Michael's Point Of View ~ 

3 months later 

I pick up another packet and read what it says quietly to myself. I don't know what she usually gets. Ugh! I'll just get this one. It'll do the job that it's suppose to do. I walk up to the registers and pay for what I bought . . walking very quickly to get to my car in the parking lot. Wow . . this rain is really coming down now. When I left home it was only a light shower, said the weather reporter . . 

I let out a loud groan as I sit in my car, dripping wet from the rain that had just completely drenched me from head to toe. I hate rain . . I hate it. 

I arrive home about 20 minutes later . . 

Again, running this time to get to my front door. I take off my jacket and hang it up on the coat rack next to the door, allowing the rain droplets to fall onto the floor that were once on my coat. 

"Hey Mike, there you are! I was getting a little worried about you . . " I hear a voice from behind me say suddenly. 

I turn around to face Olivia . . 

"Michael, your soaking! . . " She giggles as she looks at my dripping curls. 

"Get out of those wet clothes and get changed into something else so that your warm"

I give her a kiss on her cheek, digging my hand into the plastic bag to give Olivia what she most desperately wanted me to get her from the store just now. 

"Aw Michael, thank you so much babe . . " She says wrapping her arms around me. 

" . . and I got you these too . . just because I know you love them, Liv"

I pull out a box of her favourite chocolates . . handing them to her, waiting for her excited expression to come across that enchanting face of hers. 

She grabs the box with a huge smile. 

"Michael, you remembered that chocolate is exactly what I need when it's my time of the month" . . 

"And yes . . these are my favourite chocolates . . thank you" She says with a giggle.

I head upstairs into my bedroom to get changed into some dry clothes. I put on a white shirt and black pants . . grabbing a towel from the bathroom, drying my damp curls with it. That's better. I head back downstairs to find Olivia sitting down on the couch with a woolly, warm blanket on her lap . . eating the chocolates one by one. 

"Hey! . . what about me babe?" Chuckling . . I sit next to her. 

Letting out a loud exhale as I find immediate comfort from the soft cushions on the couch. I put my arm around Olivia . . she leans into me, flashing me a smile before she puts her back against my chest and stretching her legs out across the couch. 

I know what you're thinking . . 

And no. Olivia and I are not together. When she came to me, that night 3 months ago now, crying over that loser of a so called boyfriend Eric . . after she walked in on him and some random girl. Olivia knew then that it was time for a change in her life. She was taken advantage of by him for a whole year of them dating. Eric lied to her. And seeing what she saw really opened up her eyes

 I hope so. 

The next day, Olivia went back to Eric's place but only to collect her belongings. I went with her, of course . . she knew that he was going to be out but she still wanted me to come along with her. 

I didn't mind. . 

I was happy to be there for her . . she's living with me now. Being there for her physically . . that night that we did it was the first time the two of us went down that road in the 10 years of our friendship. I don't know about Olivia . . but I felt completely connected with her. It was a moment that I will never forget. A moment where myself and the girl that I'm in love with shared a very special experience that involved only us. I don't want it to be thought that I was just using Olivia because she was upset. I have always loved Olivia. I was in love with the idea . . I still am. 

Well, I have been dreaming about it for years . . ever since we first met actually. We still fool around here and there, it was actually Olivia's idea that we still do have sex but the thing is, it's not just sex to me . . it's not that simple to me. It's much more to me. I'm in love with this gorgeous girl . . my best friend and who knows . . I mean, after a while she may fall in love with me. 

"What movie have you picked out, Liv?"

I look down at her, taking off the plastic wrapper and putting the chocolate square into her mouth. I can't help but to smile at her actions. I giggle, sneaking a chocolate from out of the box that's in her hand . . quickly shoving it into my mouth. 

"Hey! . . excuse me Mr Jackson but I saw that" She laughs. 

She turns around to face me, playfully hitting me on the arm. She lays her head on my chest . . we are chest to chest. I feel her relax in my arms. I can't help to lean down to kiss her softly on her head. I gaze back at the television screen again, watching as Jack Dawson admires Rose's beauty from afar . . awaiting the scene where they finally meet each other. 

"We watching Titanic again, are we?" Smiling down at my Rose. 

"Well I love this movie babe" She says with pouty lips. It's so cute when she does that.

I pull the blanket over her body as I hear the loud, heavy rain outside. Softly running my hand up and down her back . . 

"You warm, Liv?" I ask her. 

She looks up at me . . showing me that smile that I love so much . . 

"Yes I am . . thanks, Michael" She says, making herself comfortable on top of me. 

Olivia's Point Of View ~

4:45pm

I wake up hearing my phone ringing on the coffee table next to me . . 

I sit up, looking at Michael. He's still sleeping . . he's a heavy sleeper at times. I lift myself off from on top of him . . very slowly so I don't wake him. I remove the woolly blanket as I do so and gently disconnect myself from his soft hold on me, his hands falling off me and onto his stomach gently. I sit on the edge of the couch. I pick up my phone, reading the caller ID, then putting it to my ear . . 

"Hey mum . . what's going on?" I say running my fingers through my hair, yawning. 

I'm left a little more awake than I was a few seconds ago as I hear my mothers voice, loudly from the other end of the phone . . 

"Oh Liv . . there you are. I have been calling you all afternoon . . "

"Sorry . . fell asleep" I say, yawning once again. 

"Oh sorry, love" . . Mum says. 

"It's just I wanted to let you know that your cousin Carly is getting married this weekend" . . 

She continues . .  

"I know, it's very short notice but she just announced it herself a few days ago that she was indeed tying the knot. Now, if you ask me she's moving way too fast . . she only met the guy a few months ago but . . " . . 

I cut her off quickly. I mean, I love my mother but . . she just doesn't stop talking sometimes. 

"Okay, well that's only 7 days away from now. . " I sigh my myself. 

 " . . I'll have to start looking for a dress if that's the case . . " I tell mum, shrugging my shoulders. 

"Oh . . and is Michael coming? You know I love to see him . . " 

I can feel her smile into the phone. 

I look over at a still sleeping Michael. I run my thumb along the top of his hand as I hold it in mine. I smile as I give mum the answer I know she's looking for. 

"Yes mum, I'm sure he'll be coming as well . . " I say smiling. I know how much mum loves Michael. It's so cute I find it. 

"Oh wonderful. Well I'll see you two kids at the wedding" She says happily. 

"Bye . . " I say. 

I look at the time on my phone as it focuses back to my screen saver of Michael and I. Oh, how much I love that photo of the two of us together. Michael has his arms around me, kissing my cheek while I'm smiling at the camera and giggling at Michael's kisses and cute efforts of affection at the same time, with my arms around his own. That photo was only taken just before I met Eric. I believe it was Michael's sister that took the photo for us. 

Oh my gosh . . it's so late in the afternoon. And I'm absolutely starving. 

"Michael . . Michael . . wake up" Softly speaking to him as I shake him very gently . . 

He opens his eyes, looking at me . .displaying a sleepy smile.

" . . hi . . did we fall asleep?" He says stretching his arms out. He brings his hands up to his face as he rubs his eyes . . his voice drowsy still.

"Yeah we did. Um . . listen, Michael . . mum just called and she said that my cousin Carly is getting married this coming weekend" . . . 

" . . which is just days away . . you remember Carly?  . . " 

" . . you met her at my birthday a few years ago?" 

He flutters his eyes closed and nods his head. 

"Yes . . I remember her" He says in a sleepy tone. 

"Michael . . are you coming to the wedding with me?" As a hopeful smile plays on my lips. 

He opens his eyes . . sitting up rather quickly, wrapping his arms around me. 

"Of course I'll be there baby" He says, leaning into me to place his lips on my cheek.

I hop up from the couch and turn the television off. It's still raining quite heavily outside, along with a few flashes of lightening. I look at Michael, he's sitting up on the couch, still sleepy . . his curls all over the place. 

"Wanna order some take away? . . I'm starving!" I tell him, rubbing my stomach. 

Michael giggles "Sure, baby . . me too actually" 

to be continued.