Golden Girl (Oliver Phelps)

Wake Up

'Has she really just gone to bed' Julie asked with a laugh 'yea she did, she was up when I went to get a glass of water, she was sitting right there, I left her there because she was peaceful' Emma said walking back into the lounge 'she needs to wake up it's 2pm' Julie said and Oliver sighed and she gave him a look 'fine' he said with hands in the air show defeat.

Oliver was shaking her 'come on wake up' he said crouching down to her level 'let me sleep' she moaned through the pillow 'if you don't get up Julie will kill us both' Oliver said which made Aimee laugh 'come on' he said picking her up out of bed and putting her back on the ground, she grabbed some clothes and got changed, heading back into the bedroom to pick up her notebook which had her new song in.

'Why were you up so late is there something wrong' Oliver asked her with a smile 'no I was just writing' she said walking into another room 'you were writing music' he questioned and she looked at him 'I like to write till the sun goes down' she spoke taking her notebook to the stand 'stay there for me and when I put my thumb up and press the green button and when my thumb goes back up press the red one' she said and he just looked at her as she put the headphones on.

'You've got a hold of me

Don't even know your power
I stand a hundred feet
But I fall when I'm around ya

Show me an open door

Then you go and slam it on me
I can't take any more
I'm saying, baby please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don't mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?I'd drive through the night
Just to be near you, baby
Heart open, testify
Tell me that I'm not crazy I'm not asking for a lot
Just that you're honest with me
My pride is all I got
I'm saying, baby please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don't mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy on me
I'm a puppet on your strings
And even though you got good intentions
I need you to set me free
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart?
Would you please have mercy, mercy on my heart? Consuming all the air inside my lungs
Ripping all the skin from off my bones
I'm prepared to sacrifice my life
I would gladly do it twice
Consuming all the air inside my lungs
Ripping all the skin from off my bones
I'm prepared to sacrifice my life
I would gladly do it twice, please have mercy on me
Take it easy on my heart
Even though you don't mean to hurt me
You keep tearing me apart
Would you please have mercy on me?
I'm a puppet on your string
And even though you got good intentions
I need you to set me free I'm begging you for mercy, mercy
I'm begging you, begging you, please, baby
I'm begging you for mercy, mercy
Ooh, I'm begging you, I'm begging you, yeah'

Aimee sang and put her thumb up again and he stopped the recording she walked to him and listened to it back and started adding the sound for the background.

'I'm sorry that I'm not myself lately I act differently in America, three months here and three months in England then conventions and what else' she asked him looking out the window 'press tours and premiers around the globe' Oliver said which made her shiver she hated premieres mainly because she had to dress up 'what's up' he asked her looking confused 'how many premieres' she asked looking at him '26' he said and she sighed 'meaning 26 different outfits, time to defy the laws of dress code, 13 suits and 13 dresses' she said sighing and laying back in her seat.

'Your gonna be fine don't worry, you don't have to dress to impress people, dress how you want to dress' he said looking at her she was still in her slacks sitting down in her joggers and jumper which she brought 2 years ago it was a dark red Gryffindor one which had all the quidditch players names and positions on her joggers were black with a number 4 which was in red and gold.

Aimee stood up and walked to the lounge with her phone in hand but she stopped before the entrance 'this is a call and response let's see if they know it' she said holding her phone to her face, you could see Oliver smirk in the background knowing what was about to happen.

'Will I ever see your face again' she asked and looked around 'no way get fucked fuck off' the boys said and they all laughed 'ah shit that was fucking terrible' she said laughing at her phone and posting it on TikTok.

She made her way to the fridge and picked out some orange juice grabbed a glass and poured some in, got her tablets, and took them, she looked at her notifications and got an idea of a fan do the WAP dance before bed in front of Oliver she laughed a bit and she knew she would do it tonight because this week is all about the shows.