M Y W O R L D | Sykean

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I woke up the next morning with my face snuggled against someones chest and my arms around a fit body.
Realization of what happened yesterday hit me like a truck- I needed to somehow get out of Olivers grap before he noticed me literally cuddling him like there was no tomorrow!
I looked up just to see...
HIS GODDAM EYES WIDE OPEN???!!!
what the fuck, he's been awake?
Since when?
Fuck fuck fuck now he's gonna know I'm gay and want's to quit our relationship!
I don't wanna loose my best friend!
Not the one I love so much!

Instead of screaming at me like I expected him to, he actually smiled at me.
He SMILED at me.
Not even that now he started to go through my hair with his fuckin nice fingers.
What the fuck is happening?
He was literally twirling my locks around his fingers and watching them fall off his hands!

"Good morning sleeping beauty."
Oh god his morning voice is so hot, I can't.

"M-morning", I stumbled.
I was too amazed at how he looked, I couldn't brake eye contact.
Normally, I couldn't even keep up like 5 seconds while talking to people but with him it was just different.
He was different, and I loved it.

"Did I do some bad shit last night?"
From the look of his face I could tell that something was bothering him, like he was afraid he did a very certain thing last night.
I wanted to ask him about it but I decided to remain quite.
Guess I'll ask him about it as soon as we arrive in America.

"Na you're fine. You were kinda starting at me tho."

"Well, I can't help it, I need to stare at beautiful people."

I blushed and looked down.
What was he doing to me, I needed to stop this as soon as possible.
I couldn't be together with my best friend, let alone a band mate.
He didn't even love me back, he did this because he was my best friend.
The word hurt me every time he said it or I was this king about it.
I wanted him and me to be more than best friends so badly.
But I think I was simply not good enough for him-Plus, he's not even gay.
I need to get this shit into my head, goddammit!

Suddenly I feel two fingers laid at my chin forcing me to look up again.
What happened now made my heart explode into a thousand pieces.
Not in a bad way.
He lend forward and placed a soft kiss on my forehead.
I blushed more if that was even possible.
My mouth stood open, my eyes were wide.
He's never done that before.
I mean hugs, sleeping in the same bed, or some shit were things we did all the time, but a kiss?
Not that I was complaining tho.

"Hey Matt we need to get done, our plane takes off in a few hours.", he said sitting up which causes me to also go up.

"Y-yeah you're right."
I just couldn't say more or stop stuttering, I was still in shock!

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I groaned.
The airport was so crowded that you touched people everywhere you went.
They pushed you around and it didn't seem to be one spot without having contacts to other bodies.
How I hated this situation!
I felt my breath getting faster and faster as I was about to have a panic attack.
To my luck, Oliver noticed and took my hand.

"Guys, wait for us at Starbucks, Matt's got a panic attack"

He dragged me through the crowd to the men's bathroom.
I really liked how my palm felt in his large one.
His fingers intertwined with mine was the best feeling ever.
My heart began to beat faster worsening the situation.

When we got to one of the restrooms he immediately started hugging me and stroked my back.
He whispered that everything was going to be okay into my ear over and over again.
I held onto him and gripped his printed black shirt.
As I listened to his sweet voice calming me my breathing got normal again and I now we just stood there hugging.

"Matt, are you alright again?", he asked quietly.
I nodded felling guilty for making him deal with my problems.
We decided to walk out to meet the boys at the coffee shop.
Oli held my hand the whole way back, never letting go which made me love him even more.
It were the little things about him that I found so adorable, like when his eyes would light up every time he saw a cupcake. He loved cupcakes and we often spent time together making some.

"Hey Matt, are you good?", The boys asked me smiling.
"Yeah, I'm alright, thanks", I smiled back.
I was really grateful for them since I was always having a hard time finding new friends, and with them by my side I never felt alone, especially not with Oliver.
He practically lived in my house anyway cuz he was always coming over. Sometimes he would be at mine like 1 week long or something like that.
But it really didn't bother me, he's the one I loved the most.

"Oli can we get coffee?" I asked him seeing that our band mates all got some.
He agreed and with that we waited a few minutes in the queue.
We had got 2 more hours till our departure and I was kinda excited going to America again.

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We've been flying for 4 hours already so that means we've got 3 more to go...
Ugh I hated flying too long.
I sat beside Oli, who was seated in the middle and to his left Jordan, making me the one at the window in our tier.
At least I had a nice place to sleep, unlike Oli who couldn't support his head anywhere.

At least I thought so.
I felt something heavy on my shoulder and it appears to be Olivers beautiful head.
My heart skipped a beat just to beat faster with doubled speed.
Why was he so fuckin stunning?
I felt his hot breath tickling my neck, and I was a nervous mess.
Since I was very tired, too, I just laid my head on top of his and soon I drifted off to a peaceful slumber dreaming of Oliver, like so often.