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

Chapter 23

*Vic's POV*

After sitting in the park for a couple of hours I decided to go back to the house because I was getting cold. I still didn't know what I was gonna do, so I was just going to see what would happen.

I turned on my phone and seen that I had 12 missed calls from Oli and 4 missed calls from Mike and 23 unread messages that were mostly from Oli, which I ignored. I rang the door bell, noticing no cars were parked in the driveway. Finally someone to open the door, and to my luck Oli did.

"Where the fuck have you been?" He yelled.

"Th-the park," I stammered as he pushed me to the wall.

"Why the fuck did you leave without telling me?" He spat, wrapping his hands around my throat. Panic rose inside me and my breathing shortened. Before I knew it he was holding me against the wall by my throat. I started gasping for air, but that didn't faze him.

Black dots started covering my vision and then the front door opened, but then I blacked out.

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I woke up in once again an unknown room with a pounding headache. The door opened and his mom popped up.

"Vic sweety, are you awake?" His mom asked. I lightly nodded, causing the pain to grow.

"I'm so so sorry," Oli said, barging into the room. My eyes widened and breath shortened.

"Please stop, please, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I love you I'm sorry, so sorry, I love you baby please," he said crying, which oddly calmed me down.

"Come here," I said in a hoarse voice. He quickly looked up and came over to me. He laid in the bed next to me and hugged my side.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened," he said, sobbing into my sweater.

"Why?" Was all I said, or asked.

"I-I don't know. You were gone for so long, at first I was s-so scared and then worried and then angry more than anything. I'm so sorry Vic, pl-please don't leave me," he said, sobbing even harder.

"I won't leave, I promise, but can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Y-yea," he hiccuped, which I found adorable.

"What's going on with you and Hannah?" I said, with my voice slowly fading.

"Please don't be mad," he said, clutching onto me like I was getting ready to leave.

"I can't make any promises," I said, holding him.

"Well, when she first kissed me, you know at that one place you guys worked together at, well she must've snuck her number into my pocket. So when you were at Mike's I decided to call her... And she came over to try to cheer me up, and then it all took a wrong turn when we suddenly started making out... Which resulted in me getting a blowjob," he said, fading off. "I swore it was just a one time thing type of thing, but then she called me one morning right after you left for work and said I owed her. So I went over to her place, which I deeply regret now, and we did some... activit-" I cut him off.

Anger and hatred grew inside of me. "How long has this been going on!" I shouted, pushing him off of me.

"Ab-bout seven mon-nths," he said.

"Get out!" I yelled. He just stood there.

"Get out! Don't you have ears? Get out!" I shouted pointing at the door. He left the room, lightly closing the door, but he sat outside the door.

"What do I do to get myself into these situations?" I asked myself. After a while, once my anger died down, I heard Oli on the phone with someone.

"Look Hannah, please never call me again... Because I can't lose him... No... Just stop okay? Look I don't care, call Matty or Justin, I just can't do this anymore, bye," he said, hanging up I assume.

"Come in!" I shouted, even though he didn't knock or anything. Soon he came in and stood at the door way.

"Why didn't you break things off at the start?" I asked sadly.

"I-I don't know. You're gonna hate me but I loved the thrill, yet I hated it so much. I've felt so guilty. Every night, every morning, every time you'd wake up in my arms I felt guilty and its been eating me alive. I wanted to tell you sooner, I really did, but I knew you'd hate me," he said.

"Then why did you propose? To hurt me? To hurt her?" I asked.

"I knew I wanted to be with you forever, I-I just needed a plan to fall back on if you ever found out. I love you so much Vic, please don't go," he cried.

"So you really ended things with her? Like this isn't a giant joke?" I asked.

"No I promise," he said, walking over to me.

"Okay, I suppose we can restart this whole engagement, just never lay your hands on me like that again," I said pecking his lips. He laid next to me on the king sized bed and I cuddled into his side, drifting to sleep.

Woah that happened.