*Kellins POV*
He just stood there. Not moving and a blank expression on his face facing towards me. When I looked closer at his face our eyes met, but his face didn't move. I quickly looked down at my lap before speaking up to break the awkward tension surrounding us, "I think you should go now". I turned my attention back at him and I saw his face drop a little more than it already was and gave a slight nod in response along with an "oh okay" just above a whisper. It broke my heart to do this to him, but he broke mine doing what he did. This was his choice, and his consequence. I think he is mostly worried because I'll be sharing a room with Oliver and well there's only one bed so we'll be sharing that too.... but he's just a friend that needs somewhere to go and I'm not gonna let Vic's decisions affect him too.
"You okay?" Oli questioned. I turned around and he was just sitting on the other end of the bed up against the wall awkwardly. "Uh yeah.. Why wouldn't I be?" I responded. He shifted in his postion a bit before he spoke back up, "Well considering he left five minutes ago and you've been staring where he was standing and not moving or making a sound, I wasn't even sure if you were alive..." I had really been sitting here for that long? I must have been really deep in thought... "I'm good, so go ahead and put your stuff away. You can have the top three drawers." I instructed Oli. He nodded and we both got up and began to put all of our clothes away into the dresser. I grabbed a pair of sweats then turned to look at Oli "i'm gonna go change, I'll be right back and then i'm going to take a nap" He gave me a slight smile, "you know I could go for a nap too... You mind?" he asked. I really liked how considerate Oli is. "Of course not, go ahead and change I'll be right back." I opened the door and stepped into the hallway. I walked down the hall and I observed Vic wasn't in his room. I proceeded into the bathroom and changed into my sweats not bothering with a shirt. I opened the bathroom door and decided to go get a bottle of water from the kitchen.
Passing through the living room I notice a sleeping Vic on the couch, he looked so stressed. Even in his sleep I could tell he was in pain. It was kind of chilly in here so I went to the linen closet and pulled out a blanket from the closet and put it over him. He twitched a little and then repositioned himself without waking up. I smiled a small smile at the boy I love before walking in the kitchen and opening the fridge to grab a water bottle. When I got into the room the light was already off and it was fairly dark. I looked at my phone and it was already/only seven. I just need rest. I'm so emotionally exhausted. I pulled back the covers "hope you don't mind I'm only in sweats, I can't sleep with a shirt." As I got in I felt Oli rollover to face me "As long as you don't mind me in boxers?" he asked more as a statement. I could hear the grin in his voice, it was kinda hot honestly. "Nope, not at all" I responded. He didn't roll over he just laid there and I felt like he was staring at me. Usually I'd mind with my self conciousness, but it was dark and I was comfortable with Oli so I just closed my eyes and before I knew it I was fast asleep.
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My eyes began to slowly twitch open and I could feel long warm arms around me. I smiled, but my smile didn't last long once I realized these aren't my boyfriends arms and the memories of yesterday flashed back through my head. It felt nice being in his arms though because it made me feel safe, it was just a friendly gesture I'm sure of it. I wonder how we even ended up like this? "why are you crying? I'm sorry I didn't mean to.." I heard Oli's morning voice say from behind me into my back and I felt him begin to let his hold of me go, the feeling of safeness quickly dissapearing. I turned to face him, I hadn't even realized I was crying before he said something. I put my hand on his arm, "no stay, please? I just... If you don't want to it's fine... It's not fair for me to do this.." I was trying to fight anymore tears from falling, I hate crying in front of other people. "Don't worry I'll stay" he said as he pulled me back into his arms and the safeness returning. I looked back up to him and our eyes met, I studied his eyes and watched them move down to my lips and back up to my eyes. I repeated his actions and before I knew it his lips were tenderly moving against mine, and mine were happily responding.
*Crappy I know, just trying to get this story back on track.... What do you guys think? Please let me know what you think and if theres a certain way you want this to go.. If you guys comment and let me know it helps me update faster, love you all thanks so much. xx*
