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Despite the very private and guarded person she was, Olivia liked being able to lay everything out for Noah. Not that she was content with being a very open person (she may be an extrovert, but definitely not a people person or content with expressing her emotions), but she liked strategy. And expressing their wants and making sure what made each other comfortable was supposed to be an important aspect of maintaining a long, healthy relationship--and that is what she wanted with Noah. "Well, I appreciate you offering, and you having caring about me enough to be prepared in case that was something I wanted, but I think I'd much rather prefer everyone knowing about us. Even if I may not be the cheerful person you are, I'm still happy with you. And I like you. Though I will kill you if you ever tell anyone how sappy I was just now."

Hearing her response, Noah mulled her words over for a moment, not at all sure as to why he’d even offered to keep things a secret for her. The idea of everyone knowing that they were together was one he wanted, simply because it wasn’t something he was ashamed of. Noah had liked Olivia for years, it hadn’t been a secret to anyone — especially not after their antics at prom. But inherently, Noah knew that while he was completely open about his thoughts and feelings, that was something he didn’t share with Olivia. Unlike him, she was a private person, or at least he’d always thought she was. Allowing his gaze to meet hers, he nodded slowly. “I don’t want to be your dirty little secret,” he admitted honestly, a sigh leaving his lips. “But I know that you like to keep your life private, so I guess I was just trying to make sure you knew we could do this how you wanted. I like you, I just want you to be happy.”

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As Olivia recalled her history with Noah, she wasn't sure she would be able to get used to the care. She had never had genuine friends before, so knowing someone like Noah genuinely cared about Olivia and more than that--liked her--was new territory for her. Who'd knew he of all people would soften her? "Why would I not want anyone to know?" Olivia asked, raising a brow as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Nobody knowing would mean guys would be able to approach me. And I don't want any girls flirting with you; I want them to know you're with someone, and thus unavailable. Besides, I don't think it's much of a compliment if you were my dirty little secret."

The grin on Noah’s lips was still intact as he watched her, realizing how happy he was. No doubt it would be a little awkward to explain to Arthur that he was, you know, dating his twin sister, but regardless of that, Noah didn’t know when he’d been happier. Truthfully, he’d never really had the sense that people cared about him, partially because of his home life and partially because he was mostly used for comic relief — so the idea that Olivia liked him enough to push that away to be with him despite her obvious issues with caring, it made him feel special. Definitely a cheesy thought. “I won’t tell anyone unless you want me to,” he told her softly, reaching over to take her hand. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. I really like you, so.. we go on your terms, alright?”

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Girlfriend. Noah's girlfriend. For some reason the thought made Olivia smile--even though she hated knowing that. It was ridiculous, she thought, how this boy made her happier than she thought anyone could. But even though she thought she should know better, she kind of liked it. She liked the feeling. And maybe she could get used it, although she kinda, secretly hoped it was only with him. "Don't go around bragging," She chuckled softly, rolling her eyes. "Don't make me regret saying yes though, dummy. Remember, I don't let just anyone in."

The fact that Olivia had seemed so hesitant to answer his question sent a little bit of panic through Noah’s veins for the first time, like, ever. Nervousness wasn’t up his alley, and there was no denying that this situation put him right there, which made him a little uncomfortable. Catching his lower lip between his teeth, he almost took his asking her out back - was that even a thing - but before he could, Olivia finally broke the silence. Her words were almost enough to make him exhale a breath of relief, but he stopped himself before he could, not wanting her to laugh at him. Unable to keep from grinning, he remarked casually. “So you’re my girlfriend now. I could dig that.”

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Although she knew it was coming, Olivia was left dumbfounded when he confirmed her suspicions. All of their flirting and teasing had led up to this moment, though knowing this, she still wasn't prepared. The easy answer was yes, and she wanted to say it, but isn't this what she was supposed to be avoiding? She wasn't supposed to be weak or dependent. But saying no could mean she lose him and it was too late to go back. "Should've known this day was coming soon," She commented, her careless facade still masked over. "But--" She paused, her heart hammering in her chest as she quickly tried to weigh the pros and cons of the other's question. "Yes." It came out before she could second guess, but even though her heart continued to beat faster than it should, she was happier than she'd like to admit with her answer. "I guess it couldn't hurt to give it a try."

Noah was quiet for a moment, his gaze lingering on hers. There was something about this moment that terrified him, because he’d never been in this situation - and he’d never been in it with someone like Olivia. Someone who both exhilarated and terrified him, but he wanted it, so badly. He just didn’t have the slightest clue how to ask, and that was scary too. Because while he hadn’t ever been the overly obnoxious sort of person who was confident beyond belief, he’d never been insecure, the the small show of it scared him now. Catching his lip between his teeth, he opened his mouth to say something but stopped himself when he heard her words. Funny, how the most serious, most terrifying girl he knew could be the one to lighten his mood now. Running a hand through his hair, Noah shrugged. “You just compared me to a puppy, I’m taking that as a compliment,” he told her with a small grin. Moments later, however, his nervousness was back in full-force. “Yeah,” he nodded, “I’m asking you out.” He tried to appear confident, knowing this was the only way to win her over.

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Sitting before Noah, Olivia couldn't help but wonder how she got in this position in the first place. Noah was somebody she had known for years. He knew her brother for as long as she could remember. Wasn't she supposed to see him as a brother? But siblings don't make out the way they do. Maybe it was the way she never saw it coming that caused her to open up. Because here she sat with him, on a date. Both of them flirting with one another. Both of them wanting the same thing, but neither of them making it official. "I'm obsessed with you?" She couldn't help but laugh a little, a hint of amusement ridden in her features as she smiled at him. "Oh, honey. Wherever I go, you follow me like a lost puppy. Not that I mind much, honestly. It's endearing." Capturing her bottom lip between her teeth, she gnawed softly, as she looked down, one hand laying itself over the other. "So is this you asking me out then? Officially."

There was no doubt in Noah’s mind that he was taking a risk in asking Olivia to be his girlfriend, even in the indirect way he’d done so. For the most part, he and Olivia had been involved of sorts since prom and while that had never been something they’d shied away from, it had also been something that neither of them had tried to label — although Noah had considered it more than once or twice. Allowing a shallow breath to leave his lips, he tried his best to keep his worries from his face, knowing that regardless of his nerves, it wasn’t a secret to anyone that Olivia liked him, more than she liked anyone else. Honestly, he knew Olivia didn’t typically like anyone at all, which was what made him feel even more special that she evidently liked him — even if she liked to pretend she didn’t. Allowing a chuckle to escape his lips, Noah let out a scoff. “Obsessed? Funny coming from my biggest fan,” he teased, his expression sobering moments later. “If you want my opinion, I think you should give me a chance because you wouldn’t regret it. I mean, you’ve already got a song or two written after you, it can only go up from here.”

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The question shouldn't have surprised her at all. She knew it was bound to come eventually. They had been playing this game for probably months now and it was only inevitable Noah would ask. But still, she couldn't help but feel abashed, a small blush creeping her cheeks as she smiled a little, turning away from him. This relationship would probably not end well for either of them. She didn't deserve someone like him, so sweet and patient with her. But that didn't stop her from wanting him. Maybe this wouldn't work. Maybe she'd screw it up. Maybe he'd lose his patience. But he wanted this. She wanted this. So what kind of person would she be if she didn't at least try to make it work? "Well," She started, unable to remove the smirk from her face. "I'm not surprised in the least by that. I always knew you were obsessed with me." Chuckling softly, she shook her head at him, rolling her eyes after at how ridiculous she probably looked because damn, it was obvious. "I might say yes though. I should give you a chance, shouldn't I?"

"Maybe I just like calling you nicknames because I know you think it’s cute," Noah teased, his expression light as he looked at her. Taking a moment to consider her question, he could only shrug as his smile deepened. "It depends," he told her with a soft laugh. It was remarkable, how easy being around Olivia was and how he couldn’t help but be cheerful in her presence. "Rumor has it, I was planning on asking you out," he told her simply, still grinning as his gaze met hers. That wasn’t a rumor at all, unless he’d somehow managed to start it himself mentally, but Noah suspected Olivia wouldn’t really care to argue that point. What she might care about, however, was what he was about to say next. "I also heard a rumor," he started, "that if I did happen to ask you to be my girlfriend, you might just say yes. Care to comment?" As he asked her, he kept his expression cheerfully nonchalant, not wanting Olivia to know exactly how nervous he was.

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"Right," Olivia conceded, raising her brows slightly as she nodded at his statement. "And you're still calling me anything but Olivia because..?" While the name didn't bother her at all, she still felt the need to put up her walls, despite the fact that they've been crumbling considerably since they've gotten close. She knows how she feels, even though she thinks she shouldn't at all. She hated feeling weak. And even though the boy made her happy, she couldn't help but feel like feeling anything too strongly would only result in disaster. "Is it really?" She asked, tilting her chin up as she looked over at Noah with a small smirk painted on her lips. "And what is it? Should I be worried?"

"I’ve known you since I was six," Noah couldn’t help but state matter-of-factly, a sheepish grin tugging at his lips as he looked at her across the table. Most people, including his best friend, thought the boy was insane for being so enraptured in the girl sitting across from him, but it only took a moment like this, one filled with soft teasing that never failed to elicit a laugh from him, to remind Noah of why exactly he’d fallen for her - and why he didn’t want it to end. He’d never had a girlfriend, and had only kissed the girl sitting across from him, but looking at her, the idea of dating her sounded kind of nice. Even when she spoke up, her words causing him to run his hand through his hair nervously. "I’d heard that," Noah admitted nonchalantly. "The rumor mill around here’s getting pretty crafty, let me tell you. I’ve heard another rumor, though and I haven’t quite decided my stance on it."

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A light smile grazing her lips, Olivia rolled her eyes playfully, leaning back in her chair as she shook her head lightly. "We've known each other for how long, and you're still referring to me as 'Nash'?" While initially she hated--and generally still hates--being nicknamed anything, and only liked being called Olivia, something about Noah calling her anything but was nice. She didn't mind it coming from him, and she knew somewhere in the back of her mind, it said something about their relationship, though she still refused to let that surface. "You know though, we've been spending an awful lot of time together," She stated matter-of-factly, holding out her arms to gesture at their meeting. "People are actually starting to think we're dating."

The cafe was relatively quiet around him, but for some reason, the usually lively boy couldn’t bring himself to mind. Call it a sudden burst in maturity or something else, Noah had found himself beginning to appreciate the simplicity of quiet moments, of waiting — well, not so much the latter. Which begged the question of why he was even bothering to wait now, but considering whom he was waiting for, Noah supposed the question practically answered itself. He’d ordered a water, not wanting to order coffee before the girl arrived, a rare show of politeness that he hoped she wouldn’t scoff at, and he didn’t fret as the minutes ticked by. She’d show up eventually, as she did a few minutes later, looking as beautiful as he’d ever seen her, although Noah knew she’d surely laugh at him had he admitted that. Grinning lightly, he spoke up in greeting, “Hey, Nash.”

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As Olivia trailed up the front steps of Insomnia, she could see Noah sitting at one of the small tables through the building's glass wall. How could she find herself caring about someone like him? Considering the kind of person she was. Why would he like her? Didn't know what kind of person she was? He didn't even know half of it. But still, he deserved better. She smiled softly as she stepped through the building's front door, the small ding of the bell atop of the door chiming softly above her. "Hi," She greeted him with a small wave, before taking a seat in the chair in front of him. Maybe he didn't need someone like her in his life, but maybe she eventually could be.

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-brings her foot to his chest and shoves him- Idiot.

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-shrugs lightly- You like it, you probably think it’s charming. -can’t help but shake his head- I’m more than okay, but I’ll let you live in denial.

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-presses the palm of her hand to her face and rolls her eyes dramatically, shaking her head- You are an idiot. -chuckles softly and looks away, drawing a sigh- And I guess you're okay.

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-puffs out his chest a little bit, trying to look tough- I’m not a boy, I’m a man. -laughs, shaking his head before sobering a little bit- But seriously, I’ve known you my entire life. You scare me too much for me to ever think of taking advantage of you, if I was that type of guy. But I’m not. I know I joke a lot and I act dumb, but I’m serious about that. -moves to go sit beside her, a sigh falling from his lips- Everyone puts pressure, supposedly that’s what life’s about. But.. thanks, for saying that. You’re kind of the coolest girl I know, that’s just another reminder of it.

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-sits up straight and dangles her feet off the edge of the bed, sighing- Noah, it's fine. You're fine. It's hard to tell with boys. I don't trust them. But as long you know and you're okay with that, then it's fine. -pats her bed softly- You can sit up here. There's no pressure and there's nothing wrong with being a virgin. I'm one too. Sex is just sex. You should not have to feel like you should do it because other people are. 

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-frowns, pulling back from her entirely- Olivia, stop. It’s not like that. Like, believe it or not, I don’t think I’m… I don’t think I’m ready for that. -looks down, running a hand through his hair- You know, the band used to make fun of me for being the only virgin? They used to make fun of me a lot, and I guess the reason I never bought into it like some of the other guys did was because I like this stuff. I like sitting and talking to you even if you tell me I’m dumb for climbing in your window, I like kissing you, yeah.. but we both know I chased you around way before you ever let me kiss you. I’m here because I like you, not because I want to have sex with you. -lets out a soft sigh, shaking his head as he gets up, moving to climb off the bed and sitting on the floor- See? I’m not even sitting next to you, I can’t even try to hold your hand only to have you smack my hand away, and I still want to be here with you. I don’t expect anything, I just like you.

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-sits up, drawing a sigh- Noah, it's fine. It's just hard to tell a boy's intentions. I'm not--You're not going to compliment me and then be able to expect to get in bed with me. That's not how it works. I won't give it up to anyone who just gives me attention. Sex is a privilege. Not a right.

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-shakes his head, running a hand through his hair as he looks at her- Listen, Olivia… I’d never pressure you. Not on purpose and like, I’ve never -hesitates, a little embarrassed- I’ve never done any of this, so if I do something wrong or I pressure you into thinking I’m trying to do more than kiss you, tell me, okay? -catches his lower lip between his teeth- I like you. I wouldn’t want to pressure you because I want you to like me too.

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-watches him intently and nods her head slowly- Alright. Good. As long as we're both on the same page.

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-watches her for a moment, catching his lower lip between his teeth before running a hand through his hair sheepishly- Kissing you and getting comfortable? -exhales a shallow breath- I’m not trying to pressure you, I swear.

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-complies with his actions, laying back against the bed, but pulls out of the kiss- What are you doing?

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-is a little surprised when she doesn’t pull back, but decides to take things a little further by leaning back against her pillow, his hands resting on her hips-

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-leans into his touch, clutching onto the front of his shirt, digging her nails into the fabric as she instantly responds to the kiss-

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-can’t help but grin as he watches her, his hands moving to the back of her head as he parts her lips with his tongue, deepening the kiss-

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-keeps her head down, fiddling with her cell phone in her hands for a few moments before throwing caution to the window and leaning back in to press her lips to his-

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-frowns slightly, moving a little closer- I doubt that. -grins lightly- You really don’t want me here?