*Oliver's Smile (Oliver Sykes Fan-Fic) Slow Edits

That's All I've Got to Tell You

Picture: BMTH live gif. 

Song: Someone, Somewhere; Asking Alexandria

I watched as Ben, Danny, James, Cameron and Sam all walked out on stage. Their opening song was Not The American Average; one of my favorite songs by them. Danny was already pretty much wasted, and he would take more drinks in between the lines. 

"One step to late,

and I never told you,

I can't take another disappointment,

breathing and gasping,

all leads into another messy ending,

breathing and gasping,

all leads into another messy ending,"

Ben sang the bridge into the mic. He truly had a beautiful voice. I wish he sang more. Not that Danny was a bad singer, He was really quite something to watch on stage, even though he was wasted as fuck. He screamed out to the fans how much he loved them, and that everything was going to be okay. Cameron and Sam stage dove in between songs.

"This next song goes out to anyone who ever feels like they have no one, because I can guarantee that you do. Even if it doesn't feel like you have anyone. Just remember, I'm there, we're here, and someone is always there, somewhere. This song is called Someone, Somewhere," Danny shouted. The fans screamed back, obviously excited. This was my favorite song by them. And Danny was right; there always someone there, even if id didn't seem like it. I felt Oli's hands creep around my waste. I leaned back into his chest as Danny began to sing.

 Even though I'm on my own,

I know I'm not alone.

Because I know these's someone, somewhere, 

praying that I make it home.

So here's one from the heart,

My life right from the start,

I need a home sweet home to call me own.

Tears sprung to my eyes. It was so peaceful, listening to Danny sing, the crowd singing right back at him. It was reasons like these that made music so perfect. The crown had gone silent, even though I knew they were still singing along.

"Are you alright?" Oli whispered. I nodded, unable to speak. "Do these tears have something to do with today?" I nodded again. I felt Oli turn me around carefully. I buried my face in his neck, not wanting to look at him. I know if I did, I'd really start to bawl. I could hear the next song come on, To The Stage, another one of my favorites.

"Shush," Oli said. 

"I don't know what my problem is, Oliver. I'm trying to hold everything together, and it's not working very well," I said. I knotted my fingers though his hair. I found it relaxing. I just hoped it didn't bother him, but seeing as he always pressed into my hands when I did it, I figured it didn't.

"Everything's going to be okay, Brodie. I don't know what's going on, but everything is going to be alright, I promise you that. Okay? Look at me," he said, pulling my face up to his. I tried to fight back more tears, but I wasn't succeeding. Hot tears spilled onto my face. Oli kissed me, but I barely felt it.  I couldn't stop crying. 

"What am I doing?" I asked, burring my face in his shirt. He said nothing, he just sat and stroked small circles into my back. he bent his head down and nibbled my ear softly.