Don't Rain On My Parade (Boyxxboy)

Chapter Three

***OLIVER POV***

"Tell me Where you're Hiding your voodoo doll 'Cause I cannot control myself, I don't wanna stay, I wanna run away BUT I'm trapped under your spell. And it hurts in my head and my heart and my chest, And I'm having trouble catching my breath." Five seconds of summer screams at me as I lay on my bed, my hands under my head. I stare up at the ceiling and my mind wanders away, leaving my room and entering the halls of high school. 

Rolland Hopkins. What a unique and sexy name. His face flashes across my field of vision and I sigh. He was so hot! All day at school I tried to find him, I didn't see him at lunch, and he wasn't in any of my classes. Kenna had hit me three more times upside the head for being " a creepy stalker" but still not even that had gotten rid of the Stormy eyes in my head. I close my eyes and shift on my bed, wincing at the pain in my back. Jeremi had checked my back and like I had expected I had multiple purple and blue bruises forming. Grabbing my Castiel body pillow and burying my face in his pillowy softness. I was on the verge of sleep when I hear the doorbell ring, ignoring it knowing my parents or sister would answer it. A few minutes later I am startled out of my peaceful in between state when my door is thrown open.

"Yo Spaz stop dry humping that poor pillow and wake up." Jeremi huffs "You have a visitor." I ignore her and snuggle deeper into the pillow. A deep chuckle prickles my ears but Still I do not wake up.

"Maybe I should just see him at school." My eyes fly open. I knew that voice, even though I had only heard it briefly. I shoot up in bed, forgetting my feet were still tangled in my sheets and fall flat on my face onto the floor. A shoe digs into my chest and the air is forced out of my lungs.

"OHMYGOD OLIVER!" Jeremi shouts and rushes to my side. My brain is still to dazed to move and I let her roll me over onto my back. She lifts my shirt and I don't stop her as she inspects my chest. "I'm going to wrap you in bubble wrap from now on!" she hisses yanking my shirt back down. I look at her and smirk

"Cool then I will be entertained forever!" I say brightly making the Pop Pop Pop motions with my hands. Another deep chuckle has my eyes flying up. Even upside down Rolland Hopkins was Hot as hell. A blush creeps onto my face as I scramble into a sitting position, his upside features righting themselves. "Oh HI Rolland!" My smile drops into a frown. "Wait how do you know where I live? are you stalking me? Its not nice to stalk!" I ramble, my nerves getting the best of me. He just smirks and looks around my room.

"Its a small town, turns out my um Older brother works in the same company as your dad and I found your address through him." He says, his deep voice hitching at the word older brother.

"Ok that answers one of my questions. but you conveniently forgot to mention whether or not you are a stalker." He rolls his stormy eyes.

"I wanted to make sure you were ok from earlier. I mean I didn't see you at school soooo...." his sentence fades away as a blush creeps onto his face making him look down. He rubs a hand across the back of his neck and I can tell it was a nervous habit. I Grin at him, teeth and all.

"Aww you were checking up on me! how Adorable!" I say making him shake his head and roll his eyes again.

"Yes I was checking up on you alright." I step toward him and wince as pain shoots through my chest where the shoe dug in. My hand flies up to my chest and I rub the sore spot. Rolland's eyes zoom in on my hand and a frown crosses his face. "What's up with your chest? You seem almost protective of it?" He asks curiously . I grimace but shrug as I lift my shirt up. I peek around my shirt to see his eyes almost bug out of his eye sockets. I let my shirt fall back into place.

" It's called Pectus excavatum"

"That sounds like a Harry potter spell" I smile Wide

"That's what I thought too!" He gives me a weak lopsided grin.