I care ( Oliver Sykes Love Story) part 1

I care ( Oliver Sykes Love Story) part 4

I woke up with a gasp and was so close to falling out of bed! FUCKING HELL! did I dream all that?! I sat up on the bed and rubbed my eyes with the heels of my palm. My hair made me look like I survived a tornado and the sides of my mouth were damp cause of my drooling I suppose... nothing changed, I'm still stuck in this horrid dome and weird, oliver wasn't in bed with me. Guess I'm just too ugly to be slept next to.. man... I sighed and dragged myself out of bed when I heard some obnoxious screaming from downstairs. I jumped a little and I swore, it sounded like a pregnant cat being Brazilian waxed. Why on earth is he practicing his screaming in the morning?! argh! I ran my fingers through my hair and scratched it everywhere as I made my way downstairs.

"time stood still, they way it diddd befoooooreeee it's like I'm sleepwaaaalking.." he screamed out another verse, making my ear drums ring.

Wow, as much as I like the music of bring me the horizon, screaming at 6.30 in the morning is not okay. I climbed down the stairs and stopped in my tracks when my eyes fell upon the beautiful oliver sykes, sitting on one of the bar stools. He kept scribbling shit and he didnt even bother to look up at me. I stuck out my tongue at him and rolled my eyes before heading to the kitchen to grab a coffee. Whatever, I'm too fabulous anyway.

"I saw that." he said, with his eyes glued onto the piece of paper he was scribbling on. I stopped and turned around to look at him. How in the world?! he slowly lifted his head and smiled at me.

"Morning." he said with his oh so sexy+tired voice. Jesus I felt myself melting right in front of him! I flushed, knowing the fact that he watched me stick my tongue at him...I nodded shyly, feeling so embarrassed I did that! forget the bloody coffee I'm heading back into the room! I closed the door behind me and started doing a little "fangirl dance" hmm okay aria, you need to control your fucking self or else he's gonna think you're a motherfucking retard. I exhaled and another huge grin followed after. I was beyond happy he noticed me!

Oh shit my job! I placed my palm on my forehead and started running through pictures of people I could draw..oliver was already startin on his and fuck! I need to be doing a portrait by today! I ran back downstairs and frantically started searching for papers and pencils. I went into the kitchen area and started opening drawers like a mad caveman and at one point I even accidentally elbowed his side! great job aria! He yelped and I just completely ignored him. Oliver put his pen down and stood up from his chair. Without me knowing, he held me by my shoulders and I just completely stopped moving. Facing him directly, looking deep into his huge soft eyes, it felt like I was in my dream...

"Your pencils came in the mail today. it's right here." he said and magically pulled out a small parcel from behind his back. I sighed and he handed me the package.

"Oh, thanks." I tried to surpress my emotions and gave him a small smile. Before I could even receive the parcel from him, the front door pushed open and in came Malcolm. Jesus Christ will she ever knock?! Oliver immediately removed his hand from my shoulder and the both of our heads shot towards her direction.