simmer down

It seemed to be that as soon as they had kissed it had turned a switch on that made the shy and nervous Mason turn into a whole new person and Olivia didn’t mind at all. If anything she was rather curious as to what exactly he was like when he wasn’t being an adorable dork. As she heard his honest answer she felt a small blush start to appear on her cheeks. The fact that he had basically admitted he was scared to kiss her made the petite female’s heart warm. All of this was going through her head though it didn’t stop her from continuing to kiss him. When he lifted it up she was caught off guard a little but she didn’t care one bit or even mind it,she was getting to see a side to him she had only thought about and she wasn’t going to ask to stop anytime soon. “Can’t say I do no.” she mumbled once again blushing at the kind words leaving his lips. Following his gaze she looked up to see that he was right. Thinking for a moment she held onto his hand tightly “Let’s go..” she smiled quickly pressing a kiss to his lips. Sure she didn’t fully have permission to kiss him whenever she wanted but at this point from the events,she felt it was fitting.

As the left the rooftop and made their way back down the stairs they passed Michael at quickly waved him goodbye before the reached Mason’s car that was parked close by. Almost jumping into the passenger seat while she waiting for him to make his way round to the she sighed happily to herself. It had a long time since she had been on a date,never mind with a date with someone who she was truly happy to spend time with. Little thoughts popped into her head but luckily enough for her they were stopped as she heard the car door shut.

As the car came to a stop outside the building she turned her head towards Mason. People had told her in the past that whenever she looked at people she always seemed to look at them as if they meant everything to her,that she loved them deeply almost as if they were her own little miracle and while she wasn’t completely sure,she guessed that one day she would look at Mason that way knowing it. As the pair walked through the doors it seemed as if they couldn’t keep their hands off each other-pressing the button to the elevator as Liv felt like taking the stairs wasn’t an option anymore she spun herself around running her fingers along his chest before standing on her tip-toes pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

#well this sucks and i'm sorry

Mason couldn’t help but grin as he noticed the girl’s redened cheeks, yet he kept quiet and didn’t say a word. Knew how incredibly uncomfortable it was when people mentioned those type of things and someway he found it cute how the slightest bit of words coming out of his mouth could get her to react like this. Sure he couldn’t say much as he had been too afraid to say those words just minutes ago, but the boy blamed that all on his past and maybe the fact that he really was scared of being rejected. It wouldn’t be the first time a girl would just leave him like that. So without saying anything, Mason snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the petite’s voice, nodding at her words and following her lead downstairs. The touch of her lips burning on his cheek. As they walked passed Michael, Mason rolled his eyes as he saw him wink, squeezing Olivia’s hand just a little as they proceeded their way home, talking about anything that came up in their minds.

For Mason the car ride couldn’t have gone any slower, his mind wandering off to whatever was coming next and blamed himself for not paying full attention on the road, but looking at Olivia every once in a while instead, biting his lip as he eagerly tried to make the traffic lights turn green by giving them a look, which obviously, did not work. So as the buildings came close and Mason finally could get out, he let go of the brunette’s hand for the first time in what seemed a good hour. The boy didn’t want it to just abruptly end after this one date and the thought of it made him nautious. Maybe that’s why, once they got in the building their lips reconnected again, mouths craving for more than just a single kiss, tongues twisting, the boy gently sucking on the girl’s skin, wouldn’t even notice if there was someone in their presence. “No stairs this time?” He asked a bit surprised as he noticed Liv pulling him to the particular area. Mason had always tried to avoid the thing as he hadn’t heard too many good stories about elevators in cheap apartment buildings. The boy didn’t complain however as impatience grew in the pit of his stomach, pressing the button a couple more times as his eyes observed the girl, kissing her back much more rough than before, walking in the small cabine as the doors opened after making a low sound. “Your apartment?” He asked, waiting to press the right button in as he broke the kiss off, still holding the girl close to him as he leaned against the glass, but then in the end going for the button of the floor Olivia lived on, knew that his sister was babysitting on Grace in his apartment and didn’t want this night to be over just yet. Doors closing of the elevator as Mason let his fingertips wander over the girl’s hips, drawing circles as his eyes never stopped looking at hers until the lift abruptly stopped, lights turning off before they quickly turned on again, the blonde boy almost losing his balance, holding the girl tightly for some extra grip. “What the fuck?” He groaned, slightly annoyed by it as he slammed his fist on the door and looked at Olivia again. “Well, this is just really, really nice.” Sarcasm dripping of his voice.

“Trust me on this one Mason….I know what I’m doing.”she teased cupping his face so he would look at her trying to convince him before letting out a giggle.”Just follow me….Or do what you think feels right.” she said honestly still surprised he had even agreed to it in the first place.While Olivia had been giving many dancing partners in all her years,those including crappy school partners she was being honest when she said she had the most fun dancing with him. Sure she had to keep reassuring him that he was doing ok but she enjoyed it all the same. The girl felt like a young version of herself again,when she was younger all she ever wanted was to dance with someone who meant more to her than she realized and she had finally gotten that moment without even expecting it.

At his question she slowly nodded her head feeling almost speechless for a short moment. Not once did she imagine that the little restaurant she worked in would mean she would end up on a date with someone,someone who she actually enjoy being in the company of,or that they lived in the same building. Since the first moment they had met he had been honest with her but it didn’t throw her off,most people her age would of laughed and ran off but she didn’t There was something about him and Gracie that made the girl want to stay. As she lost herself in a short daydream she was shaken out of it with the feeling of his lips on hers. There it was-the moment she wondered about for the past few days now. As she heard his words she smirked slightly “Well what took you so long.” she mumbled after him but before she could say anything else his lips were on hers once again but only this time it was different than the first. Slowly moving her arms from her sides she placed them around his neck gently pulling herself up a little enjoying every last moment of it. After weeks of hanging out and her teasing and shamelessly flirting with him it had happened.They had kissed for the first time-one of which she hoped wasn’t the last.

#figured i'd just continue right away like #elevator here we go

A simple nod was all, Mason staying quiet as the girl’s hands rested on his cheeks. God, she drived him crazy and he was sure she didn’t even know. Even little things like that, just small touches made his mind drive off-- sure they hadn’t known each other for that long, but somehow Mason felt that with Olivia it didn’t need to be that way either. It felt like they had known each other for ages even though it was only a couple of weeks. “I’ll just copy,” He exclaimed, “I’m not really on that Dirty Dancing level just yet, maybe if you train me long enough we can do the jump by the end of the year.” Mason chuckled, suddenly the movie popping up in his mind, something him and his sister had watched ages ago. Overall, to the boy’s own surprise it went more than alright, not tripping over his own feet or the brunette’s, maybe it was beginners luck or faith was just with him for once.

And there it was. Right then and there. If you had told Mason this morning that this would be the outcome of his plans, he probably would’ve laughed at you. Sure, the thoughts had proceeded his mind more than just once, the boy wanting nothing more than just that, but out of experience he had come to the realisation it was better to just wait and well maybe, he was a bit shy too, scared he had the wrong ideas. But everything felt right about this one kiss, their lips moving insync, Mason’s middle finger lifting the girl’s chin up just a little so it’d be easier for him to access. “I-- what?” He asked, taken a bit by surprise as he took her appereance in carefully, a small smile playing on his lips. “Maybe I just liked to see you getting impatient.” The boy let out along with a chuckle before shaking his head, “don’t know, rejection maybe?” He then followed her up with the truth, proceeding to kiss her back, his hands grabbing her bum as he lifted her up a little, gently turning themselves around so she could sit on the dining table, biting the girl’s lower lip, impatience rising in the pit of the boy’s stomach. Pulling back a bit to get some air, Mason watched the girl carefully, licking his lips. “You look beautiful, you know that?” He let out, wasn’t really afraid to hide the truth anymore, pursing his lips as he looked around the place, noticing the grey sky above them. “Hey, you know, as much as I’d like to stay here-- I can already tell we’ll get wet if we won’t go inside and I mean by the rain.” He laughed, taking hold of the girl’s hand, intertwining them, the other pointing at the clouds. “You wanna stick around for a little more or wanna get out of here?”

Nodding her head she smiled brightly up at him “yeah..dance with me.” this time she said it more softly,almost like a whisper. Standing there as he mumbled to himself as well as her she took his hand “Just don’t look down at your feet and you won’t stand on mine.It’s a fact.” she smiled quickly walking over to her phone and finding the exact song she wanted. Pressing play she looked back toward the male who was standing there looking like he almost seen a ghost. Over the course of the night she had seemed to pick up on a few things about him,little things that he would often do and it made the girl’s heart melt a little. Taking his hand once more she looked up to him while guiding his other to her hip. “Just…don’t look down. Try and look somewhere else that isn’t the ground…take me for example.” she laughed a little as she took a step back pulling her along with him. Soon enough she had gotten used to trying to lead him and while it was simply rocking back and forth with a few steps backwards and forwards she found it adorable at the fact he even agreed to dance with her. She could honestly say she felt herself liking him more and more as the seconds went on.

As the music came to a stop she was a lot closer to him that she had anticipated-not that she minded. It seemed to be like one of those scene in a movie where everything around the pair seemed to slow down or come to a complete hault. Olivia found herself holding her breath as rather than just looking at him like she had in the past. Ever so slowly she felt herself looking into his eyes that always seemed to capture her attention no matter what. The whole place was silent and the only thing that seemed to be going on was the pair being silent almost getting lost in their own little world-thought for Olivia,she was getting lost in him.

Mason swallowed the lump in his throat away as he looke at Olivia, nodding slightly. He remembered his last school dance like it was yesterday. Regina and him still together, probably one of their last nights out together before she randomly took her stuff and left. This scene was so different from any of that however and instead of the continuous sighing from Regina’s side that if Mason ever stepped on her toes he’d be dead meat, Olivia was way more reassuring. “How is that a thing?” The boy snapped out of his thoughts, “I mean, if I eh-- If I look down at my feet and yours, shouldn’t I be stepping on them less?” He asked, not sure if it made sense to her what he said. She was the tutor her in this case, not him. Yet, Mason still listened to the girl, giving her a fair nod and looking into her eyes, letting go of one of her hands as he tucked a lock of hair behind the girl’s ear. “Alright-- so what do I do now?” He asked, trying to hide his nerves, following the girl her movements, a slight smile on his face, gaining a bit confidence halfway through and pulling the girl a little closer to her, his hands resting on her lower back.

A bit surprised, Mason looked up as the music stopped playing out of sudden. Didn’t know which song it even was to know when or where it would end, but hell, it seemed like it just started seconds from now and the boy didn’t mind to put it on replay. “Did I do well?” Mason chuckled, his voice somewhat lower, words almost whispering. Like he didn’t want anyone besides the brunette to hear what he was saying, even though it was just the two of them in the here and now. Looking done at her and biting his lip, the boy felt the cold metal of his piercing hit his tongue, now that the music stopped silence filling the space. It wasn’t uncomfortable, far from that, it was just Mason who was contemplating what he should do next -- what was the right choice to make. The girl infront of him, he liked her more than anyone, ever, but he wasn’t sure what it was what they had. Would she like him back? Would she have the same feelings for him as he did for her or was it just a simple friendship thing, the girl feeling bad for him because he had a kid? A big sigh left the boy his mouth as he shook the thoughts off, his hands still resting on the girl’s back as he moved his face closer to hers, realizing he had been waiting long enough to feel happy again. Bending down just a little, Mason finally did what he had wanted since the day he met the brunette, the day they sung lame Disney songs together and brought her home. The boy’s lips gently touched the girl’s, one of his hands letting go of her back as he cupped Olivia’s cheek before pulling back again. “Wanting to do that for a while now.” Mason admitted, a cheeky smile on his face, crashing his lips onto hers once more, this time a bit more heated than the first, the boy let his hands move down from her lower back to her bum,

#acpara #c:olivia

Looking at the boy in disbelief she raised her eyebrows towards him “You call this nothing?!” she asked looking around the pair again before walking around a little bit. Turning to face him again she smiled at him not saying a word for a few seconds “It’s more than nothing.” she laughed as he lead her over towards the table. Nodding her head at the words she quickly looked at the menu before she decided to go with spaghetti which was her all time favourite meal. As a waiter from downstairs appeared they pair ordered what exactly it was they both wanted.

Once they had both finished their meals Olivia sat back in her seat laughing rather loudly at something Mason had told her. Bringing her hand over her mouth to try and stop she shook her head towards him playfully.While they had been eating the conversations had been made up of stories from when they were younger and little things that they felt like sharing. Olivia had went on for about ten minutes about the stories of both her and her mother pranking Gabe and stupid little things he wouldn’t care about. Luckily for her though he seemed to be interested in whatever it was she was saying. Her eyes went from the boy in front of her to one of the walls that the roof had where it overlooked the streets surrounding it. Slowly getting up off her seat she went over to him before holding her hand out in front of Mason. She gentle pulled him over the little wall before standing there in silence for a minute or two. “It’s weird isn’t it? You don’t really get to see the city like this from down there.” she laughed softly leaning in towards the much taller boy without even thinking twice about him. They stayed like that for a few moments before an idea popped into the girl’s head. She spun on her heels and looked up towards him with her eyes filled with excitement. “Dance with me.” was the only words that slipped from her lips hoping he would agree.

“Hey, I’m trying to stay modest here!” Mason laughed, giving the girl a little nudge, staying in place as Olivia herself walked around a little. In the meanwhile Mason patiently bit his lip, waiting for her to say something, a bit relieved that she seemed to like everything that he did. Of course it was a lie that what he had organized was nothing. He had to put a lot of convincing and time in it to win Michael over, to think of an idea that she’d enjoy. Walking down to the table and looking over the menu, Mason picked his food and took a nip of his water, a smile on his face as he took the girl in, how absolutely stunning she looked while hardly even spending any time on her appereance. It wasn’t like he had given her much time anyway.

Time went on and as the couple both finished their meals, spend minutes talking about stupid little things, their childhood, school, jokes and what not. “You know, when I was like six there was this cat in a tree, which I thought was too scared to get out so I climbed my way up. Once there, the cat jumped down and I was too damn scared to get down myself, so the firemen had to come and get me out, it was horrible.” Mason told her one of his childhood stories, remembering it like it was yesterday. The boy used to be embarassed about it, but it only made him laugh now. A bit surprised when Olivia got up, Mason frowned, not sure what she was up to. “Whatcha doing?” He wondered, his fingers ticking against his glass. Taking the girl’s hand, he followed her lead, standing behind her as they looked at the city. The sun was slowly going down, beautiful colours filling the sky as the buildings were lightened. Mason gave her a simple nod, as Olivia was leaning against him, wrapping an arm around her. It was weird how comfortable he had gotten with that feeling in just such a short notice. That such little thing, taking her out here, could change so many things. “You-- it’s beautiful.” He answered, correcting himself, a chuckle escaping his lips, cheeks turning a bit red but hoping the brunette wouldn’t notice. “Dance with you?” He repeated her words once she turned around, raising his eyebrows, shaking his head, “I can’t dance.” Mason muttered, swallowing the lump in his throat away. “I’ll step on your feet, you’ll get hurt.” He continued to talk, had always been the clumsy one in the family. Either way, he still took the girl’s hands, just because it was an opportunity he didn’t want to say no to. “Fine.”

#para #acpara #c: olivia

Sighing happily as he spoke she smiled widely looking over to him once again “Sounds like heaven if you ask me.” As she was looking over to him she noticed he was fumbling his hands a lot. Smiling a little at how he seemed to be acting she decided not to say anything in case it made him even more nervous which was something she really didn’t want to happen. Silently thanking him by nodding her head she soon laughed at his words “Yeah well i’ve been trying to play cupid for Liam for almost a year now and look how that’s turned out. I will stay quiet though because Gracie is a cutie and far to young to be faced with the reality that he isn’t real.” she teased him slightly as they continued walking.

Feeling him give her hand a squeeze she felt at ease again. It was strange how the smallest things could calm her down and somehow Mason had-without knowing it-found one of them. It was weird hearing him swear but if there was thing that Olivia had a weird thing for it was hearing guys swear. She didn’t know why she found it attractive but she just did,it didn’t help that he was whispering into her ear and that it was Mason. The only thing she could do was nod her head slowly not knowing how to respond other than that. “Guess we found a common fear then huh? My reason is a bit more of long story so I will save that for another day huh?” she spoke as he helped guide her along the stairs. As soon as Olivia seen what was in front of she felt like a little kid who had been taken to Disney or somewhere like that. Everything was set up so nicely and she could honestly say that she felt as if she was in a movie. Hearing him speak up again she fell out of her little trance and turned around so she was now facing him now even knowing how close it meant they were now before nodding. “Mason…it’s…beyond perfect.Honestly….It’s the nicest,sweetest thing anyone has ever did for me. Stop worrying okay?” she smiled feeling his hands find her’s once again which she happily took. Raising her eyebrow at his actions she smirked before taking a seat “Such a gentleman aren’t you?” she moved her gaze from the boy to her surrounding before going back to him “I still can’t believe you did all this.” she spoke amazed.

#para #c:olivia #idk i kinda want to hurry through this so we can actually get to them talking #or dancing #or watching a movie #or whatever we had in mind #sO THATS WHY THE ENDING IS LIKE * HEY OK YOU MIGHTVE ONL Y LOOKED AT THE MENU FOR 4 SECONDS #but lets pretend it was lnger #longer*

And maybe, if things would be going swell and all according to his plans, he might be able to take her to Italy one day, sometime in the future, if these dates really worked out and with a bit of luck, maybe she could be into him as much as he liked her. "Maybe it wasn't his time yet?" Mason wondered, shrugging his shoulders, "y'know, I could always try and help out a bit, with the cupid thing-- ask him about it at work if you'd like." The boy suggested, thought it would be funny to see Liam all worked up about a girl, he never really had heard him talk about anyone in that case. "Yeah, I wanna keep the faith up 'til she's at least ten, maybe fifteen, although, risks are she'd get bullied then or might find out because of the kids in her class." He laughed, not meaning anything of it, being pretty young himself when he found out that Santa wasn't real, him and his sister finding all the presents in their parents' closet.

"Everything alright?" The blond boy wondered as he looked down at the brunette next to him, somehow he had gotten a lot less nervous as the seconds passed and a sigh of relief left his mouth. A cheeky grin was set on the boy's face as the words left his mouth, noticing the girl had been staring at him. "Sure, I'll keep that in mind-- mine was more caused by IT, was that his name? The one from the creepy horror movie? But same thing though, the one from AHS is way worse actually." He laughed, picturing him in his mind already gave Mason the creeps. As Olivia kept quiet however, Mason felt the nerves yet again returning, swallowing the lump in his throat away ashe tried to stay calm, cool.. relaxed? At this time, he wasn't even sure what was right anymore. "Alright, I'll stop-- I'm sure there have been nicer things though, but it was nothing." He explained, which was actually a pretty big lie since the boy had practically begged Michael to help him out, not that he was gonna say that to the petite brunette infront of him. As soon as Olivia sat down on her seat, the boy smiled slightly, nodding. "Hmm, I guess, credit goes to my mom though I s'pose." Walking to his own seat and sitting down, her words playing over and over again in his mind. "Yeah, not really like the diner where we met-- actually it's nothing like a place I've ever eaten, but honestly, it's nothing-- I'm glad you like it." Mason answered her, looking at the menu card that was placed on the table before gently shoving it her way. "I really hope you're hungry though, because I am and I don't wanna look like a total fat guy by ordering way more than you do." He chuckled as he opened his own menu card, eyes scanning the dishes before realizing that some ravioli would be nice and calling the waiter.

Still extremely happy about the fact that he had decided to take her to an Italian restaurant she was beaming from ear-to-ear. Hearing his question she shook her head “Nope…Sadly. I mean one day I would love to day though.” It was true,Olivia had been to a few places when she was much younger and she had always enjoyed the days when she got to just lie out in the sun and enjoy the mild breezes watching as Liam would be trying to sweet talk any girl within 5 centimetres from him while her mother would be under the sun umbrella. The last time she had went on a real holiday was two years ago as an early birthday present with the whole family to Portugal and Liv had to admit it was the best one she had been on yet. Laughing a little she nervously bit down on her lip before looking from the floor to Mason. “No….? I mean I haven’t exactly told him that part yet but shush. Oh and don’t tell him that or I will Gracie that santa isn’t real and ruin that one for you.” she playfully smirked up towards the much taller boy.

As she stepped out the car and took a few steps forwards she turned her head around hearings Mason’s voice come up behind her. “Only a little.” she said honestly before looking down towards their hands seeing that they were now intertwined. She didn’t even think about pulling away…not one bit. Instead she smiled to herself as the pair made their way into the restaurant. Laughing at his choice of words she walked through the door to be met with not only the amazing smell but a young looking waiter whose attention went back and forth from her to Mason and then settling on her. Standing there rather awkwardly as it was easy to see that whoever the guy was,was checking her out despite the fact Mason was beside her. A smile broke out on her face hearing the words knowing that he was just trying to make her feel better. She then realized that the two boys must know each other and so she didn’t feel as freaked out anymore. Feeling slightly confused as to where exactly they were going now she looked to Mason before nodding her head slowly following behind him before he quickly went behind her placing his hands over her face. Letting out a giggle she tried to reassure him “I’m sure I will like it no matter what is it…Unless you have a clown up here then I will run and hide but..” she dragged out not even bothering to finish her sentence as she heard the door be kicked open. As he moved his hands she slowly opened her eyes before looking at what was in front of her. She stayed silent for a while. Not because it was a bad thing but because she was in awe. He had went to all of this trouble just for her. It took her a few moments before she in noticed his hands slowly heading to her waist. The only thing she could do at that point was just let out a quiet “Wow..” and she continue to look around biting on her lip. “This is….” she still spoke rather softly because she was lost for words “Just….wow…It’s…amazing Mason.”

"Warm sun, eating pizza all day and taking that one photo everyone does at the Tower of Pisa, seems like a great time." Mason admitted, wouldn't mind spending a few weeks of summer over there at all. The boy grinned, fumbling with his own fingers as he listened to her words. God, how nervous he was, just didn't hope the girl would notice his clumsiness too much or at least pretend she didn't. "My lips are sealed." He chuckled, pretending to zip his lips as a frown reached his forehead. Mason knew that Olivia was joking, hoped that she did, but still carefully gave her a small push. "You better not." The tall blond gave her a single warning, "I've been trying too damn hard to make it look real for you to ruin it all." Mason continued talking, looking down at her.

The boy was thankful how Michael had helped him out with setting up the date, felt like it made it a little bit more special, more put together than just your average dinner at a fancy restaurant. Squeezing the girl's petite hand just a little once Michael walked away again, he moved his mouth just a bit closer to her ear. "Michael really takes the opportunity to check everyone out, fucking pervert-- m'sorry 'bout that." He whispered, hoping that no one besides Olivia would her before walking up the stairs, almost stumbling over his own feet. "No, no, no-- I promise, no clowns. If there was one I'd be out too-- American Horror Story giving me nightmares on daily basis." He chuckled, getting goosebumps just by the thought of it. As soon as Mason moved his hands away, he observed the girl next to him, holding his hands in place and biting his lip. Although it only were a couple of seconds that nothing was said, for the boy it felt like it was a lifetime. A relieved sigh left his mouth as the girl finally spoke again. "Yeah?" He asked hesitately, hoping she would mean it and not just trying to sound nice. "You sure?" The boy rambled on, "I mean, if you don't like it, we can just go somewhere else, that's totally fine with me too..." He followed up, "God, I should've asked or at least informed you on forehand." muttering the last sentence, not sure if she was even able to hear it. Still, he moved his hands from her waist, back to her hands, holding them before walking over to the single table that was placed on the roof, pulling her a little along the way before letting go and placing his hands on one of the chairs. "Have a seat?"

She had never really thought about ever finding another job before,now she had been giving the chance though it was all that could be on her mind..as well as some other things like her and mother and strangely enough the tall,shaking boy in front of her. The boy who had seemed to have wrapped her around his finger without even knowing it. Hearing his answer she wasn’t too sure how to take it,it made her a little more than proud but also a little self conscious that he could of possibly seen more than half of the dance. What made it worse is that she knew what type of dance it was and before he had just seen her in jeans and a jumper and now he had seen her in a crop top with sweatpants that were at her hips dancing around to a song that was far from innocent. As his voice spoke up again she sighed with relief “Oh thank god for that…” she muttered to herself. Nodding her head happily hearing that he would come down to the studio often she smile “Well…she’ll be right here.” It was only now that she had finally taking in the appearance of the boy and she couldn’t help but look him up and down from head to toe as he spoke of a next time. As soon as he had finished speaking she had made her way up to look at his face and she bit down on her lip at even just the thought of a next time. Hearing his question about what kind of food she did and didn’t like she didn’t have to think for long. “If I’m being honest..my favourite type is Italian…like I love Italy as a whole but the food. It is honestly the best. To me there is nothing that can beat it. I don’t think I don’t like any certain type though…I’m a food lover-what can I say?” she laughed trying to work out what exactly he was planning.

Nodding her head to his question as she got in the car she turned her head towards the setro and smiled at the song. When she had first heard it and seen the video she became obsessed. Even to the point of having Liam act as ED so she could learn the dance. Quickly turning her head towards Mason hearing his question Olivia couldn’t help but grin. “Funny you should say that…I made Liam be a stand in ED for me just so I could learn it…poor boy thought I was setting him up with someone from the studio.” she laughed remember how badly he reacted afterwards. For the rest of the journey the pair exchanged small talk answering questions about them and about things they did and didn’t like. It was almost as if they were making up for the introduction they could of had now. As the car came to a stop Olivia looked out the window to see if she knew where exactly he had taken her. The building came out of view for a moment as standing outside the door was Mason opening it up for her and she couldn’t help but smile towards him scarefully stepping out the door. Taking a few steps forward she looked to see if there was a sign anywhere before her landed on it. Spinning on her heels to face Mason she beamed happily “Italian.” though she only said one word it was easy to tell she was more than happy at the exact moment.

Mason let out a relieved sigh as Olivia let the words out that she indeed did like Italian food. Worst case scenarios had been playing in the boy's mind, thinking what would happen if she hated pasta or was allergic for something simple like pizza. "You've ever been to Italy?" He asked instead out of curiousity. The only places he had visited himself being France each and ever year during the summer where they'd lay on the beach the entire day or play foot on the campsite they were staying at, making rafts with holiday friends and visiting tourist spots. If he would have the money, he would take Grace with him to that place, but sadly, Gracie had never really explored the world further than Brighton to Liverpool and back to London when they lived.

The boy tried hiding a smile as Olivia brought her past up, he liked hearing her talk about whatever subject. It didn't matter to him what it was about, just hearing her voice was for the boy more than enough. "And you didn't?" Mason asked, turning her face towards her for a split second before facing the road again, waiting for the traffic lights to turn green. "I really saw Liam for that kinda guy who wouldn't mind to be set up with a girl, if she'd be hot." He told her in all honesty and chuckled. Mason didn't have a lot of shifts with the brunette's brother, but had heard enough to make an assumption. As the red lights turned green, the boy turned right, biting his lip as he focused on the cars in front of him, answering some of the girl's questions and asking several back. It was an enjoyable right, comfortable, like they never did different and when Mason finally came into the neighbourhood and parked the car. It had been a while since the tall blond had been so nervous as he was now, but quickly got out of the car an opened the door for Olivia, locking it after she got out and nodding. "I kinda gave it away before, didn't I?" He asked, taking the girl's hand, this time without asking but since he enjoyed and liked the feeling of it, he did anyway. The words of his friend Michael still popping in his mind; 'If the girl's hot, you get the food on the house'. Maybe Michael had said so because Mason hadn't gone on a date in forever and had felt rather lonely as Regina had left months ago and he had no clue where she was, who she was with and the thing he cared about most; Why she didn't care a little bit about her daughter. It wasn't like Mason still wanted to have her around these days, sadness changing into anger. The boy shook those thoughts away as he walked into the little restaurant, opening the door for Olivia and letting a 'ladies first' escape his mouth before he closed the door after himself and getting a welcome by his friend himself, after the boy seemed to shamelessly check out the girl next to him. Swallowing the lump in his throat away, Mason turned to Olivia and rolled his eyes. "Don't mind him, he hit his head as a child." He laughed, before pointing to the stairs in the back of the room. "There isn't really an elevator to where we're going, so we'll have to take the stairs." He explained, not the most active person himself and leading Olivia up, covering her eyes once they almost reached the place. "Alright, so, eh, when I move my hands away at least pretend you like it even if you don't?" He asked, kicking the door that lead to the roof top open. A table for two with candle lights right in the middle of it, flowers could be seen everywhere and somewhere left to the side a screen and a few pillows where a movie could be played. "Ready?" Mason asked, not even waited for the girl's answer before moving his hands away. "Alright, go, you can open 'em." He told her as he let his hand move down her back, resting it there.

She didn’t mean to go off into her own little world, it never really happened but when it did,you could tell that it was something she cared about. It was almost as if it was the only thing she ever zoned out on where good and happy memories and it was only triggered when she went to visit places that they happened. She never questioned it-if anything she found it amazing how her memory was that blank sometimes. It was the main reason she took so many photos of the people she loved and cared about. “If it makes you feel any better if I do end up quitting there I still get the discount since I’m such a great worker and the owner loves me to the moon and back so I’m sure if you asked nicely enough I could find a way to have you get one as well…” she joked teasing him a little. Nodding her head at his words she took a look around the room quickly before looking down towards his feet. “Yeah…not exact but close enough to mean to something.” she smiled warmly towards the much taller boy. It was weird but whenever she was with him she felt like she could just open up and tell him anything. Sure it had only been one or two weeks they had known each other but there was something there. Olivia just couldn’t work out what exactly it was though. Raising her eyebrows to his response she cocked her head to the side a little smirking. “Long enough….? Well then.” she someone felt a form of satisfaction hit her at that. “Really?!” she spoke rather excitedly,more than she should be if she was being honest. “I can promise you she will love it! Though…every week the parents come in and do what they like to call a check up on how things are going..I mean it’s only once a week but if you want to stay for the first week or so…I’m sure it would be fine.” she said hoping he would come down and stay for a bit.

"Then why did you ask? You know..there’s nothing wrong with surprising me y’know?" she teased laughing. A part of her wanted to tell him that she was rather nervous but she knew it would be a bad idea and decided to save it for later. Walking away from Mason she looked at herself in the mirror once she had got changed closing her eyes taking a few deep breaths. A part of her was asking herself why she was so nervous. Sure she hadn’t been on many dates but she was never this nervous for them. As she walked back into the studio she noticed that she was holding her breath scared of something. For a while he didn’t say anything and that was it. That was the thing she was scared about. Staying in the doorway she looked down towards her feet. Even though it wasn’t a direct compliment she still found herself blushing a little. Seeing his hand be held out in front of her she raised her hand and placed it in his. She hated to admit it but it was like one of those scenes from a movie when the girl and guy touch and it’s like sparks go off. That’s what it was like in the one small moment to her. Nodding her head at his question she smiled widely before following him out into the car park. "Well…I’m gonna be because I have no idea where we are going or what it is you’ve planned." she said slowly reaching the car. "Oh come on…I’m sure it’s wonderful!" she commented looking towards up only noticing that her hand was still in his. She tried to ignore the fact that her tiny hand fit in his but she couldn’t. Not once had she ever noticed these small things before with anyone…but with him….every little thing stood out like a sore thumb.

The boy didn't even care about the discount thing, he just realised that if Olivia would quit her job as a waitress, she would probably have better shifts at work, so he could take her out more often, maybe even go visit that restaurant once-- with or without discount. The boy shrugged his shoulders, still looking down at the girl. "Yeah, long enough.." He started talking, the grin never leaving his face. It was quite the picture to have seen Olivia dancing in a way he never expected her to. However, she was way better than she had told him and all above his imagination. "Just a few minutes, I didn't watch the entire song if that's what you're wondering." He then finally answered her, letting her hear the stuff she probably wanted to. As soon as Olivia raised her voice a little and the excitement took over, Mason couldn't help but smile an nodded. "Yeah, why not, she needs to go out a bit more often anyway." The tall blond admitted, glad how happy Olivia seemed to get over it. "Sure I will, need to check up on my princess, right?" Mason continued talking, the fact that he had just thought about Olivia as Belle making him wonder if he truly meant Gracie, his little girl, or maybe Olivia herself.

"I'll keep it in mind for the next time." Even though Mason said those words, the idea about there being a next time already gave him the nerves. There just was something about Olivia, about the petite brunette that didn't want her to be disappointed and he felt like that's what he would be doing the entire time. It already surprised him more than enough that she had stayed around after figuring out that he actually had a daughter, usually the point where girls would raise their eyebrows and slowly leave. Maybe it was also because he had been out of the date zone for as long as he could remember, only going out the occasional time when his parents or sister could baby sit during the evenings, when they usually had more important stuff to do. When Olivia's cheeks started to turn a little red, Mason was about to say something about it, thought it looked cute, but with the sweaty hands he was having himself of being as nervous as a freshman about to get his first kiss, he decided to keep it to himself. "I do have to ask-- is there any kind of food you don't like? Please don't say Italian." Mason wondered, ruining the surprise just a little maybe, but he wanted to be sure, make everything a little perfect. "Like I said, still act like you're a bit surprised once we get there." As he walked out of the dance studio, he waited for Olivia to answer, looking for his car before opening the passenger's door for her and walking to the driver's side and getting in, putting his seatbelt on and starting the car, Thinking Out Loud playing as the radio turned itself on, turning the radio a little bit louder and humming along with the song. "Could you do the dance they do in the music video?" He asked, turning his head a bit to the side, had seen the clip of it a few days ago and now that he had seen Olivia dance was left with more questions than you could count on one hand.

Nodding her head slowly she smiled a little “I must be? I mean not even two weeks ago,I hadn’t been in this place for almost…two or three years,you’d be surprised what you do and don’t forget.” Looking around the room for a moment she couldn’t help but smile thinking of all the times she had went there as a little girl with her hair in ponytails with her little tutu on. Most of the friends she made went here as well and to say that it was the best time of her life was an understatement. Snapping out of her little day dream hearing Mason speak she bit down on her lip a little feeling her checks heat up a little. “You really think I should take the job? I mean I’m fine down at the restaurant but I mean I’m pretty sure I would enjoy this twice as much.” she muttered more to herself than him. Feeling her eyes widen a little she laughed “Well,that kind of stuff isn’t exactly the thing you teach to little kids now is it? If she did join it would just be simple ballet and getting to run around in a tutu.” She shook her head a little still trying to work out how long he had even been standing watching her for. “Um..Just out of curiosity…how long were you watching me for?” she asked looking up at him.

"Nope,luckily this is one of the few days I don’t have anything to do-It’s the main reason I come down here every week just for some free time really." she explained. Listening to him ramble on she managed to hide her laugh and waited for him to stop rambling on. If he was anything like her then she knew that the rambling was because someone was nervous or anxious about something. She thought it was cute how nervous he seemed and she placed her hands in his hoping it would at least help the nerves die down a little "Mason..calm down,it’s fine. Honestly. I have nothing else to do today so if anything,you are saving me from a day of doing nothing." she grinned. Resisting the urge to nudge him for his comment she just stuck her tongue out at him. "I won’t take long! Plus..I’m pretty sure there’s something from the last dancing show around that fits me so luckily for you,I’m not gonna be wearing jeans and a jumper that is far too big for me." she spoke walking backwards leaving him to go and freshen up.

It didn’t take Olivia long to find something from the old dancing shows that was more presentable for a date. Brushing through her hair she sighed happily to see that it wasn’t too bad and that the waved it was in before stayed in and that she had wore some plain black pumps that would look fine with the yellow dress. Looking herself over in the changing room mirror she picked up things and placed them into the bag she took with her before hoping that he would ok with her dropping it off in his car she walked back to the studio she was in a few moments ago. Taking a deep breath she walked into the room seeing him standing there before speaking up again “Will this do?” she asked hoping it would.

The boy his mind wandered off after listening to Olivia´s words, it made him think, wonder how she had been before he knew her-- which in fact wasn't that long ago. Mason couldn't quite believe that he had just met the girl less than a few weeks ago; The couple seemed to get along so well and Mason felt more than comfortable around her, didn't mind telling her things he usually wouldn't even tell his family or closest friends-- something about Olivia just made him trust her, like they had known each other for their entire life. However, the blond still did wonder how Olivia had been when she was young; A rebellious teen, a cute eight year old in a floral dress-- if she looked a lt like her mom or maybe not. As soon as Olivia started talking again, the boy nodded, certain of his answer. It wasn't even a hard question. "Of course, I mean, I'm eh-- I'm really fond of that restaurant and the food's great, but yeah, you should do what you like most-- isn't there a saying? What your heart desires most?" Mason asked, not too sure if he was right. He fumbled with his fingers, liking his lips before biting on the small ring, a grin set on his face as he shrugged his shoulders. "Long enough." He chuckled, not really giving her an answer, looking down at her. "Alright, fine-- I'll give Grace up for those lessons, she could use some friends her age instead of having to hang out with me day in and out." He admitted, although it was a little lie for his own good. The boy didn't mind spending the day with Gracie and he was sure she didn't mind either, but Mason enjoyed spending some quality time with the Belle and this was only more reason to.

Mason was more than relieved to hear that Olivia didn't have anything scheduled; It would've been a waste of time for him if she had said she couldn't go. The boy had spend hours of trying to organize a proper date, had asked his friend if they could eat some simple Italian food on the roof top of the restaurant he worked at while watching a Disney movie and without even trying that much, he agreed. "Good, 'cause I wouldn't have taken no for an answer." He said now, still a bit nervous, hands shaking as he hid them in the pockets of his jeans just in case-- didn't want to look like a total loser. The tall boy just nodded as answer and let go of her hand as soon as Olivia disappeared into the dressing room, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, trying to recall on what just had happened and how fucking bad he was at asking a girl out. Mason thought that maybe as he had gotten older, he would've had gained a bit more charm but nothing of that was true-- the fact that he had ever gotten a girl knocked up still surprised him to this day. Mason mumbled along with a song on the radio playing in the back, looking up as he heard a voice as sweet as a silver bell. Honestly, the boy immediately wanted to answer but was left speechless, biting down on his lip to make sure he wouldn't have left his mouth wide open. Never in his life had he seen a girl as stunning as her, made him believe that the idea of him joking around with her being Belle really was true, the beauty to his beast. Her petite body covered in a short dress in a light shade of yellow, reminding him of the first day of spring. Even though the boy really wanted innocent things to cross his mind, he couldn't help it but notice the cut outs, wanting to rip the rest of to shreds so that more would be exposed. Trying to brush those thoughts away, he blinked a few times with his eyes, looking at his shoes before smiling. "Y-yeah, yeah, that will do just fine-- it looks nice." Mason answered, sticking his hand out to her, grabbing the keys of his car out of the pocket of his jacket. "You ready to go?" He questioned, already walking to the door. "You need to promise me though, to at least act a bit surprised when we get there-- I'm not that original with the whole going out thing."

It had been a while since she had seen Mason,sure they had texted each other a few times but with Olivia’s mother getting worse and her job getting busier each day,it was all getting a bit much for her to meet up with him. Of course her and Liam had been swapped with each other the days that they would go and visit their mother with her getting more sick. It had got to the point that it made her cry to see her every day she went to visit. Sure Olivia was an emotional person but nothing could make her cry more than the thought of her mother to being there anymore. That was when she finally decided to go to the studio that she had went to all her life. Ever since she had been able to go their she had,it was like a second family for her and so when she showed up a while back it was like a reunion. Everyone who was there growing up was still there and she couldn’t of been more happier. Not only was she playing out her mother’s wishes but she also started to think she may enjoy it.

The dance she was going to work on that day was one she had started the day before. It wasn’t the most innocent of dances or songs but it was the type of thing she enjoyed dancing to the most and the one she found easiest to dance to. Playing the music for a minute she let it take over. It was something she had learned to do before,just let the beat take you away.

Once she was done she closed her eyes and sighed breathing heavily only to feel someone come u behind her and whisper into her ear. She felt a shiver run down her spine as the voice spoke and she bit her lip knowing who it was but luckily she didn’t have to wait long for it to confirmed. Still out of breath she smiled looking up at him “I never thought it was that good…” she trailed on not knowing how to feel about the fact he had just seen her dancing,especially the way she was. Nodding her head at the first part she felt her eyes go bigger once hearing the last part. “I um..sure why not. But not like this.” she laughed a little at the fact he called her princess whilst taking a hold of hand.

#acp #para #c:olivia #very intimate gif of mason checkin that booty out

Mason tilted his head a little, taking in the opportunity to check the room out; A basic wooden floor, mirrors hanging all over the place. It was just like in all those movies and tv shows, himself not really knowing what to expect or had been in a dance studio before. As Olivia spoke, Mason turned his head towards the brunette again-- his eyes widening, not really sure if he heard her right. "Are you crazy?" He muttered, raising his voice a little at the end of the sentence. The blonde headed boy could honestly not believe why she would be so insecure about her dance moves as they were incredibly amazing, maybe even better than he expected himself. "I totally get why they wanted you as a teacher here," He smiled, telling her the truth 'cause honestly, he knew she'd be a great addition to the studio. Biting his lip and looking at the ground in the meanwhile, his eyes wandered upwards again, shamelessly checking her out in the meanwhile. "I do have to admit, that maybe, I might have to rethink about Gracie joining the dance classes here if she's gonna learn stuff like this though." He laughed, joking around a bit. Mason knew Olivia well enough and seen her with kids to know how well she was around them.

As Mason waited for Olivia to answer, hoping that she'd agree to go with him, he stumbled on his feet, a sigh leaving his mouth. There was always the possibility that the girl wasn't able to go, Mason knew she had a busy life and probably tons of other stuff to do and while he had been pretty confident during the car ride towards the dance studio, all of that seemed to have faded now. Maybe that's why it was such a relieve when Olivia finally said the words that the teen parent wanted to hear. "Yeah? You wanna go..? I mean, you don't have anything else to do?" He asked her, feeling like a complete idiot, pretty sure you could hear the nerves in his voice. "I mean, I know I didn't really give you a fair warning for coming around, so if you have somewhere else to go that's totally fine too and we can just do it another time." He rambled, a total sign of Mason being nervous, something he honestly couldn't help but do so. Of course he didn't hope that Olivia would say no, but all kinds of scenarios were playing in his mind, more bad ones than good. But all of those nerves faded when Liv grabbed a hold of his hand, her tiny one in his. It felt nice for a change, the boy left wondering how long it had been since he had really gone out on a proper date. Still not sure if Olivia would call it a date, but he wanted it to be one, even though he would never admit to that. "Good, 'cause you stink." Mason chuckled, shaking his head immediately. "M'just kidding though, I'll wait for you right here, yeah? Take your time." He smiled before letting go of her hand.

#acp #para #c:olivia

It had been a week since Mason had made the promise with Olivia to take her out-- well, maybe he hadn't really mentioned the word date, but for Mason it kinda felt like it was. It had been a long while since he really had gone out, always having Grace around him and he was fine with that, he enjoyed having his little girl around and see her grow up right in front of his eyes, but sometimes the boy needed some alone time too and this was the perfect evening for that. So while he adjusted his beanie, dealing with a pretty bad hair day, he looked into the mirror, thinking about maybe brushing his teeth before going out or not. To say that Mason was nervous, was quite the understatement. Olivia had mentioned a couple of times how she thought that the boy was a total ladiesman in his teenage years, but none of that was true. Honestly, it still surprised him how he got his hands on a longterm girlfriend and even end up having a kid with her, although that was more his teenly hormones doing the work for him. "You can do this, c'mon." The boy gave himself a pep talk and walked out of the bathroom, picking up his leather jacket and grabbing his carkeys before he got out of his appartment.

The car ride towards the building was even more nerve wrecking than Mason thought it would be. Looking at the address once more in the text that he had received from Liam he bit his lip, his tongue touching the cold metal of his piercing as a common pop-rock song about heart tattoos and underwear blasted through the radio. The fact that Mason hadn't told Olivia anything about him picking her up this day was probably the reason why his hands were all shaky. He still had no clue why he decided not to, maybe because he wanted it to be a surprise and for Mason Olivia didn't had to dress up and take hours of time checking her reflection in the mirror if her make-up was okay. She looked gorgeous, whether she put loads of effort in it or not and would basically make any outfit rock on her amazing body which Mason had to admit, had checked out plenty of times now.

As the blond headed guy finally found a place to park his crappy car in the crappy neighbourhood he found himself in, he made his way to the dance studio-- a pretty modern building, small and just how the boy expected it to be. Once the glass door was opened, music could be heard from the hall way, some R&B song blasting through the building. Mason had expected it to be harder to get in, that maybe some receptionist would wonder and ask him what a 6'3" clumsy looking guy would be doing here-- someone who would easily trip over his own feet. Luckily, that didn't happen and as soon as he knew it, he was standing in a doorway looking at a side of Olivia he had never seen before. Her body moved graciously along with the beat of the music, hips shaking, bending herself up and down, her hair wild and feet wandering all over the place. A smirk was set on the boy's face as she didn't even seem to notice him and was all caught up in her own movements. As soon as the music ended, the boy tip-toed over to her, his hands covering her eyes as soon as he got in reach. "Ten points if you know who this is by first guess?" He whispered, his lips close to her ears as he moved his hands away from her eyes and turned her around. "You never told me you were that good at dancing!" Mason continued talking as he remembered their conversation in the supermarket and looked at the clock that was set on the wall. Good wasn't the right word though, Mason himself would describe it more as sexy as being turned on was pretty much how he felt like at this point. "So eh, yeah, anyway, remember that time I told you we would go do something fun? Time has arrived and I finally have an idea where to go, so would you take my hand, princess and take this wonderful opportunity by going out with me on this delightful night?" He laughed, trying to sound as posh as he could and stuck his hand out to her.

Thinking about it for a minute she nodded slowly noticing the connection between his name and the nickname “Makes sense I guess…it’s cute though so I might even start calling you that instead of Mas.” she smirked a little while laughing. Seeing Gracie run off from Mason to the endless supply of sweets around them she laughed once again “Yeah..I mean I don’t even know if I’m going or not yet, like all it said in the letter thing was that if I was able to teach classes they would love to have me there. It’s weird though because I haven’t did it in…3 years maybe? So unless there is some photos and the studio I used to go to of me dancing I have no idea of how they even found me….Unless my mum phoned them up and if she did I’m gonna kill her.” The last few times Olivia had went to see her mother she would always ask if she had been dancing again and every single time the answer would be no. The look on her mothers face would break her heart and she made it her mission to do it again at least once before anything bad happened yet she just didn’t have the time. “Like I said it’s up to you,like they said if I knew anyone so I just kinda thought of Gracie seeing as she’s pretty much a little living princess with the way you treat her.” she smiled brightly and she raised her eyebrow hearing his last comment “Hm…what one’s? Because I don’t know if remember but there was a few different types.”

Seeing how he was dealing with what he just said made Liv chuckle a little but then she playfully pouted “Oh, vamos, no voy a decir nada malo….” she smirked a little knowing that Mason would have pretty much no clue what she had just said and it somehow amused her more than it should of. “Fine….no French,which sucks because french accents are extremely hot.” she muttered under her breath a little seeing as both Gracie and Liam where out of earshot. Backing away from him a little she didn’t once move her eyes so she was still looking up at him but then she dropped her gaze to floor yet she didn’t once drop the little act of the fact she wasn’t as innocent as Mason might of thought. “Then I won’t speak to you ever again. Simple as that Mas.” she shrugged her shoulders like she had said the exact thing a million times. “He was worse than me and that’s saying a lot….”Noticing how Liam was looking at her as if he wanted to kill her she shut up and turned away from him smiling towards Mason trying to hold in her laugh “Whoopsies…” she said looking down and then back up again deciding to walk along side Mason seeing as Gracie had came back with her own weight in sweets so if they stayed any longer it would of doubled. Turning her head towards Mason at his question she simply nodded “Yeah..I’m perfectly fine with that.”

#para #acp #c:olivia #well this took me about a life time

As Mason took Olivia's words in, he shook his head, a grin playing on his lips. "No, no, no, don't call me that, it's a terrible nickname." He admitted, hated it a lot and always got annoyed whenever his sister called him so. "If you even start calling me that, I'll just call you Olly or something like that." Mason continued talking, looking over at Gracie who seemed to have the time of her life picking out all different sorts of candy now that he was hardly paying any attention. He knew it was gonna cost him a shitload of money, especially because he had a hard time to say no to his little girl. Saying that Grace was a little spoiled, was an understatement. Especially with his mom around who always brought in new Barbies for the little girl every time she came around. "You think she would've done that?" Mason asked, didn't know Olivia's mother so he wouldn't know. "I'm sure you'd do great though. You can always try and teach Grace some stuff, see how that works out before you actually go teach a bunch of kids dance moves." The boy felt bad for turning the offer to take Grace to those dance classes down for now, it was just that he'd have to buy a bunch of clothes which he couldn't afford at the moment, the cons of being a teen parent. Shrugging his shoulders, he played with his lip piercing a little before answering. "You mean dance moves?" He asked, not really being into what kind of styles there were, being a terrible dancer himself. The boy remembered going to prom with Regina in their senior year, just a few weeks before she had left. Mason's mom offered to babysit on Grace and the two actually had a great time, their last date before everything went downhill. The boy remembered stepping on Regina's toes quite a few times which caused her to groan and tell him he definitely needed to take lessons if he wanted to ever get married to her. Funny how things could change in just a short notice. "I'm eh-- I'm not sure, just show me the moves that come up in your mind first." He said, hesitating a little.

A frown reached the boy his forehead, no clue what the girl was saying since he never took Spanish in first case when he used to be in school. The boy was never one who liked learning extra languages and honestly, English was more than enough for him. "Right, exactly that." He nodded, "I actually took some French classes in high school before I graduated." He laughed, which was in fact true, it was just that he never paid a lot of attention, going right back to the fact that he thought it was exhausting to learn more than just one language. "Bonjour, je m'appelle Mason, ça va? That's basically all I remember." He grinned, his eyes following hers which went to Liam and Grace, both still looking at the different types of candy-- Gracie already holding four bags in her tiny hands. "You wouldn't even do that!" He said, raising his voice a little, "you enjoy my company." Mason continued talking, hoping it was true because he did, he liked having her around. Putting the bags of candy in the trolly, Mason started walking towards the cash register. "Good, 'cause I wouldn't have accepted a no from you, Liv."

Olivia thought the only reason why Gracie kept on calling her a princess was because of how for almost 2 hours she had worn a crown that she was given and the fact that Mason had let it slip that she looked like Belle a little bit. She wasn’t complaining about that and found it rather funny seeing as it pretty much led to him asking if she had a boyfriend or not. Rolling her eyes at her brother she hit him on the arm before telling it shut up or she would tell Mason what she used to call him. “Yes…Oli…all I’m gonna say is that don’t leave a 5 year old in a kitchen,with a dog and a bottle of olive oil.” she hoped that what she had said would give him a rough idea of what happened and it was at the point she had to restrain herself from hitting Liam even more at his sudden out burst which seen him almost on the floor with tears in his eyes from laughing.”Sonny? That’s not even close to Mason though?” she laughed hoping if she ever ran into his sister that she might find out but she was thinking too far ahead at this point. “Hm..just making sure you don’t forget that. Oh that reminds me-I got a letter type thing through my door this morning and it was for a little kids around Gracie’s age actually, ballet thing. I guess someone who works there remembered me from before and thought it would be a good idea to ask if I wanted to help out. They also said that if I knew anyone,like close friends or something who had little kids they would get in for free to if Gracie ever wants to she can come along with me.” She didn’t know what Mason would think but she decided it wouldn’t harm anyone by saying anything.

As he spoke her eyes widen and she couldn’t help but smirk a little at the comment. “What can I say…I’m full of surprises. Also Gracie…don’t repeat any of the words he just said…” she raised her eyebrow at Mason before speaking again “We don’t want a repeat of the little Spanish lesson do we?” she laughed shaking her head slightly. Satisfied with his reaction to what she said she continued to bite down on her lip looking up at him knowing that right now she probably looked innocent when really that wasn’t the case. Why people got that image of her she didn’t know why but she did find it amusing when people learnt that she really wasn’t. It was almost like a game to her and if she kept running into Mason like this-he would soon notice. “Well yeah,I mean if a person doesn’t cry at The Lion King they just aren’t worth the time. ” she turned towards Liam and laughed “Even this guy cried at it….more than me may I add as well.” Seeing as Liam had walked off now when he spotted something she decided to tease Mason a little bit more. “Just means I’ll have to get close to you then won’t it?”

A frown was reached upon Mason his face as he listened to Liam his words, a grin spreading across his face. He wouldn't go into it too much now, but knowing Mason, he would ask Olivia about her adventures as a little kid later and where that nickname really came from. So that's why the tall boy just nodded and shrugged, not really sure how to answer her words. Not even sure himself where the nickname that his sister had given him at a young age had come from. "Probably from the 'son' out of Mason, it's horrible though." He laughed, always hated it when she called him that, most of the time using a whiney voice as an extra to it. Feeling Grace pull on his hand, he let go of her again and watched her as she ran around the aisle, big eyes staring at the delicious sweets that were placed everywhere. It definitely wasn't the best aisle to stop and talk, that was for sure. By the end of their little trip, Mason's trolly would be filled with all sorts of candy. "A ballet class?" Mason wondered, biting his lip a little as he thought about it. He wanted Gracie to have more friends in the neighbourhood because she always went to the daycare close to his parents' house, just because it was easier for them to pick her up while Mason himself was still at work. It sounded appealing, something that his little girl would like and the fact that Olivia would be around made it better, knowing that there would be a recognisable face around for Grace to go to if she ever needed anything. "Hmm," He mumbled, tilting his head a little and thinking about the downsides of it all-- thinking about the costs immediately and sighing, even if the lessons were fee, he still had to be a proper dress and shoes. "I'll think about it, yeah? She's only two and I'm not even sure if she will pay attention or whatever." He smiled and poked Olivia her side, "however, I think you should still show me some of those dance moves."

Realising what he just said, the boy relaxed a little when Olivia commented on it and nodded immediately. "Yeah, what Liv said, Grace." He stuttered a little over his words and swallowed the lump in his throat away. "No more Spanish," He added on and smiled slightly, also making him think of that one French line he learned of his friends in their freshman year. "No French either." He continued talking, thinking that it wasn't the most proper line to say out loud. Once the brunette bit her lips, Mason's eyes started to travel down, licking his own as he watched her. By now he had noticed that the cute image that Olivia seemed to pull off so well, was just the way she looked, probably because she was so short-- but her mind was the total opposite and somehow he quite liked it. "What if I don't though?" Mason pouted, refering to the Lion King and smirked. It was one of those movies you'd never grow tired of. "You did?" The tall boy asked, looking over to Liam, "didn't really see you as the cry type, but that's okay--" He smiled, starting to walk out of the aisle and hoped that Olivia would tag along. Eyes growing big once he heard Liv's words, he nodded in reply. "I guess that's the only option." He said, pretty excited about the fact but not letting it show. "And by saying that I think we should go do something fun, like, I don't know-- I will have to think about that." He muttered, feeling like an idiot for not making something up right on the spot. "You okay with that?"

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Looking down at the small girl in her arms she smiled at the little name she had called her “Me? A princess? I think that’s you and not me cutie.” she laughed a little turning around to Liam seeing if he was beyond bored and to her surprise he was just standing there smirking at her and looking from Mason to her and she knew what that meant and made a mental note to tell him to go away but she couldn’t right now seeing as Mason was speaking again. “Nope…I mean it’s Liv or Oli really…” she shrugged her shoulders a little. “Oh and don’t ask who calls me Oli.” but Liam seemed to have other plans “I call her that…funny story actually. Will have to tell you at work one time mate.” It was at this point Olivia wanted to melt into the floor. “Yeah…I’m smarter than I look I’ll have you know.” she returned the grin that he had on his face and she quickly asked Liam to go off and get some bread seeing as she could tell how nervous Mason seemed and she hoped it made him feel a tad better. Looking back at the stuttering boy she felt a slight blush creep onto her face. She couldn’t help but laugh a little at how he had almost swore in front of Gracie for the second time today and all she could do was nod her head. “I’d love to hand out with you….and Gracie.” she quickly added hoping he didn’t notice but she already knew he did because it wasn’t the smoothest thing she had ever said.

By this point Liam had got back and Olivia heard his comment and smirked even more at this point. Since she was standing closer to him more than Liam she bit her lip “So…For all you know I could be a secret engineer. Though I guess this would be a good time to tell you that I can actually fix up cars.” she stayed silent for a few seconds and then spoke quietly so only Mason could hear “And wearing a dress won’t stop me from getting dirty.” she smirked before backing away slightly continuing their little teasing match from the night before. “Ok then…I am going to force you to watch The Lion King with me then…not just the first one, all three. Plus it gives me a chance to see if you cry at the first one or not and let me tell you, that will make or break this friendship.”

Listening to Olivia her words, Mason was about to jump in and tell her that it was untrue and his daughter was right in most cases, just like she was now. Mason had stated it yesterday multiple times that the girl looked like a princess, Belle to be exact and even at daylight Mason couldn’t help but deny those feelings about her. The only thing that kept him from saying it was the fact that they still were close to strangers, they only met yesterday— it would be weird, right? So instead of saying anything, Mason just chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, holding Gracie close and just happy that she didn’t get lost. “Oli?” The boy laughed, raising an eyebrow and wanting to know the story behind that. His eyes moved over to Liam who had a huge grin on his face, making him guess where it came from. “Well, if it makes you feel any better, my sister used to call me Sonny as a kid— I still don’t know why.” He laughed, trying tom make Olivia feel a little better once Liam went to look for one of the things on their grocery list. “And then there’s Grace, who’s just Gracie, right?” He looked down at the young girl, picking her up from the floor and holding her in his hands, giving her a peck on the cheek before he heard her say the words ‘princess Gracie’, still having a hard time pronouncing the R. “Right, exactly that.” He answered, poking her belly which made her squeel. Returning his focus on Olivia again he nodded in reply. “M’sure you are, never said you weren’t, Liv!” He admitted as he smiled, “and you’re quite the dancer you told me and you can cook? What’s more in there?” He wanted to know, still knew there were things he didn’t know about the young brunette and was keen on getting to know her better.

The boy’s face lit up as soon as he heard the girl’s voice, agreeing on going out— or well, as far as going out goes, more like, having a tea party in your kid’s bedroom. However, he was excited on spending more time with her. Not wanting to show it off so much to he simply nodded. “Cool,” He grinned, playing a little with his lip ring before Liam returned again with bread. “You can? Holy shit, that’s amazing!” He admitted, a little too excited, turning to Liam. “You’ve got one hell of an amazing sister, man.” Mason chuckled and shifted on his feet, licking his lips. His eyes widening once the tall blond boy heard Olivia’s words, he tilted his head a little, not sure if he heard it right. Mason had been stated as a pervert more than once and he wasn’t one to deny it either, but Olivia just seemed so innocent, although that just looked like a mask she pulled off pretty well. “Wait, what?” Was the only thing he could say, a smile plastered on his face. “You’re gonna check if I’ll cry? Oh God,” Mason laughed, rolling his eyes. “M’not sure if I will to be honest— you’d have to look very closely during the scene of Mufasa.” He continued talking, “I just might shed a tear there.”

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Looking down at the small girl in her arms she noticed that the girl was looking up at her and then looking towards Mason laughing a little before muttering “I found princess LivLiv.” turning her attention from Mason while he was speaking to Gracie she laughed more than she should of “LivLiv….That’s a new one.” Leaning down towards Gracie she pushed her gentle along to Mason so she was no longer holding her hand or on her hip. Hearing his response Olivia felt her eye widen at what she had just heard and she noticed her brother half laughing but at the same time he tensed up around her. “Oh really? Well…I’m no stalker myself but I don’t think that your meant to tell the person that you are stalking them….” Olivia couldn’t fit the smirk that was on her face at that point. Sure it wasn’t the most normal thing to say but the conversations she seemed to have with the blue eyed boy where never normal. She could feel her brothers eyes on the back of her head flickering from Mason. It had always been like this whenever she met up with a friend who was a guy. It was part of the whole big brother thing but while Liam was more on the relaxed side of things, he still had his moments of when he could try and kill anyone if he wanted to.

The fact Mason had known her brother before her made the girl worry slightly. If she knew her brother well enough he would of said a few things about it without saying her name or any important details and that made her slightly scared. At the same time, she was more than happy they had met the way the did. Sure it was pretty weird with her staying the night at practically a strangers house but while she hardly knew him..He didn’t feel like a stranger. Raising her eyebrows slightly amused by his comment she placed her hands on her hips. Behind her she could here Liam mutter under his breath”Oh this should be good..” Taking a few stopped forward towards Mason she looked up smirking “What gives you that impression huh?” She did go down every now and again but most of the time she had work at the same time so she couldn’t. When she did go down thought she sometimes found herself helping Liam and even though it was only a little she still put the hard work in. Once Mason had explained what happened she felt her cheeks heat up and she hit him on the shoulder “You can hardly speak Mr.I know all the words to Under The Sea backwards!”