Last night I slept late as I was telling Freya all about Mr. Maxwell and what happened in last few days.

Her reaction was epic, it was a sight to watch.

"Did he wiped out the cream from your face?" She asked excitedly, her eyes dreamy.

"No fre, he just gave me his handkerchief" I laughed at her.

She pouted definitely thinking that he wiped out the cream, because she is totally crazy for this lovey dovey thing.

"But, I still have his handkerchief" I smiled shyly

Her eyes came back to being dreamy,

"You are totally crushing over him"

"No I am not" I denied

"Ohh please, from what I have heard. I'm sure you are" she smirked.

"You were the one who asked me about him" I said defensively. I do not like him

"Yeah but the way you described him, and the look in your eyes-" my eyes widened and I jumped at her tackling her down on the floor.

"No, there was no look in my eyes"

"Deny all you want Oli" she laughed vexing me

"Fine, say whatever you want. I was just telling you about him because you asked" I pouted and stood up.

"Did you already kissed him?"

"What??? No" I look horrified at her.

"Okay okay chill"

"I'm going to bed before you drive me crazy" I started walking towards my room.

"Okay goodnight. Have Mr Maxwell dreams" she laughed like maniac

"No pasta for you ever again" I glared at her from staircase

"Fine, I will asked Mr Maxwell to come home, and tell him about the delicious pasta you make. I'm sure you can't deny him" she said teasingly.

"Ughhhh" I groaned and continue to walk to my room.

"Good morning, sunshine" Freya came in my room and laid down beside me. I looked at her my mind still playing last night conversation about how she said I like Mr. Maxwell

"Why are you up so early?" I asked her because I always have to wake her up.

"I have to go to work early" she replied her eyes closed

"But last night you said you have to go late" I mumble

"That's because I wanted to hear the gossip" she mumbles back in sleepy voice

Rolling my eyes, I removed the duvet off my body, pulling myself up from the bed while grabbing my hair to put it in a bun and walked towards bathroom to brush.

"Freya, wake up. You will be late" I try pulling her up from the bed but she was heavy.

"Okay I'm going to count 3 and if you're not up then, I will tickle you" I warned her as I know how much ticklish she is.

When she didn't respond making me roll my eyes, I started counting

"1, 2, 3"

"Fine, I warned you" before my hand could touch her, she opened her eyes and she run out of the room pushing me aside.

"God, you are such a kid" I shouted at her from back.

Shaking my head, I walked downstairs towards the kitchen to make breakfast.

I didn't see Freya downstairs maybe she went to get ready.

I started making pancakes batter, I couldn't help but the things Freya said kept playing inside my head. I don't have a crush on him. Obviously, I find him really handsome, but that's it. Ugh Freya, I will kill you!!!!

"Watcha making?" Freya came into kitchen in her work uniform, she took out a chair and sat on it.

I glared at her still mad at her for putting those stupid talks inside my head.

"What?" She crunched her eyebrows not knowing what she has done.

"Nothing" I let it go and focused on flipping pancakes.

Placing all pancakes in a plate adding chocolate syrup and some strawberries on top, I too slid inside my chair, ready to savor this delicious pancakes.

After we were done eating, I ran upstairs to get changed for work, while Freya went to her work.

Taking a quick shower and changing in black oversized t-shirt and jeans and putting on sneakers I was ready to go. As my hair was wet I decided to let it down.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, it was packed. Our restaurant is not so big and fancy, but it is quite famous for its delicious foods.

"Olivia, hurry up and help me" Claudia said her hands on her head, as if she would pass out any minute.

Laughing at her, I put on my apron, grabbing my notepad, I walked towards tables to tables, taking orders and serving them.

It was almost 4 in afternoon, when my stomach growled loudly. I pulled myself up from the chair lazily and walked inside the kitchen looking for something to eat.

"Hey Oli, you okay?" Liam came from behind scarring me out.

"Gosh, Liam. You scared me" I said placing my hands on my chest.

"Sorry" he laughed.

"Actually I'm hungry and tired. Looking for something to eat" I smiled shyly motioning my hands around the kitchen.

"I was about to make vegetables cheese sandwich, do you want me to make one for you?" He asked walking past me near the fridge.

"Two" I smiled cheekily

Chuckling, Liam took out all the ingredients need to make sandwiches.

"I will chop these Vegetables" I offered him help and took those vegetables and knife from his hands.

"Where is Claudia?" I asked him while chopping some cucumber.

"Oh she left early today wasn't feeling well"

"Yeah, I figured that in morning"

I gave him the chopped Vegetables and went to make some coffee.

"When I came restaurant this morning, it was so crowded and now it's so quite. Strange" I said Liam continuing our conversation while pouring coffee in 2 cups.

"Yeah, even I find it very strange. Btw sandwiches are ready"

"Coffee too"

We headed out towards the sitting area, placing coffee mugs on the table.

As I was about to sit, Liam came beside me and pulled out a chair for me.

"Hmm, gentleman" I said making him laugh a little.

Scratching his neck embarrassed he slid into his chair in front of me.

"My lady" he said sliding the plate if sandwich towards me.

I laughed at his fake British accent shaking my head at him.

Leaning down to take a bit from my sandwich, some strands of my hair fell on my face.

Before I can even tuck them back, Liam fingers gently tuck them back.

I looked at him confused while his hands still on my hair.

"Ahem" someone cleared their throat making Liam retrieve his hands back and making me look at the person.

"Mr. Maxwell" I gasped.