It's hard to love you (olic) (boyxboy)

Chapter 20

*Vic's POV*

Oli slightly shook me to wake me up. I jolted up and looked around, still in the plane, but the seatbelt sign was on. I couldn't stretch so I held it in until the plane landed. About 10 minutes later, which was hell since I didn't get to stretch, the plane landed. We quickly got off the plane and went to the belt thing to look for our bags, allowing me to finally stretch. Luckily our bags came out pretty quickly so we were in and out in no time. But then Oli's phone rang.

"Ello?" Oli said into his phone as he answered it.

"Ello love, we couldn't be there so we sent your brother," his mom said. I've never heard her voice before besides once or twice, but it was still surprising how much they sounded alike.

"Really mum? I told you to get us. Its whatever I love you bye mum," he said hanging up.

"What's so wrong about your brother picking us up?" I asked curiously.

"Nothing, let's just go," he said, pecking my cheek and grabbing my hand as we went to the entrance of the airport, which was surprisingly small.

"Hmm let me call him," Oli said, sounding agitated. I really don't know what his problem is, but hopefully I don't get on his bad side.

"Are you fucking here Tom?" He asked into the phone.

"Yes, I'm in lot B, I'll go to you guys now," his brother responded. We waited for about 5 minutes in this freezing weather until a man in a black Honda Pilot came around the corner.

"There he is," Oli muttered under his breath.

"Hey what's wrong?" I asked before we got in the car.

"I'll tell you later," he said as we put our stuff in the back of the truck. I nodded and got inside of the truck, Oli got in the front.

"So who is this guy in the back?" Oli's brother asked, but in a really friendly tone of voice.

"Aye tone it down a bit why don't ya?" Oli snapped. What the hell is his problem?

*Oli's POV*

Yea I was fucking pist. I told my mom I wanted her to pick me up from the airport because Tom hasn't been on my best side the past couple of weeks. And it doesn't make it any better that Vic is texting me even though were in the same car.

From: Viccy
Hey what the fuck is wrong Oli?!
Sent at 9:45 P.M.

To: Viccy
Tom has been saying shit about you the past couple of days! Do you really think I'd be happy to see someone who's been saying shit about my fiancé?!
Sent at 9:47 P.M.

From: Viccy
Why the fuck didn't you tell me instead of being a dick?!
Sent at 9:48 P.M.

To: Viccy
I'm sorry. I'll tell you more later. We still have to drive about an hour, so get your sleep
Sent at 9:50 P.M.

After our conversation was over and Vic fell asleep I turned to Tom.

"So this is the famous Vic Fuentes, soon to be Sykes?" He asked.

"Yea okay? Is there a problem?" I asked harshly.

"Yea he's a fucking man!" He practically yelled.

"Shut the fuck up he is sleeping. And okay? I didn't see anything wrong with you when you were dating Josh." I stated.

"Shut the fuck up. You don't know anything about him," he said.

"Well I sure as hell know he isn't a transgender," I said.

"And how would you know?" He asked.

"Wow he never told you? We were dating for like 3 years," I stated rather simply.

"Hmm, and you left him for the guy in the back seat?" He said, not rudely or anything, just out of pure curiosity.

"Yea," I said proudly.

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