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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 1, 2024 20:46:44 GMT -8
After Sawyer and Olivia ended their situationship, things were awkward. It was hard to play Quidditch with someone you craved, someone you couldn't be with, someone you had the time of your life with, but they managed. She couldn't help the way her eyes kept getting pulled to him throughout their practices or the way they watched him as he walked away for the day. It was hard for her to see him every day, to play so closely to him knowing she could no longer step into her fireplace and see him. She had no other choice but to move on. Hopefully they ended things soon enough to make it easy, but she was really doubting that would be the case.
About a week later, Noah invited Liv to a night out at Club Brielle to catch up and let loose. Olivia, of course, accepted and arranged to meet him there Friday night after practice. Once Mason said they were done for the day, Liv made a beeline for the locker room to shower and get ready. Half of her hair was tied back with several strands framing her face, her make up was perfectly applied, and she was dressed in a revealing outfit. Collecting her handbag, Liv left the stadium and Apparated to the alley just a block from the club.
Noah and Liv were hanging out at the bar, drinks in their hands, laughing about some dumb Quidditch joke Noah just told when she felt a charged energy run through her, something pulling her toward the club's entrance. Dark eyes looked over to see Sawyer entering the club. Her heart constricted and her stomach twisted when he met her gaze. Liv quickly looked back to Noah, smiling once more and chatting animatedly with him.
Outfit
Sawyer Rhodes
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 2, 2024 12:41:43 GMT -8
Sawyer now knew exactly why there was a rule about not getting involved with teammates. It was only a brief period of time that he and Olivia had been involved, but fuck, it felt incredibly longer with how his heart constricted seeing her each day at practice or not hearing the crackle of his fireplace at the normal time she would arrive. They played continued to play incredibly well together, their chemistry undeniably still there. They just didn't react on it. While he remained on the field for several moments longer talking to the kitman, he watched her walk into her shower room, craving and feeling a magnetic pull to get in there. He never did. He went home after practice, not having any plans that night, perhaps watching a baseball game back home. That was his plan until his friend/neighbor knocked on his door, telling him to go out with him for the night, go out to the pub or club. Sawyer started to decline, but stopped himself. He was a twenty-year-old man, a great looking one at that. There was no reason why he was inside on a Friday night. He quickly changed and followed Eli to Club Brielle, where he instantly recognized as the place he met Liv. His heart rate accelerated, but he soothed it, convincing himself that she wouldn't be there. Sawyer found out he was instantly wrong the moment he walked through the door. She was the first thing he spotted in the crowded club. She always stood out. Fuck, he thought to himself, half tempted to leave the club, but Eli dragged him, thankfully, to the other end of the bar, away from Liv, where Sawyer ordered a beer while two girls started talking to the two of them. Outfit
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 3, 2024 4:19:58 GMT -8
Fuck, he looks so good, she thought to herself as her eyes kept getting pulled back to him, watching as he followed his friend to the other side of the bar. "Did you hear me?" Noah's voice came into focus and she ripped her gaze away from Sawyer to look at him. "Hmm? No, sorry," she said with a half-hearted smile. "I got distracted." Noah's brows raised and he turned around, looking around for a moment before he turned back to her. "Oh, someone catch your eye?" He was teasing her, but Olivia's focus was already back on Sawyer, watching as these girls approached him. "Something like that," she answered, even though her insides were twisting with jealousy. Her heart sunk into her stomach and she downed the rest of her drink. "Come on," she told Noah, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him to the dance floor. He seemed surprised, but he set aside his drink and rose from his seat, towering over almost everyone around him, and followed her out there.
One thing she really loved about Club Brielle was the live music. It was a lot classier than say, Club Liliana or any of those muggle dance clubs that crowd London. The music was fast-paced with a Latin feel and it reverberated throughout her body as she danced with her friend, her feet moving expertly as she twirled in and out of his arms. Olivia's relationship with Noah was strictly platonic, but she couldn't deny that she wanted Sawyer to see her dancing with him.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 3, 2024 17:11:18 GMT -8
He couldn't help how his eyes kept glancing back over to Olivia, seeing her abdomen and chest almost on display. Sawyer remembered very vividly what lay under that fabric, the outline of her curves. A damp heat coursed through him as those thoughts pulsed through him. It still felt off and different that things had ended with him. Sawyer hadn't wanted it; he wasn't prepared for it. Now he just had to tolerate seeing her with someone else, feeling the acidic acid pulse through his veins knowing that someone else was touching her as he had.
One of the girls, a blonde named Marla who he had met a few weeks earlier, was more interested in him. She reminded him that she was a new Junior Reporter for the Prophet, hoping to get a story soon. Sawyer wished her the best, taking a sip of beer, almost spitting over her tight dress seeing Liv and the guy she was Liv take her to the dance floor. His throat was burning with acid. His stomach was churning uncomfortably. "Want to dance," he asked Marla. She nodded her head excitedly reaching for his hand before actually saying yes.
Marla's hands were way more eager than his, exploring all over his chest and arms, not staying still for a second. His hands stayed on her waist. His eyes kept wandering, easily finding Olivia, and then forcing them back to the blonde.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 4, 2024 23:11:44 GMT -8
Her eyes didn't stay on Noah for long; they were wandering every few seconds, finding Sawyer and watching as he led a pretty blonde to the dancefloor. Her stomach churned with jealousy, the knife in her heart twisting as the witch put her hands on his chest. Olivia's body flushed with white hot fury, wanting so desperately to grab her by the hair and tear that bitch off of him. He was hers. Only... he wasn't. Not anymore. It was her who had the issues that prevented them from being together. There was a part of her that whispered "what's the worse that could happen", wondering if her father would truly disown her for being with a Muggleborn, thinking that maybe he wouldn't, but she wasn't sure and that was what scared her.
The song ended and there was a very brief reprieve before the music was picking up again. Noah decided he was going to get them more drinks and left her on the dance floor. Her eyes slinked back over to Sawyer and that bimbo, watching as the witch started to lean in toward him. The fire within in her flared and she tore her gaze away from them, unable to stomach seeing him kiss someone else. She had just started to follow Noah to the bar when she felt fingers close around her wrist and pull her back. Before she knew it, she was in the arms of an attractive man whose breath smelled a little too strongly of vodka. Under normal circumstances, she would have gone with it and seen where the night would take the two of them, but her heart was hurting and she was driven completely mad by jealousy. Throwing him a disgusted look, Olivia shoved him off of her. "Get. Off," she enunciated sharply before turning on her heel and taking a step toward the bar. The man, however, was not discouraged. His hands slid to her hips and he was pulling her back again, his words slurring as he said, "C'mon, baby, don't be like that." Liv's eyes were murderous as they glared into him and she pulled her arm back to jab him hard in the throat. The wizard started coughing and sputtering, his hands falling from her hips to grab hold of his throat. "Crazy bitch!" He yelled at her, but she wasn't done. Olivia leaned in and hissed, "Touch me again and you'll really regret it, jackass," before storming off toward the exit.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 6, 2024 18:21:08 GMT -8
His hands felt wrong on Marla. They were dull, meager dying embers compared to the vivid, raging flames he felt with Olivia. Marla felt differently, however. Her hands kept moving freely over him, and Sawyer could only describe the sensation as when his sisters covered him with worms when he had been sleeping while they were camping. He kept dancing, though, trying to keep his mind and gaze off of Liv. It wasn’t working.
The song was ended and his hands dropped from the blonde, but hers remained on him. Had they become glued somehow? His brows were knitting together as her eyes were flitting shut and her head was leaning forward. Sawyer’s eyes opened widely, and he jumped back. ”What was that, Eli,”” he asked his friend who hadn’t called for him. Sawyer moved toward the crowd in the general direction of Eli to make the lie look believable. That was when he saw the scene between some stranger grabbing onto Liv.
His heart rate increased. His chest was tightening. Pupils narrowed while his fists were clenched. Sawyer wanted to beat the man unconscious for even touching Liv, but then she socked him in the throat. His fists and chest loosened knowing that she was physically okay, but she was heading toward the exit.
Sawyer didn’t know what he was thinking. She had made it clear that nothing could happen between them. It was useless to carry on any type of relationship between them. He still followed her out the door and looked for her retreating figure. ”Liv,” he called after her, wondering where she could have gone to, hoping she hadn’t apparated home, yet.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 6, 2024 20:35:02 GMT -8
Her heart was pounding, thudding so loudly in her ears that all it blocked out all the noise around her. She hadn't even stopped to tell Noah where she was going, she just left the place immediately, not wanting to see Sawyer with that twat and feeling her skin crawl at the wizard who had touched her. Olivia didn't know where she was going, all she knew is that she wanted to get away. The sound of her heels clicking against concrete was the only thing she heard outside of her heartbeat, until she heard that American accent that sent shivers down her spine calling out to her. Despite herself, she stopped walking, turning toward him. Liv watched as he caught sight of her and started rushing to her. "What?" she said with just the smallest hint of venom. Even though she was angry with him for flaunting that girl in front of her, she couldn't help but feel relieved he chased after her.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 7, 2024 7:56:23 GMT -8
Out of the figures that were outside of the bar, only one had stopped when he called out and turned. Sawyer jogged over to her. The bite in her tone was noted. It would be understandable after the ordeal she had just been through. He started to reach a hand out, but stopped, bring it back to his side. "I just wanted to make sure you were alright," he said. What he really wanted to do was not have been at the club in the first place or have ended things with Olivia. Sawyer would have much preferred to have been at either of their apartments, wrapped up in only each other.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 7, 2024 10:07:35 GMT -8
Her eyes followed the motion of his arm before flicking back to his eyes, feeling her chest tighten so hard she couldn't catch her breath. She wanted him to reach out to her, to pull her into him. He told her he wanted to see if she was alright, likely seeing the scene with that douchebag at the club. Dark eyes searched his light ones for a moment, tears starting to shimmer in them. "No," she said. "I'm not alright. This isn't what I want." Olivia hadn't been prepared for the aching hole in her gut, the void that got larger with every passing day. She didn't know she was going to miss him so badly. "I don't know for sure my parents would disown me. Their marriage wasn't exactly sanctioned by the family."
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 7, 2024 16:02:08 GMT -8
Olivia said that she wasn't alright, which was what he assumed seeing as she was just harassed by a drunken idiot. His head tilted to the side when she said that this wasn't what she wanted. That wasn't what he expected. Of course, no one wanted to be hit on by an arrogant drunk. Sawyer wanted to pull her in, cradle her into him, but she didn't want that. She didn't want him. It wasn't worth the risk, even though every fiber in his being told him that the few weeks together said that it was.
When she opened her mouth next, was not expecting the words that came out. It had nothing to do with the incident that had just occurred. Sawyer was completely flabbergasted. "Olivia, what are you talking about," he asked, thinking that maybe she had too much to drink.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 7, 2024 23:01:55 GMT -8
Olivia stood there with her eyes searching his, her chest feeling so incredibly heavy as he didn't understand what she was saying. The man at the club didn't bother her for long, but the distance between Sawyer and herself continued to hurt her. "I'm talking about us," she answered quietly.
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 8, 2024 4:53:24 GMT -8
Why was she talking about them? She had been the one to end it, the one who had everything to lose. When he lay down in his bed, it was cold and empty without the warmth of her next to him. His apartment was too silent without the vibration of her laughter reverberating off the walls. It had only been several weeks, but his body craved her, addicted to her like a drug. The detox was horrible and unbearable. "You're the one who wanted to end it," Sawyer replied.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 8, 2024 5:14:02 GMT -8
She shouldn't be feeling this strongly about someone she hasn't known a month, but here she was feeling it anyway. The connection between them was magnetic, electric, intoxicating and absolutely addicting. Olivia thought that if they ended things early then they could avoid all the heartbreak, but she was mistaken. "I know," she answered, her gaze unwavering. "I can't take it anymore. I don't want to miss you anymore."
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Post by Sawyer Rhodes on Apr 8, 2024 17:51:55 GMT -8
It was dusk and streetlights were just flickering on, and London was still bustling around them. Olivia's gaze didn't falter, though, not with any of the words she spoke. Sawyer's eyes didn't leave hers, either. His heart either doubled a beat or completely stopped for one; he couldn't have been sure. She had missed him, too. Sawyer thought he had been the only one, the only one that had felt the yearning for the other, the undeniable pull. "What are you going to do about it then, Liv," he asked with a slightly daring tone. She had been the one to end it; she could be the one to fix it.
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Wimbourne Wasps Chaser
you are the moon that breaks the night for which i have to howl |
Werewolf
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Post by Olivia Moretti on Apr 9, 2024 2:01:13 GMT -8
The last week had been one of the hardest of her life. It sucked going to an empty bed at night, her heart aching and yearning for Sawyer's touch. She had been relying on potions to get her to sleep because thoughts of him kept her up. Her dark eyes continued to search his, wanting and wishing that she could fall into his embrace again. He spoke up, daring her to do something, and Olivia found herself moving to him without hesitation. Her hands wrapped around the back of his head and she pulled him in to kiss him heatedly. She didn't care that they were in the middle of the street with people all around them, all that mattered was the feeling of his soft lips against hers.
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