Hold Onto Me (Koli/Kellic) (EDITING)

Chapter 8

MONDAY

Oliver and I lay on my bed, underneath the covers, watching a movie.

It's Midnight, and my mom doesn't even know Oliver is here. For some reason, I still haven't introduced them. Maybe it's because my mom is embarrassing as fuck.

We're watching The Exorcist about a girl who gets possessed by a demon.

Oliver has seen it before, but I haven't.

It's an older movie, but I've always been too scared to watch it alone, and Vic's not big on scary movies.

Speaking of Vic, it's been a while since Oliver and I's talk, and although I said I would confront him, I still haven't. I'm avoiding it. I don't really know why.

For now I'm just spending a lot of time with Oliver. Not only does he distract me, but I love spending time with him.

Anyway, we're at the part where the girl's head spins around, and it's freaking me out.

I keep hearing a tapping against the window right beside my bed.

It sounds like nails, though I'm sure it's just a tree's branches blowing in the wind and hitting the glass.

"Are you scared?" Oliver asks, sounding amused.

I jump at the sound of his voice, startled.

He smirks, "well I guess I got my answer."

"Yes," I admit. "I'm scared."

I blush, hoping he can't see it in the dark.

"Could I maybe, I don't know...cuddle with you?"

Oliver smiles sweetly at me, and holds his arms out. I pull myself towards him, and rest my head on his chest.

I can hear his heart beat, and I hear when it speeds up.

"Are you scared?" I tease.

Oliver gives me a confused look, and I gesture to his chest.

"Your heartbeat, it got faster." I clarify.

Oliver shrugs. "I'm not scared."

"Sure." I say sarcastically.

Oliver just gives me a halfhearted smile.

I lay my head back down. Our feet tangle together underneath the blanket. I feel so warm and comfortable.

"I'm still scared." I say.

"It's okay. I'll always be here to protect you." He says, his words deep with something I don't recognize.

My body tingles with the warmth of his words, and somewhere along the way, I fall asleep in his arms.

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TUESDAY

The sound of my alarm blaring is what wakes me up. I don't even open my eyes. I just reach my arm out and fumble around until I find the button to turn it off.

Screw school.

Sleep is better.

But apparently I'm the only one who thinks that.

"Kellin." Oliver says in my ear. "Wake up."

It's then that I realize his arms are wrapped around me, and my face is buried in the crook of his neck.

"Noooo." I whine.

I feel Oliver's hand run through my hair, almost like he's petting me. It's soothing, though, and he keeps doing it. It makes me start to doze off again.