(A/N: Don't kill me, but when I feel the urge to write, I just have to get it down on paper. LOL anyway I am working on new updates for both Desire and Lifestyles that should be out very soon. In the mean time here is something new. Hope you like it.)

"The Deal"

"Have Sex With Me"

"You could always have sex with me Livvie. I heard it's a huge stress reliever." Fitz suggested as he followed Olivia Pope through St. Johns Collegiate Academy's library.

Olivia rolled her eyes as she searched the shelves for a book she wanted. She looked over at Fitz quickly. Disdain evident in her eyes, as she caught a glimpse of his infamous Grant smile. The one that drove every girl in their school wild with lust, every girl but her that is.

Since Olivia started school at St. Johns back in her ninth grade year, Fitzgerald Grant had been a thorn in her side. At first she thought his extra attention towards her was just a harmless crush. But soon it was evident from his never-ending professions of love and numerous amounts of gifts he bought that she never opened and always returned to him; it was less of a crush and more of an obsession.

Fitz was not a bad looking guy by any means. He was tall, standing at 6'2", had wavy brown hair that made him look like a movie star, a muscular built frame and eyes that were bluer that than the bluest ocean. He looked like a Greek God. He was also captain of the basketball team, which held three state titles, and possibly the most popular boy in school. Any girl would love to be in Olivia Pope's shoes and have the hottest most popular boy in school fawning over them every second of the school day. But their dream was Olivia's nightmare.

Those girls only saw his good looks and charms; they didn't see the real Fitz. Sure he was handsome, but he was also arrogant, egotistical and self-centered. He only cared about himself and those idiots that followed him around and called themselves his friends. Well she didn't hate his friends; Stephen Finch and Harrison Wright were actually pretty cool guys. But Fitzgerald Grant was an asshole. An asshole that said and did anything he wanted. He ruled the school with an iron fist, and had everyone on the hands and knees waiting on his beck and call. Yep he was an asshole, an asshole that would not leave her alone.

And she couldn't even think about trying to date someone else while at school. Fitz made it very clear to everyone in the halls of St. Johns Academy that she was off limits. Fitz was like the king of the high school, not too many people went against what he said. And for those brave few that had enough courage to approach Olivia, they were often on the other end of a very horrible prank. Fitz and his two best friends were some of the schools biggest pranksters St. Johns had ever seen. They even pranked each other sometimes but their best pranks were played against other people, namely the few guys that tried to hit on Olivia. Needless to say her love life at school was pretty nonexistent. Yet another reason to despise Fitzgerald Thomas Grant the third!

"I told you not to call me that Fitzgerald!" she said snapping at him. He smirked; he'd always thought she was sexy as hell when she snapped at him. Which happened a lot more often than not. He actually kind of looked forward to it now, as sick as that sounded. "And why on earth would I have sex with you?" Olivia scoffed as she picked up a book from the shelf. Fitz leaned over her shoulder to see what the book was before leaning back.

"Not really a question of why, more like why not?" he said shrugging as she placed the book back on the shelf. He stuffed his hands in his uniform pants pockets and stood as close to her as she would let him.

"Why not?" she repeated "Why not," she said once again, turning to face him this time; their height difference all too evident. Even though he towered over her as she stood at a mere 5'4", her commanding voice and domineering stance made her seem seven feet tall.

"Yeah, why not," he said shrugging again.

"Hmm…let me think," she said sarcastically. "You're a huge jerk, you walk around like you own the school. You're also a spoiled little rich boy who thinks that just because you're good looking, captain of the basketball team and your daddy's a senator that you should get whatever you want!" she said almost yelling.

"Did Olivia Pope just call me good looking," he asked grinning, oblivious to everything else she just said. Olivia rolled her eyes and walked away from him. He followed her.

"Leave me alone Fitzgerald," she said knowing that he hated when anyone at school used his full name. What she didn't know was that he loved it when she said it.

"Come on Livvie you can try to hide it, but you can't deny it," he said following her into the next aisle of bookshelves. She continued to look through the shelves for what she wanted as he kept up with her.

"Deny what exactly?" she asked nonchalantly.

"I know you like me." She actually laughed out loud at that "I've seen the way you look at me when you think I'm not looking," he said confidently.

"I never look at you," she said rolling her eyes. "I'm not even looking at you now."

"Because you're trying to hide it," he said following her as she went to the next aisle.

"Hide what exactly?" she asked disinterested.

"Your feelings for me, face it Livvie you want me," he said cockily. She laughed again and he smiled.

"What planet do you live on cus I'd sure love to visit it one day," she said sarcastically.

"Planet Livvie," he said smugly. She turned to him and glared before walking past him.

"Goodbye Fitzgerald."

"Wait," he said as she started walking away. "Let's make a deal," he said hurrying to catch up to her as she walked out of the very deserted library into the equally deserted halls of their high school.

"If it's about me fucking you…" she started and Fitz gasped shocked before a bright smile came over his face.

"Livvie you just swore," he said astonished. Olivia Pope was not the type of girl to swear. She was probably one of the most well behaved girls at their private school.

"So I said the word fuck, you act like you've never heard that word before," she said rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest as she faced him.

"I've heard it, just not from you. I didn't think my Livvie spoke like that," he said smirking. "I have to say, I love it when you talk dirty to me." Olivia glared at him.

"I'm not yours, get it through that thick skull of yours. I don't want you, leave me alone," she said before walking off.

He followed her still. She went inside a classroom where she'd be having debate practice soon. No one was in there yet and she knew Fitz would have to get to basketball practice in a little while. So she wouldn't have to tolerate his presence for too much longer.

She sat down at a desk in the front of the classroom and he sat down beside her in the next desk over. He moved his desk closer to hers and turned to face her. She kept her eyes forward waiting for him to leave. When he'd stayed for more than five minutes she knew he wasn't leaving any time soon. She was the captain of the debate team and they had a huge competition coming up. She needed her team to be focused and she knew that none of them would focus on anything she was saying if Mr. Popularity himself was sitting in their classroom. She huffed and turned to him. He was staring at her with a silly grin on his face. She wanted to wipe it off so bad; instead she rolled her eyes and asked.

"What is this deal you're speaking of?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise for a moment and then decided to say something before she tried to dismiss him once again.

"Have sex with me," he said quickly. She glared at him once again.

"Fitzgerald…." She warned but before she could finish he held his hands up in surrender and said.

"Hold on before you curse me out or dismiss me just listen," he pleaded. She rolled her eyes for what must've been the thirtieth time in the last twenty minutes. Then she sighed.

"Fine go on," she said knowing that she would live to regret agreeing to hear what he had to say.

"Ok listen, have sex with me, just once and I promise you I'll leave you alone for the rest of the year. I won't talk to you, I won't look at you and I won't interfere in your personal life ever again," he promised. She scoffed at him.

"Do I look like a fucking prostitute to you?" she asked glaring at him and feeling highly offended. He shook his head.

"No Livvie of course not," he said sincerely.

"Then what makes you think I'll have sex with you, just so that you will leave me alone huh?" she asked disbelievingly

"Just think about it for a second ok," he said calmly. "How many dates have you been on since you've been at St. Johns?" he asked. She thought about it and shook her head.

"Not many, like two maybe three," she admitted unashamedly. He nodded.

"Why do you think that is?" he asked

"Because you're an over obsessive prick who won't let anyone come near me, even though I've never shown any interest in you what so ever," she said smartly. Fitz laughed.

"Ouch Livvie, that hurt," he said smiling.

"You don't seemed that bothered," she said rolling her eyes again.

"Touché, now imagine how many dates you could go on without me interfering. Its senior year, we've got winter formal coming up, Sadie Hawkins, homecoming, not to mention prom. You can go to all of those this year and not have to worry about me embarrassing you or whatever date you choose, because I'll leave you alone if..." he said, but she cut him off.

"If I have sex with you," she said looking at him.

"Yes," he said simply. She raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Why me?" she asked. "You could have any girl you want in this school. Why do you want me?" she asked?

"Because I love you," he said without hesitation. Olivia laughed.

"You don't love me, you don't even know me," she said laughing still. Fitz smiled at her; he loved her laugh, even when it was at his expense.

"I know everything about you," he said confidently. She raised a challenging eyebrow at him and he smirked at her. "Your favorite food is popcorn, even though it's not a real food group. Your favorite book is Catcher in the Rye, you read it every other week," he said motioning to the book on her desk. Your favorite song is Diary by Alicia Keys and you like Taylor Swift even though you won't admit it," he said laughing when he saw her blush. "Your favorite movie is The Vow, because you are a true romantic at heart. Your favorite color is baby blue, which also happens to be the color of my eyes," he said winking at her. She rolled her eyes but let him continue. "You love to swim, but your first love is debate," he said naming off things that not even her parents knew about her.

"Ok, that's a little creepy," she said shocked that he even knew that much about her. He just shrugged.

"You are my favorite subject," he said simply. "So what do you say, deal?" he asked holding out his hand for her to shake. She looked at his hand and then looked in his eyes.

"I'm a virgin," she blurted out. She didn't know why, but she thought that might be a deal breaker for him. She knew he wasn't a virgin, she also knew that some of the girls he was rumored to have had sex with, were experienced. His eyes widened for a second, but then he smiled a satisfied smile.

"Ok."

"You still want to have sex with me?" she asked looking at him oddly.

"Yes, I'll always want to have sex with you Livvie," he said smiling at her. She shook her head. "So?" he asked. Five more minutes passed as she weighed out her options.

"Let me think about it," she said finally.

(A/N: So what do you think? Should I continue? I know Fitz might seem like a little stalkerish, but I promise you it all comes from a good place. Olivia despises him huh LOL. I thought I'd write a different perspective on this couple. I'm trying to make this story a little more humorous, than most of my other stories. Hopefully you'll read and stick around to find out how this plays out. OK R&R and let me know what you think, your feedback is very important to me. Till next time….)