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

I Found the Light in You

I laid awake in Oli's arms, smiling like a goon. I had just woken up. It was evening time now, which told me we had slept for quite sometime.I sighed happily. I couldn't help but to stare at him. He was so peaceful. The thin sheets lay just about his hip line. His chest rose and fell softly. I smiled. I loved how he slept. His mouth hung slightly open, and he snored just the tiniest bit. I traced his tattoos and his muscular arms. I sighed, unable to stay in bed any longer. I slid over the top of him as carefully as I could. I found my underwear on the floor, but I coulnd't find my bra or dress. I couldn't remember where I had put it last night. I shrugged and slipped Oli's large shirt on and a pair of his basket ball shorts. 

I made my way down stairs. Everyone was in the large living room, watching TV. Jona smiled as I approached.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Did you have a good day?" he asked, winking. I giggled. Everyone turned and laughed. 

"Maybe," I said with a smirk, plopping down on the sofa next to Jona. He draped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close.

"Are you and Oli okay?" he whispered in my ear so no one else could hear. I gave him a questioning look.

"Yes? We worked everything out last night," I said. 

"I just wanted to make sure," he whispered. I nodded and tried to watch TV, but I coulnd't really concentrate. It was normal for Jona to worry so much, but he never usually worried this much. I still hadn't gotten a chance to talk to him about the party. I wondered if his excessive worrying had anything to do with his bad moods and the distance he was putting between everyone an himself.

"When are we going to see Danny?" I asked. Sam turned to look at me. 

"When Oli wakes up," he said with a smirk. I flipped the couch pillow at him. I missed and hit James in the back of the head. James glared at me, but I only smiled. He smirked, which I returned with a kiss I blew at him.

"Brodie, you're suck a flirt," Cam laughed

"I am not," I said,

"Are too,"  I turned toward Jona.

"Do you think I'm a flirt?" I asked, sticking my bottom lip out. He snickered.

"Yes," he said. 

"Fine," I said, laughing. "I'll go get Oli up after I shower. I feel gross," I said, lifting my self off the couch. As soon as I was up, James chucked the pillow at me. I caught it and flung it back, hitting him square in the face. I left as the gang erupted in a huge pillow fight. I hope they didn't break anything of Oli's...

I climbed the stairs and went back in Oli's room. He was still sound asleep. I had no extra clothes here, so I would have to settle for Oli's. I rummaged through his drawers, looking for jeans and a new shirt. I found some of his black skinny jeans that looked like they would fit. I also found his red jersey I had seen him wear so many times. I smiled and pressed the smooth fabric to my face, breathing in his scent. I left the room, but I planted a small kiss on his cheek before I did.

After trying many doors, I finally found the bathroom. It was small, but quaint. I found big, fluffy towels under the sink. The shower was a lot nicer than mine back at Marci's house. I stepped into the warm water and let it run over my body. Memories of this morning still ran through my head. Oli was so good for me. Even though I was still upset, I really did love him. 

I heard the door open and close. I didn't need to ask who it was. I smiled as his scent hit my nostrils, filling my every scent.

"Hey, baby," he said softly. 

"Do you mind?" I asked through a stifled giggle as I turned off the water. He stuck the towel in the shower and I took it with a smile. He was sweet. I wrapped it around me and stepped out. We was sitting on the small counter, my clothes neatly folded in his lap.