No One Does It Better-5-

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---JOSH POV---

Each time Dan and Oli caught eyes, I could feel the air grow tense, and I don't know why.
Maybe Oli is stressed that Dan will find out. In my opinion, Dan can know and I wouldn't mind, but I don't want to rush Oli into anything, he deserves nothing but the best.

Oli still didn't know about one thing we had it common. It isn't a good thing, either.
Seeing how much impact Oli's life has on mine makes me keep putting it off, again and again.

A couple of hours later, we were all back in my room, sound check was over. Oli wasn't there, he has gone to his room, but I wanted to be there too, and carry on what we had started earlier. He didn't want anyone to know, no one. He wouldn't let me in his room because he was terrified of them finding out.

The moment I first set eyes on Oli, my first thoughts were:
1. Fuck. He's gorgeous.
2. He looks so brave, so loyal and protective.

That second thought stayed in my mind and continued to be my belief until earlier today, when I realised he wasn't so brave, that he had emotions too.

I heard my phone vibrate on the table, loudly. Oli had texted me.

Come to my room, we can finish off what we started ;) xx

Oli didn't realise that the others were in my room, and if he did I'm sure he wouldn't want me to come.
I wanted to go, I couldn't resist. The thought of brushing my hands all along his skin where his tattoos were printed on his soft skin. He thought of our lips touching, this time more passionately.

I noticed Matt and Dan were in a deep conversation about something, but they looked focused and concentrated.

I stood up to leave for Oli's room, and noticed Chris and Max were looking at me, confusion on every part of their faces. They knew I do t go anywhere without telling someone where and why first.

'Oli.' I told them, moving my head in the direction of the door.
They nodded and carried on with their conversation, Dan and Matt still focused on theirs.

I stepped out the door and instantly knocked on Oli's, itching for the chemistry I experienced earlier again.

As soon as the door handle opened, I found my lips colliding with Oli's once more, making sure to shut the door behind me. I felt his warm hands surround my jaw-line, making me shiver, and become more and more willing to carry this moment on forever. The moments with Oli made me think of carpe diem, I knew I was making the most of my day, I was making my life the best I could by spending them with him.

Oblivious to the actions I was making, I felt my back land on Oli's hotel bed, feeling Oli pressed up against me, making me feel warm inside, I knew I was safe.

I never wanted anyone else to find out but us, it can be our little secret.

I woke up this morning with a grudge against Oli, thinking he was lying to me. Now, I am experiencing the best moments of my life with him, never wanting to get any older, never wanting this second to end.

The chemistry in the room became more heated by the second, neither of us knowing whether we should take advantage of this, or hold it all back.

This moment soon ended, when we recognised the sound outside Oli's window. It was the sound of obsessive, excitable fangirls. Don't get me wrong, if we didn't have our fans then we wouldn't exist. But at this precise moment, all I wanted to do was have privacy with Oli. Enjoy the magical moments in each others company, out lips pressed together in our own world that nobody else knew about.

One day, we will have to tell everyone. Let our little secret out to the world whether we like it or not. Some will be supportive, happy for us. Some will be over excited, but that's fine. And some will be damn right homophobic, but it's an opinion I guess and everyone has one.
'Josh...you okay?' Oli saw the thoughtful expression planted to my face making me look worried, but instead of answering, I crouched down whilst walking to the windows, and pulled the curtains closed, and almost jumped onto Oli's hotel bed, continuing what was becoming more normal than not.

This time, it went further than ever. More heated than ever. Better than ever. I lay on Oli, feeling his perfect jaw line with my fingertip, brushing it down his neck and resting on his chest as we continued the passionate kiss we were engrossed in. I heard footsteps and thought nothing of it, but soon realised I should have done when I could feel the presence of someone other than Oli in the room.

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