Sharing with boys and the bad boy

Chapter 31: You Do Shit To Me And I Want You To Understand That

Chapter 31:

We hadn't moved for hours. I sat, huddled into Ollie's arms, completely forgetting our huge argument the day before in the cafe. I had never seen Ollie cry before. The tears had left his eyes in a matter of seconds and he left the room, leaving me, Thomas and Declan. Declan had then followed suite, cursing and looked ready to punch someone. Thomas booked me with an appointment and as soon as he left, I threw the card into the bin. I have too much to deal with, without a doctors appointment and all their idiotic worrying. I felt safer wrapped into Ollie, his aftershave filling my nose, a sweet smell which I had grown used to. Though Ollie's body was tense and he was on edge.

"I feel better,Ollie." I said finally. I had slept all of the day before and woken up at seven o clock, just to have cuddled with Ollie in the morning. He looked down at me and sighed.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you out of your room, forced you to come out, argued with you,shouted at-" I covered his mouth with my hand to quieten him. His eyes widened in shock as I let out a small giggle.

"Just shut up will you? You are doing my head in! It's not your fault! It's my mums! But I'm sure I am fine. Just a few black outs that some paracetamol could fix." I muttered with a small laugh. He sat quiet for a few moments until he finally relaxed.

"I know. I suppose you're right." He said and pulled me closer to him. I leaned up and gave him a small kiss.

"I'm always right, remember?" I teased and he nuzzled his head into the crack if my neck.

"Yeah, okay if you say so." I slapped his arm and sat up. I stretched my arms and sighed.

"I am starving." I muttered, pulling away from him and running my hands down the front of my top. Well actually Ollie's zombie Mickey Mouse top. I ran a hand through my hair and stood up,stretching my arms out and letting out a strange groan. I felt the bed creak as Ollie got off of it and joined me on the floor.

"So am I, I'll go cook us some bacon or something." He said and I scoffed.

"Please, you can't cook to save your life. I'll make us something." I said and turned away.

I saw him in the mirror pulling a face and I shook my head. I was just about to walk out of the door when I felt Ollie's hands on my hips. His chin rested on my shoulder and he pulled me back into the room.

"What?" I asked and he tugged at the hem of my shorts. My heart skipped a beat and I struggled out my words.

"W-what?" I said and he burst out laughing.

"Not what you are thinking, I mean, please change, they are really tight and the guys are down there." He said and I sighed and walked to my draws. I saw my joggers folded into a neat pile by the side and I bent down the pick them up.

Suddenly Ollie was behind me and he was bent so his mouth was by my ear.

"Plus,how am I to trust myself?" He teased, his hand caressing my stomach. He turned me around so I was facing him and because of the dismal distance separating us, I could hear his hitched breathing, though he acted so cocky. I needed a comeback and fast.

"Yeah yeah whatever." I muttered and pushed away from him.

Yeah yeah whatever?! Come ON brain! That was it?

He chuckled and stood by the door as I changed. I turned and looked at him.

"Little privacy?" I said and he let out a puff of air and shook his head. I growled to myself and pulled the joggers up.

"Better?" He nodded in reply as I scrambled down the stairs. As we got to the bottom of the stairs, he placed his hand on the crook of my back and led me to the kitchen. Hayden and André looked up when we entered.