Challenging 5 || Ollie Lynch

Silent treatment- day 2

*Ollie's pov*

After that kiss, I barely got to properly talk to Ami. She was sitting with Maeve on the other side of our row. We were outside watching a movie with lots of other people on the cruise. It was on the deck, outside with us being at sea. "How do you find it so far?" Mia whispers into my ear. I pull back a bit, mindful of what Ami had said earlier.
"I mean it is Ratatouille." I reply.
"So what does that mean?" Ami would know. The only reason why I'm spending so much time with Mia is because she really isn't popular with the girls, even Liliana is getting somewhat tired of her and I just feel bad. Afterall, she is just trying to be nice. "I love Ratatouille." I fill in.
"Oh right! That's good then." She hugs me then making me fill a bit uncomfortable.
"Yeah, it is." I pull back smiling uneasily at her.
I turn to face Ami who was already looking at us with a massive scowl on her face. "Sorry." I mouth her.
"Don't sorry me." She mouths back, scowling even further. Oh, fuck. She stands up walking to the exit, her chest rising and falling at a rapid rate. I curse under my breath and follow her out.

I spot her sitting cross legged against a wall. "I swear I didn't know she was going to do that."
She didn't say a word.
"Seriously I didn't, Am."
Nothing.
"Ami?"
"It's fine." She carries on staring in front of her.
"It's fine?"
"Yeah, now just let me be please."
"No." I try to sit down next to her.
"No seriously, Oliver." She rarely used my full name but lately she had been doing it a lot.
"Oliver?"
"Ollie, just please." I hesitantly do as what she asks and leaves her alone.

Hours later I hear a key being swiped at the door. She appears through it, looks at me but doesn't acknowledge me. She throws her shoes down and makes her way to the bathroom. I despise silent treatment so much especially coming from her. She is always so talkative but when she doesn't talk, it's like she shuts down- you can't get through to her. She appears in a towel around half an hour later. Her hair was in it's own towel as struts in. She still doesn't say a word. "Ami, please talk to me." Nothing as she rummages in her suitcase for clothes. "Ami?" She just walks back into the bathroom, shutting the door. Around 5 minutes pass and she's back again. Switching the main light off, she gets into bed next to me. And with that, she turns the lamp off leaving me in complete darkness. I move closer to her around 20 minutes later trying to get her to talk to me. "She thinks of me as a friend."
"If you believe that then you're stupid." She hisses. "It wasn't just because of today now shut up and let me sleep, Ollie."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say."
"Thanks now go to sleep." And with that she turns around facing the other way.
Well shit.