Stolitz - Lost in Hollywood

Chapter 5 - Rescue daddys

Heloo, I just want to say that this chapter is wayy longer than I expected so take your time :)

Sorry if there's some typos, I wrote this pretty late.

Cursive = flashbacks, thoughts speaking/imaginary voices

At Ozzie's

Stolas glanced over at Blitzø's shamed face, reaching out his hand.

Blitzø flinched by his touch and moved his hand, "You know what this was a mistake, let's just leave..."

The owls expression seemed hurt but he understood, "oh right of course"

Blitzø rushed up from his chair and waddled towards the exit.

Stolas face turned sad, his brows pulled together and his eyes gazing at blitz leaving so quickly. He followed.

The memory faded towards to the scene where they found themself in Blitzø's car.

The silence between them was more quiet than the night, Blitzø was driving annoyingly. Looking deeply in his thoughts.

Stolas couldn't help to notice Blitzø's worry, "blitzy..." he started.

"I-" Blitzø squinted his eyes in annoyance, "it's blitz" he exhaled shaking his voice a little.

Stolas frowned looking down at the floor in sadness. "Right..." he said softly.

Blitzø stopped the van in front of Stolas palace.

The whole scene started to seem blurry and the voices were distorted.

Only one sentence could be heard through the noise in Stolas brain.

"Stolas don't act like what we have is anything but you wanting me to fuck you. Okey you make that really clear all the time" Blitzø's voice echoed in his mind.

It kept going on and on repeating the same sentence. 

"Stolas don't act like what we have is anything but wanting me-"

Stolas shot right up from the bed gasping for air.

The noise startled Blitzø laying next to him, "satan what the fuck Stolas?.." he rubbed his eyes and gazed over at Stolas.

His eyes were wide open, filled with fear.

Blitzø's face grew more concerned looking at Stolas face expression, detail on detail. He took the courage in him to lay a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Stolas you alright?" He said quietly, not wanting to startle him.

Stolas kept breathing heavily not hearing a single word Blitzø said to him.

He bit his lip not sure what to do, "shit" he mumbled.

The little imp decided to pull the feathery owl closer to him. Having one arm around him. "Calm down bird brain" he said teasing a little.

After a few seconds of Blitzø holding around  him he flinched and quickly moved away. "Oh I'm sorry, my apologies"

Blitzø shrugged away, "it's fine Stolas. But the fuck was that..?" He paused exhaling, ".....you got me worried." He hated to admit it but he had grown quite concerned over Stolas.

"I- I didn't mean to worry you blitz.." Stolas covered his face in guilt. He didn't want to ruin the mood like this.

"It's Finee Stolas.." Blitzø looked down noticing Stolas hands shaking.

He took a deep breathe and slowly moved his hand to Stolas hand.

Stolas gasped and turned his head quickly to look at their hands touching. He felt a wave of warmth and comfort through him, that was expressed in a smile.