Oliver Sykes

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*trigger warning*

"(Y/n) you almost ready?" Your bestfriend called from the living room. "Yeah." You responded slipping your leg into your skinny jeans. "They'll be here in like 5 minutes." She yelled once again. You didn't bother to respond since you were hoping around putting your shoes on.

"So who's even coming?" You asked walking out into the living room. "Oliver, Jordon and Matthew. They are awesome and you will love them." She spoke dragging out the m.

You sat down and pulled out your phone. You opened up snapchat to send one to one of your friends when you noticed a bunch of snaps. Most of the people on there were friends who just got your snapchat off instagram and decided to bug you. Blah blah blah, snaps of stuck up girls in tiny bikinis, preps and thier boyfriend of the week and the worst of all them and thier cliques.

"There here!" She yelled dancing around. "Okay," you said giggling at her goofiness, "then open the door."

She opend the door and invited them in. (Y/b/n) moved here from Virginia a couple of years ago and was always talking about them and how they were bestfriends before she moved and always wanted you to meet them.

"This is (y/n)." You friend introduced you. They walked up to hug you, which you didn't expect, but oh well.

"This is Oliver, Jordon and Matthew." She pointed to each one of them. Oliver walked over to you complimenting your Falling in Reverse t-shirt.

"Thanks." You spoke with a smile. "Your really pretty." He said focusing on your eyes. You couldnt help but blushing.

"Let's go swimming!" You friend shouted earning agreements from the rest of them. You broke the moment between you and Oliver and grabbed your phone like it vibrated.

"Crap. I gotta help my mom with her garden. But you guys go ahead, ok." It was a cheesy excuse but it worked. You walked into your room pretending to get some old clothes while everyone else went and changed to swimsuits. You heard a knock on you door and answered it. It was Oliver.

"Hey Oli. Can I call you that?" He nodded. "Are you sure you can't come?"

"Yeah, when my mom wants me to do something, she wants me to do something." Lies.

"Okay then. Later." He said walking away. You closed your door and went about your room straightening things up and messing with random things. You heard your friend saying they were leaving, a bunch of goodbyes and the door slamming.

Failure. You arent even pretty enough to be in a swimsuit. You turned on you tv and walked into your bathroom. You started running a bath. The warm water always relaxed you. You were about to strip off your clothes but your phone buzzed. It was your boyfriend.

Text: Why don't you ever answer your phone. I don't care about your problems just respond now get ready in one of your slutty oufits cause we have to go to the movies with someone.

Tears started to fill your eyes. He had been and asshole before and he blamed it on stress but he kept doing it. Ignoring you, not giving two fucks about you, insulting you. You took off your clothes and walked into the bathroom and slide into the bathwater. You sat there for a few minutes before glancing up at the shelf. You stood up grabbing the razor and laying it on the shelf and smashing it with a shampoo bottle. The pieces shattered and you leaned down to pick up a blade. With shaking hands you put your arm underwater so it wouldnt hurt that much.

One.

Two

Five

Eleven.

You looked at the lines upon your arms dripping blood. You laid your head back to relax and must have fallen asleep.

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"Hey (y/n)! Wake up!" You felt strong hands on your shoulders shaking you. You opened you eyes to see Oli holding you. You sat up covering yourself panicking. He took off his jacket wrapping it around you. He picked you up out of the bath and handed you a towel.

You dried off and walked past him to your bedroom sitting on the bed. You left the door oped and he followed you.

"Why would you do that to yourself?" He asked his eyes watering. "I..." was all you could get out.

He pulled you into a hug. "You extremely thin, when's the last time you ate?"

"Like four days ago." You answered ashamed. "Why?" He asked.

"Because when I ate I ate too much."
You looked down at your hands. "Your B-" he stopped himself and looked into your eyes. He leaned forward and kissed you lips. You instantly kissed back. You both broke apart for air.

"Don't beat yourself up like this. You are beautiful and sweet and from what I've heard funny and amazing. Whatever you upset about I'm here for you." He leaned in and kissed your cheek.

You were speachless. You just stared at his beautiful eyes. You had never found someone who cared so much.

He laid down and pulled you beside him. He kissed your head and held you until you fell asleep.

Sorry if there are some errors. I and really tired and my brain can't procees english.♡

~cass

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