I stood up, while facing the ground. "Honey, are you okay?" Mom asked with a worried tone. 

"I-I'm fi-fine, Mom. I'll just go back to my room." I replied, nodding. I excused myself and hurried to my room. I jumped to my bed and buried my face in my pillow.

"How did he knew that?" I muttered under my breath. 

As far as I remember, I never said anything like that nor did I even tell him anything about my past. I know I didn't. Wait, did I? I messed up my hair and let out a grunt. Ugh, I'm gonna explode.

Okay, okay. I calmed myself, I might do something weird if I didn't. "Olivia, relax. You can ask him." I encouraged myself. Yeah, I can do that. I'll ask him. Right. Now. I rushed to the door. "Here goes nothing." I whispered. I opened the door and someone was in front of me. Marco.

"Olivia, I can explain." Marco quickly said before I can say anything. Speechless. That's my reaction. 

Out of nowhere, I found the urge to punch him. And I did. In his face. "Ouch, what was that for?" he softly said while holding his left swollen eye. Instead of apologizing, I just laughed at him. "HAHAHA! You should see the look on your face!" 

Instead of punching me back, he just stared at me. 

His face is frightening. Pierced eyes, narrowed eyebrows, his hands into fists, but that lip bite though is distracting. 

"Dear Lord, an angel has fallen" I muttered, well I think I did. 

He chuckled. "So I'm an angel?" he said teasingly. He heard me? Without noticing, I found myself nodding. He raised an eyebrow and playfully smirked. Wait, what did I say? "Wha-what?" I asked, now confused. "I know, baby cakes. I know" he stated, stretching his smirk.

"You know, you're weird in a different kind of a way." what in the world is he saying? I gave him a confused look. He just smiled at me.

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

What's going on? Everything surrounding me stopped. 

I only see Marco, smiling genuinely. 

Only me. 

All I hear is my heart pounding uncontrollably, I see fireworks everywhere, I feel butterflies in my stomach. I know, cliche. Why is my heart acting this way? Is it because of heat? Pressure? Or do I have a problem with my heart? Yeah, maybe there's a problem. I have to get my heart checked.

"Earth to Olivia?" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I see Marco waving his hand on my face. "Wh-what?" I ask. "You're spacing out." he replied. "Oh, sorry." I said softly, my cheeks getting hot. "It's alright." he responded.

Dead silence.

I'm not used to this. I have to break it. "I-" I was cut off by Marco blurting. "Since you caused this," he pointed at his swollen eye. "You have to pay for it. Meet my bros?" 

Meet his friends? We're not even in a real relationship but he's going to introduce me to them? Maybe, not as his girlfriend. "Sure." I replied. 

He gave me a grin and stood me up. "Great, I'll just ask permission from your parents." He pulled me downstairs. His fingers intertwined with mine. It fits perfectly. Just for the both of us. I snapped out of it and just followed him.

We only saw Mom downstairs. I'm guessing Dad went to sleep already. "Mrs. Hart, can I take Olivia out? Just to meet my guys." he politely said to Mom. 

Mom nodded and said "Yes, dear. But take her home at 10:00, okay?" "Yes, Mrs. Hart." Marco replied and we left with his car. I think Mom fell into Marco's charm. No wonder he agreed to "take me out." Date? Nope. I wish tho-I didn't say anything.

+

Next thing I know, I'm at the living room waiting for Marco in this house-no, mansion. It's a dream home. Nobody is around, so I searched the whole mansion. First, I went to the dining room. The chairs and tables, I think is vintage. The chandelier is huge and fragile. 

I checked out the others, but the most I fell in love with is the garden. The plants there are alive and beautiful. It's romantic, but the one that really caught my attention is the rose in the middle.

The rose like in The Beauty and the Beast? Yeah, like that. I went near it and checked every inch of it. Some petals already fell but still. It's beautiful, being protected by the glass. "Woah." I whispered. I was about to remove the glass when a hand stopped me.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." A deep voice said. I took a glance at who it was and saw a guy I don't know. He is hot, but that doesn't stop me. 

"Excuse me? Who are you?" I asked and raised an eyebrow. He laughed. What's funny? 

"I'm guessing you're Olivia, am I right?" he asked, not taking of his breathtaking smile. "Yeah?" How in the world did he know my name? Without saying anything, he pulled my hand and dragged me to the living room.

Marco and two guys I don't know were already there. I'm surrounded by hot guys. I'm so blessed. "You're here. Good thing, Ethan found you." Marco said with a worried tone. "I'm okay, I'm just at the garden." I assured him. 

"What happened to your eye?" Ethan asked at Marco. He eyed me quickly and shook his head. So the guy earlier is Ethan. 

"Dude, introduce us!" I heard the cute guy said. "Okay. Olivia, that one," he pointed at Mr. Cutie. "Is Collin." Collin waved at me and winked. Oh, so this is the playboy. I waved back and greeted "Hi."

"That is Jan." I heard Marco said and pointed at the other cutie. I waved at Jan and gave him a small smile. He was reading a book. He glanced at me and gave me a slight nod. Okay, this is the calm one. 

"And lastly, that is Ethan." he pointed at the guy next to me. "Hey Olivia!" he greeted with a big smile on his face. I just gave him a wave. And he is the energetic one.

"Now that you know them, please," Marco stopped, but continued afterwards. "bear with them." I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?" I asked. He just sighed and gave me a grin. "Nothing." Okay? 

"Now that you know us, wanna play a game?" Collin asked. I don't know.. "Sure." I blurted out. Then he smirked at my answer. Oh no.

The day ended well, to be honest. They're fun to be with. 

We played tic-tac-toe, tag, board games, pillow fights and freaking 7 Minutes in Heaven. 

Collin was the loudest. Jan was never leaving his book but sometimes he joins some of the games. Marco only joined tic-tac-toe, so he didn't sweat. Not even a drop. Okay, that's exaggerated but you know what I mean.

And Ethan? He just stared at me. The whole freaking time.