You Can Have My Heart (Oli Sykes Fan Fiction) COMPLETE

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As soon as I walked into my hotel room, I let out a heavy breath. All of the tension I'd been holding from the photoshoot finally easing and my body relaxing a little. "Babe? Are you OK?" Oli asked as he sat up from where he was laying on the bed. I just looked at him, but he must have seen it on my face the same way I could always tell when something was on his mind.
"I absolutely fucked up today." I said feeling utterly exhausted and defeated. Oli frowned as he absorbed what I'd said, then rushed over and threw his arms around me. He held me for a moment before asking what had happened, so I told him everything. I wasn't crying about it, but I was upset... more fearful I suppose. "I don't think I'll be with them once this runway is over... I think they're going to drop me." I told him sadly. Oli was furious, well maybe disgusted would be a better word and he shook his head and frowned as I told him what had happened. "Joy, anyone who punishes you for being a good person isn't worth your time." he stated when I finished. I knew in a way that he was right, that the way I had been treated that afternoon was so wrong, but how many people in the industry could I afford to burn?
"I know... it's so fucked up, but I can't lose them. First France, now this." I said.
"You'll be OK, I'm sure of it. Even if this Ed guy is an asshole, the world won't punish you for doing the right thing. You've got good karma." he said reassuringly. I hoped he was right but I was too drained to really think about it. Oli hugged me so tightly and said that we'd stay in; that we'd order junk food and watch a movie - to which I told him I could not eat shit right before the runway show, lol. I appreciated the 'lazy' suggestion though. He wanted us to have a low-key, chilled out night to just forget about everyone and everything else and I wanted that too. Imagining we were back in Sheffield being regular people without any cares in the world was just what I needed.

Oli and I were laying on the bed, ignoring the constant buzzes of my phone, cuddling in our comfy, lounge clothes when there was a knock on my door; and not just a normal, standard, housekeeping kind of knock. It was more like pounding, pounding that sounded urgent and important. "Who the fuck is that?" Oli asked with a frown. I wasn't sure, but I could only assume it was Luiz since he was staying on the same floor as us... unless the building was burning down and it was someone trying to get us to evacuate!

"Joy!" Luiz squealed as I pulled the door open. I hadn't even had a second to register that it was him making such a scene in my doorway before he'd passed me and was in the room, standing at the end of our bed. I looked at him and then at Oli, and he looked just as confused and shocked that he'd just barged in uninvited. "Joy, you've gone viral, like absolutely mental viral!" he squealed as he turned on our TV. What in the hell? Viral? As the TV came to life, footage of what had happened earlier filled the screen and then, the girl that had been crushed was being interviewed by a reporter. I just stood there watching as she talked about how I'd helped her and how I was her 'hero'. I felt my heart thump hard in my chest because until then, I hadn't really felt good about what I'd done. I was in total shock. What the hell was going on? "Joy, that girl you helped... she's the daughter of the chairman of the BBC. The station put the story on the six o'clock news and they're praising you like crazy. So is every single person on social media. You're completely blowing up. You're already trending on twitter!" Luiz chirped. I didn't know what to say. I just stood there at the end of the bed as the news reporter talked about the brand and the show that would air in a few days, though the sound of it was kind of muffled, almost drowned out by my shock. Oli's arms broke me from my trance on the TV and he smiled so widely at me. "See, I told you it would all be OK." he said as he kissed my cheek.

I just stood there dazed for a couple of minutes as the story continued. I was in such shock and disbelief at the entire thing, especially every time they replayed the footage of me running over to the girl. "Joy... I already have like 50 interview requests and another 300 people asking for comment. The BBC have asked if you'll go to their studios so the chairman and his daughter can thank you in person..." Luiz explained. I was still in shock and feeling very confused to be honest. "You should do the interviews and maybe a press statement. I could organise it in one of the conference rooms here at the hotel. You need to get on this while it's headline news!" he quipped urgently. I loved Luiz, I really did. He always had my career at the forefront of his mind and wanted what was best for me, but I was truly overwhelmed. I closed my eyes and focused on Oli's arms still around me, and I took a deep breath to try and centre myself. "Luiz, I will do the meeting with the little girl, but I don't want to be treated like a hero. I literally did what everyone else should have done. As for interviews, you can decide which ones are best and schedule a few during my spare time tomorrow, but right now, I want to be alone with Oli, OK?" I replied.
"OK, but what about one quick phone interview tonight?" he asked. I just laughed.
"Luiz, I am having the night off and spending it with Oli." I stated.
"Maybe you should do it? Take your moment in the spotlight. I'll be right here when you're done." Oli said sweetly, being supportive as always. I swear they were both as bad as each other... trying to get me to work more, lol.

I ended up agreeing to an on-air, phone interview with the BBC's post-news talk show that night, and Luiz scheduled a meeting at BBC studios with the chairman, his daughter and her mother the following day. Of course, the lingerie brand had already caught wind of everything that was happening and wanted me to offer the family tickets to the runway show. Sony also made contact, offering for me to gift the young girl with a brand new camera to replace the one that got broken. They were nice gestures and would probably make the girl's day, so I agreed. I kind of hated how the lingerie brand were trying to spin the narrative though, especially after they had scorned me to hell and back for helping though... Funny how their tune had changed now that the world had seen it as a good thing.

I did my on-air interview from Luiz's hotel room and he scoured the internet during and after, reading all the comments and later informing me that it only made people talk about me and love me more. I still thought it was weird to be praised so highly just for doing the right thing - especially when I'd been made to feel so terrible about it after the fact, but there was no stopping it. Luiz was right when he said it was going 'mental viral'. I had to put my phone into 'do not disturb' because it wouldn't stop buzzing and beeping from notifications and messages... there were even memes going around already; photoshopped pictures of me on a runway where I now had a superhero cape floating in the wind behind me. Things like that. It was cute, but I really didn't see my actions as anything extraordinary. Luiz helped me write a short statement to post online, kind of a thank you to everyone for the love and also a positive message about spreading kindness. If my actions could inspire others to speak up or stand up for someone in distress, then I would be happy, and as I reminded Oli, he had done the same thing for me at Reading festival.

I left Luiz's room once the interview was over because I needed space and calm and I wanted to spend my night with Oli. Despite everything that was going on, I just wanted to chill quietly with him and ignore everyone and everything else. He helped me to feel grounded and he helped bring me back down from the craziness and I really, really needed that. "I'm so proud of you." he said with the sweetest kiss once we were alone. "I love that everyone gets to see how beautiful and you are on the inside as well as on the outside now, just like I do." he said. God he was so sweet. He was exactly the same though, and that was probably why we liked being with each other so much.

Oli and I enjoyed our quiet night together simply cuddling quietly, watching a movie and talking as always. I tried to block out thinking about everything that had happened but Luiz called me via the hotel phone to inform me there were 'several' bunches of flowers at reception for me... the gratitude and love I was being shown was sweet, but also unnecessary. I told Luiz not to call again and I got back into relax mode - as best as I could, anyway. I couldn't stop thinking about the runway show that was happening in just two days, I also wondered how things were going to be at our final promo event the next day. I wondered if it would be awkward, or if I would be treated differently by the models, by management, by Ed...? Oli stroked my hair and we eventually went to sleep, but I wondered what would be waiting for me on the other side of a good night's sleep. I wondered what my first full day post media storm was going to have in store.