Oliver smiled at her happiness. "So.. how exactly does this relate to the subject?"

Oliver nodded, starting to understand. "So... what would you use for me?" He asked, tracing patterns onto her other hand.

Oliver sucked in a breath, grinning. He trailed a finger down her arm, "I'm thinking, maybe I can use you as an inspiration."

"Mmmm," He ran his hands down her waist. "I haven't decided yet."

Oliver bit his lip. "I most definitely will accept that," He replied, looking her over. He leaned forward and kissed her gently.

((what if we said that oliver did it?? O.O))
"Oh...um..." He looked at the book and opened it. He looked at the page he had opened to and bit his lip.

Elena blushed. She looked up at him and kissed him deeply, pressing herself closer to his body warmth.
Oliver frowned. "No, it's fine. I'll just go study this in my room." He stood and walked upstairs, getting pissed at himself.

Elena wrapped her arms around her neck, gently biting his bottom lip. She played with his hair, pulling his face closer to hers.
Oliver groaned, tossing the book onto his bed. He grabbed his iPhone and opened Siri. "Siri, give mem a quick lesson on American History," He told his phone. He listened as Siri listed off several names, dates, and events that happened within the last four hundred years. Wow, was there a lot of them.

"Mmmm," Elena murmured against his lips. She definitely enjoyed kissing him. She licked his bottom lip, then gently sucked on it.
Oliver came back downstairs. "Alright, I'm ready..." He said, then smiled at her whistling.

"A lot more than nice," She whispered back, kissing him deeply. She kissed the corner of his mouth, to his jaw, down to trail kisses along his neck.
He sat on the couch next to her, and answered the first question with ease.

She sucked gently on his neck, not hard enough to leave any marks. She kissed down his neck, to the collar of his shirt.
Oliver had struggled to remember a few, but figured them out soon enough. He smiled at her when they were done.

Elena bit her lip, trying not to moan. She straddled his lap, tilting her head back to give him better access. She was getting better at distractions.
Oliver grinned at her, and leaned in to kiss her. He brought his hand to cradle her cheek, and kissed her passionately. He didn't want her to know his secret. Ever. No one could know.

She shook her head. "I don't wanna," Elena told him, kissing his lips so that he couldn't argue with her.
Oliver ran a hand down her side, kissing her cheek. He leaned in to her ear, whispering, "I love you."
((i would say yes, but remember, i said that his parents were in denial about it... like, they think that if he just studied harder hed be smarter. thats why they hired a tutor, cuz they just think hes too lazy to try))

Oliver held her close to him. He stroked her hair, closing his eyes..
(( i was thinking either that, or like, at another session she asks him to read herr something, and h tried to avoid it, but she persists and he finally admits it...))

Oliver smiled sweetly at her. He turned to kiss her hand.

"Mmm... Why can't you?" He asked her, tracing circles on the back of her hand.

"Can't you call them and give 'em the whole 'I'm at my besties house!' excuse? Pleeeaaasseee..." He gave her a sad look.

Oliver nodded. "You should definitely do that," He murmured, distracted hy kissing her neck now.
Oliver chuckled, kissing her back. "Maybe, but oh well. Still wanted to ask," He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose softly.