Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

Corridor tantrums

5 DAYS LATER

*Ami's pov*

Why did he feel the nerve to ask me how I was feeling, when I know he doesn't care? I swear down if he keeps on bugging me, I will actually scream. 5 days, 5 fucking days he has continuously grabbed my arm; or my shoulder; or my hand to check up on me. Argh! Trotting out of the school therapist's doors, I threw my bag against the opposite wall. Why did this have to happen to me? My dad wasn't getting any better and my mum was looking much like a ghost everyday. My brother was there causing trouble with his girlfriend Rae and all this damn time my classmate keeps on prying into my home life. When I fucking know he doesn't give two shits! I break down in tears a few corridors down the ones I came from, just so the unhelpful therapist doesn't start draining me with information again. Sobbing, my feet gave way under me and my bag gets thrown in front of me. "And you say you're okay." The fucking stalker himself says. "Leave me alone, Ollie. I actually swear down if i-" I scrabble to my feet. "If I punch you, I will." He looks hurt but instead of leaving, he stands there and goes, "Do it then." Huh?
"Fine by me." I throw a punch only for him to lean to the side and grab my fist like he has a spidey sense. "Are you a weirdo or something? Why can you just do that with ease?" My eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. "Just many years of training, you see, my home life was pretty fucked up too you know. Well until my older sister's boyfriend rescued us from a fire." His eyes searched mine so almost automatically I stared at the floor. "Yeah, I didn't know that."
"There are many things I don't tell others." So why was he telling me this? He struts over to the other side of the corridor and drops down to pick up my bag. I run after him. "No, don't worry, it's fin-" I didn't get to finish my sentence as I trip and topple over his bent down self. Much for luck, huh? "Er."
"Sorry."
"I didn't mean to-"
"No, it was my fault." We both stare directly into each other's eyes and his gave an expression of uncertainty until I broke down inbetween laughing and crying, it was hysterical.

A few minutes later, I was sat cross legged against a wall with a curly blonde's arms wrapped tight around me. "Shh, it's okay."
"But- but, it's really, fucking not okay, Ols!" I cry into his stomach. Surprisingly, it was rock hard. Hmmm. "When you want to talk about it, we will." I pulled strands away from my drenched face just as I move deeper into him. "Take your time, Carter."
2 minutes pass as I try to keep my waterworks under control and surprisingly Ollie didn't mutter one word once. Strange? I think so. "So this all happened in the summer. Actually, let me take it back a bit. I liked Kieron as you may know as everyone in this blooming school somehow did." His whole frame suddenly stiffened at the sound of his name. "And I knew he liked me back, he told me so. But I now I know, he was leading me on, he kept on saying to just be crushes and not something else. Being naive, I just agreed not wanting to lose him. Then skip to August the 21st in the summer holidays, Maeve, my best friend called me. She explained that Ciara, my ex other best friend, was sleeping with Kieron behind my back and he caught feelings for her but she declined, only wanting to fool around." Ollie turned to face me then, brown eyes full of hatred locked onto my brown eyes full of sorrow. "But then in the early morning of August 22nd, my brother comes running into my room screaming at me to wake up. We had to get dressed at meet my mum and dad at the hospital. We later learnt that my dad had suffered a severe heart attack and the doctor wasn't sure if he could get better. I was heart-broken about both the events but to make matters worse, later in the evening of that same day, Ciara texted me just saying 'blindness bitch'. I then got that new nickname and everyone started calling me that at school." Feeling like the world had just lifted of my shoulders, I turn to the guy holding me in his arms.