I care ( Oliver Sykes Love Story) part 1

I care (Oliver Sykes Love Story) part 10

It was late at night and I was mentally and physically exhausted thanks to the auditions. But I still cannot fucking believe i made it through! Oliver and I played a board game earlier in the evening and we watched a movie. I learnt that oli hates horror. He practically flips each time the ghost appears. Although we both had a good laugh when he nearly fell off the couch. I pulled out my hair in the pony tail it was in and walked up the stairs. Should I even ask him? I stopped halfway and turned around to see him gazing at me. Was he looking at me all this while? He pretended to put away his pens and stuff when I caught him staring. I inhaled sharply and cleared my throat.

"comin to bed?" I asked him. My voice was slightly shaky.

he looked up at me and for once, he nodded sleepily before dragging his feet towards the stairs. I continued up the stairs and headed towards the room, feeling so happy he finally agreed to come up with me! I was grinning stupidly to myself as I walked into the room and purposely messed my hair in front of him. He came in seconds later and I felt his eyes on me.

"hey." he groaned sleepily and tossed himself onto the bed, wrapping the sheets around him as he did. Aww, I loved It when he was tired and sleepy. He's just an angel. I slowly got onto the bed, mindful that he was sleeping and very carefully, wrapped myself in a burrito. Wow, that silly grin was still glued onto my face! i can't believe he's sleeping with me! Oh Oliver...I wanted to kiss him so badly, and nuzzle his hair. If only I could just run my fingers across his cheek... I sighed and took in the beauty of him. He's facing me, and I have an opportunity to study him. His lovely face looked younger. He was already fast asleep. His hair was a mess but he looked good anyway. His lip ring was moving slowly together with his breathing. How could anyone look this good and still be legal? I gazed at him for a few more minutes or so, before I too fell asleep..

I fluttered open my eyes, and realised that I was wrapped in Oliver Scott Sykes. Holy fucking christ. He was still fast asleep and his head was resting on my chest. I was holding my breath. This cannot be happening...

His arm was over me, holding me close and one of his legs was thrown over and hooked around both of mine. He's suffocating me with his body heat, and he's heavy, really heavy. I take a moment to absorb that he's still in our bed and fast asleep. I didn't wanna wake him up but this was my only chance. Dammit I felt like a pervert...

I lifted my hand and ran the tips of my fingers down his back slowly. He let out a faint groan and I knew I had woken him up. Great. He nuzzled my chest and he started to slowly lift his head. Oh my lord! My eyes widened. This feeling was rather alien. I was turning crimson by the second! Sleepy, blinking hazel eyes met mine beneath his messy hair that covered his forhead. As soon as he realised that he was tangled with my body, his eyes widened and he immediately pulled away from me. He frantically sat up on the bed and he too was turning crimson with me.

"shit I'm sorry.." he apologized and placed the tips of his fingers on his eyes, rubbing it slightly.

"it's okay oli..." I smiled. "I liked the company."

what the. Did I really just say that?! I cringed and forced out a smile to cover the awkwardness. He removed his fingers from his eyes and gazed down at me, looking amused. He smiled a slow cheeky smile at me and I literally felt myself melting beneath him.

"Do you now?" he arched his eyebrows.

I flashed an awkward smile at him.

"well that's one amazing way to start a morning." I mumbled and stopped half way into my stretch when I realised what I had just said.

WOW. I really need to stop with this pervert talk.

His grin was infectious.

"is that so?" he tilted his head to one side. Okay, that's just adorable.

I stared up at him, feeling my self turning red in front of him. Wow Aria you really know how to make things awkward don't you?

"you know what could make our mornings a whole lot better?" he asked.

I shook my head, wondering what the fuck he meant.

But before I could even say a word, he shifted closer to me. Wait, what? He got ontop of me and slowly lowered himself on my stomach. I was blushing so hard it was ridiculous! My heart was rattling like a jackhammer in my ribs when he lowered his face slowly onto mine. The muscles in my stomach clenched and I froze the second our foreheads touched. I had no idea i was holding my breath all this while! His mouth swooped down and he kissed me...on the fucking cheek! What the... i swear i felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. Those lights that were lighting me up on this inside, died quickly...I closed my eyes and felt every muscle of his bottom lip as he gently pulled away. No...why...

he lifted his head away from mine and blinked open his eyelids, revealing a pair smoky brown eyes. I inhaled deeply, feeling rather disappointed. I mean, why should I? he's not even my boyfriend...

He stared down at me, with sorry eyes. But why didn't he kiss me? Why didn't he kiss me on the lips? He was so close but why on the cheek? I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. Was there something wrong with me? He frowned, like as though what he did was wrong. There was something bothering him...He definitely regretted kissing me...ouch.

And then it hit me...Hannah. I totally forgot about his...Uhm, girlfriend. It wasn't his fault. I sighed.