Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

The perks of helping

*Ollie's Pov*

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I hesitated, "Maybe I'll just be getting in the way."
"Nonsense Ollie, you'll be a great help to me if you have nothing else to do today." Dellie said encouragingly. Today she had a few models coming over and I got dragged in after practice to help her sort their outfits out, etcera. Not that I minded of course, I just didn't want to be a nuisance. I know fashion is Dellie's pride and joy and I wouldn't want to get in the way of that.
"Right, the models are just through here Ollie. Would you mind telling them to head to my office while I prepare the camera setup?"
"On it."
"That's my boy." She smiled lovingly at me.
I cautiously opened the door, slipping inside the room containing a mix of girls, some blonde, some brunette, and wait.. "Ami?" I surprised myself by saying, my mouth gaping open at the sight of her all dressed up in my mothers fashion line. She was dressed in a pale silk dress, the colour matching perfectly with her complexion. Her shiny hair was loose down her back, her neck adorned with glistening pearls. "Ollie?"
"You look.. beautiful. Like actually Ams, you look amazing." I blurted, my heart pumping wildly inside of me. I had never felt like this before, all tingly and flustered. I'd never thought of Ami in this way, only as a friend. But now..
"Thank you Ols, we can talk later yeah?"
"Of course, yeah whatever you want." I answered, still flustered. Get a hold of yourself Ollie, jesus.

"Amazing Amilie, you're doing great. Now.. pose." Dellie, like the amazing woman she was, was flying about the place, adjusting dresses, fixing flyaway hairs with her can of hair spray, and helping the models pose for the cameras. All I could focus on was the angel herself in front of me. Still dressed in my football kit, I couldn't bring myself to leave the room, let alone look away from this girl. Noticing she was tensing up a little, I felt a compelling urge to make her feel confident up there. I stuck my tounge out once again, making a fool of myself. Anything was worth seeing Ami get her confidence back again, I know last year was tough for her. She giggled, noticing my goofy faces. I pouted, mouthing at her to copy me. She did, her poses becoming more relaxed and natural. I sighed with relief, my brown eyes still fixated on hers. I don't know why I had a sudden urge to make her like me in this moment but here we are. For her whole session, I didn't take my eyes off her once.