Broken Hearts and Forgotten Memories pt.2 (Oliver Sykes fanfic)

21- I Hate to Break it to You

Title and Song Credit: Bite My Tongue by You Me At Six

Wow sorry for the short short SHORT update for the amount of time I've had but I had to upload for y'all. I'm just going through some complications with UIL coming up (debate so it's a shit ton of writing and I'm drained at the end of the day) and a few close family members have died so I've been just slummin' it big time. I'm throwing a penny down the well for a change of wind though, loves. 

Josh's P.O.V.

"You keep me on the edge of my seat, I bite my tongue so you don't hear me!" I sang into the mic, outstretching my arm for the fans to sing the final lines. "I wanna hate every part of you in me, I can't hate the ones who made me!" A grin spread across my face wide and full of happiness; small chills tingling my spine. Fuck hearing them sing back lyrics I wrote never gets old.

"Are you guys ready for Bring Me The fucking Horizon? I'm sure they're all ready for you sexy bitches." I said, the crowd screaming making me laugh as Oliver smirked from the side stage after finishing Bite My Tongue with me. "One last song, Virginia! You guys have been amazing!"

The familiar drum beats and melody from Chris hummed in my bones, announcing the final song Underdog. I remember awhile back when Max broke up with his first girlfriend and he thought he was top shit and didn't need her at all. I told him he was stupid as shit for letting her go, she was so utterly kind and dorky and fit perfectly with Max. However with the upcoming of the band, he was overflowed with all these groupies, both gorgeously fake and the innocent cute ones. Albiet, I did sleep with one or two but it just wasn't my thing and I didn't make it a continuous action that melted into my tour routine. 

As for routine, Oliver's 24/7 frown as been nearly whisked away. He's been talking to Lily and still gripping onto his clingy habit but it's grip is easing loads and probably taking pressure off of her. I'd be sure as hell iffy and creeped by a guy I don't know, being awfully clingy to myself, and claiming we were in love when I have no recollection of the past. Oliver is becoming so much more happy though and you can see the light in his eyes.

I haven't read what Lily and him are talking about but it's helping and that's all I care about. Hopefully, Lily has or will grow feelings for Oliver because his are still flowering immensely.

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"Jesus my head hurts like hell, I was headbanging too hard during the sets." I laughed, grabbing a bottle of water, to Oliver. He smiled at the comment and ran his hand through his hair trying to unstick it from his sweaty forehead; body odor filling the air of the venue.

"Mmm, bet you had fun though bitch." He winked, heading out the back with me trailing behind him. Soreness from the last few shows and now this one built on my shoulders, packing up pain.

"Oh yea, when would I not?" I jumped along with the conversation and his sassy sarcasm.

"I bet that's not the only thing you have fun doing. I outta buy some new whips slut," Oliver winked, taking my bottle and chugging the rest of the water.

"You bloody wanker that was my fucking water. Go fetch me more." I whined, thirst still choking my throat as I looked around for a bottle.

"The dom doesn't listen to the bitch, Joshie. Hey, where's Austin? I wanted to ask him about the lights during his set." Oliver asked, walking around the hall to the only dressing room, spotted a fountain, and began to fill up the plastic container.

"Uhh," I breaked in my thoughts, thinking about the last image I had of  Austin, "I think him, Alan, and Tino went to go grab some food but don't trust my word."

"Thanks babe." Oliver said, handing back the bottle. "Come on."