My A Girl (Oli's POV)

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The tattoo on the side is Brodie's mom tattoo. The letters follow the vines. This is actually my friend's real tattoo, and I loved at so much I asked her if I could use it in my story. Thanks, Kenz. (:

I watched Brodie stagger dangerously on her incredibly high heels. She had defiantly had a lot to drink.  She was dancing with Ben and Cameron. She was so beautiful, the light blue fabric matched her skin tone so perfectly and it hugged her tiny body. She swayed and staggered, clutching Ben's shirt tightly. Cam laughed as they both swayed. I started to jump up to catch them, but I also had way to much to drink, so I didn't get there quick enough. James was watching and somehow managed to catch Brodie, but Ben was sent crashing to the floor.

"Damn Brod, why's you have to wear such high heels?" James said as they collapsed on the couch together. Brodie just laughed. 

"I had to look hot for my boyfriend!" she giggled. Ben climbed up on the couch with them and they all laughed. Brodie clasped her hands over her mouth tightly, giggling like mad.

"Did you know my boyfriend is Oliver Sykes? I kinda like him a lot!"  she said through her hands. She was sent into yet another fit of giggles. She was so cute when she was drunk. I coulnd't help but to stare and watch her. 

"Brodie, how much have you had to drink?" Jona asked.

"To much," she said. She carefully got up and staggered around the room. Her beautiful eyes spotted me and she smiled. I don't know how she managed to get over here without falling or tripping over the people in her way, but she collapsed into my arms. I could barely focus on her. Danny's brood of women brought a shit ton more booze, and at this point in the party, most of it was gone.

"Hi beautiful," I whispered, She giggled again and curled up in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her tiny frame. I missed her so much.. her being back in my arms was a dream come true. I felt her lips caress my neck. I tried to stifle a moan. 

"Oli, I really missed you," she whispered. I pressed my forehead against her's. 

"I missed you too," I said. Her lips pressed against mine, softly at first. Her tiny fingers found their way through my hair. God, I missed that! I pulled her closer to me. 

"You're not going to leave me again, right?" she mumbled through the kiss. 

"I'm not going anywhere, baby," I said. I scooped her up. Her tiny legs wrapped around my waist. She somehow managed to kick off her dangerous heels. They hit the floor with a loud thud. She stifled a giggle.

"Why are you wearing those things, Brodie?" I said, carrying her up the stairs.

"Because, Cassie said they made my butt look nice," she mumbled. She was nibbling at my neck, making walking even more difficult. Her lips moved over to behind my ear, right where my jaw connected to my head. 

"Brodie," I moaned. She only giggled, softly sucking at my spot. "If i wasn't carrying you, or completely shit faced, the things I would do," I muttered through gritted teeth. She brought her tongue down my jaw line, soft lips caressing my jaw. She made her way slowly to my mouth, not even waiting for me to catch up to her, Her tongue crashed into my mouth, exploring every nook and cranny. Her tiny fingers tugged lightly at my hair.

I somehow managed to get us up to my bedroom. At this point, I hated living in the loft. I set her down carefully. She pulled away from me to look around the room. I wasn't really sure what she would think of it. I had been up here cleaning when she arrived, and it was still rather messy.

"Is this your room?" she hiccuped. I nodded. She wandered around the large space. I had wooded walls and two huge windows on either side of the room, one facing the front of the property, the other facing the side. I had a balcony over facing the lake on the other side of my room. Her beautiful eyes spotted it and she staggered over it, tripping over clothes I hadn't managed to put away yet. She somehow managed to get to the sliding glass door and pry it open. She walked out on the balcony and stared out. She was so peaceful looking. I wanted to tell her so badly how I felt, but I was scared of scaing her or moving to fast. I loved her after all...

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