Just a groupie.. *Oli Sykes fanfic*

Chapter 4

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Hey guys c: I'm sorry I haven't updated in quite a while, I've had a lot of important stuff to do:c

But I'm back and found that I've had more reads and two followers, good start to be honest:3

Oh and I'm gonna start recommending a song to you for each chapter, so this chapter is All Time Low - Merry Christmas, Kiss My Ass c:

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I love you guys!<3

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A day later.

*Oli's POV*

After the whole bathroom incident the other day, I found it easier to get on with Kenadee. I just couldn't get out of my head how empty she looked when she was crying, it was awful.

A sudden thump made me pull back the curtains to my bunk and jump out quickly.

I was pretty proud of that jump actually, I felt like a ninja or Jackie Chan or something.

"Owh." A groan came from below me. I looked down to see Kenadee laying on the floor. I chuckled to myself. She must have fallen out of her bunk.

She's even pretty in the morning.

"Not used to the bunks yet, huh?" I laughed as she flipped me off. "C'mon you derp, you hungry?" I leant down and pulled her up from the ground. Luckily she hadn't woken the rest of the guys.

"Hell yeah I am," she replied and turned to me. She fluttered her eyelashes at me. "Pancakes?"

She pouted like a puppy dog and I finally gave in.

"Fine, but you're helping!" She agreed to help and we walked through to the lounge/kitchen area to start cooking the pancakes.

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*Lee's POV*

I woke to the sound of laughing coming from outside of my bunk, but I couldn't be arsed to see what was happening. I knew it was Oli and Kenadee.

Ever since they spoke the other night, they'd gotten closer and yet again, I was pushed out.

The same happened with Oli and Elle. They always come running back to me to pick up the pieces in the end though.

I climbed out of my bunk when the smell of pancakes wafted in. Quietly, I walked towards the bedroom door, making sure I didn't wake the guys. I paused shortly before walking in and I peered through the crack in the door. Kenadee smeared maple syrup on Oli's nose and he wiped it off before doing the same to her.

I sighed quietly and walked through.

I smiled. "Morning guys!" I tried to sound as cheery as possible.

"Hey!" They both turned to me and grinned. Well, they're in a good mood.

"Want some pancakes?" Kenadee offered a plate of pancakes to me and I took it gratefully.

"Yeah, thanks." I answered and managed a brief smile.

If only she knew how much I liked her..

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*Kenadee's POV*

I couldn't help but think that there was something wrong with Lee and I tried my best to shrug it off.

"Want some pancakes?" I held out a plate of pancakes to him and he practically ripped them from my hands.

"Yeah, thanks." He answered after taking the pancakes. It seemed to cheer him up a little, but I wasn't too sure.

We finished up our pancakes and I cleared the plates away.

"I'm gonna go wake up the rest of the guys and start getting ready, we should be arriving at the venue soon." Oli stood up from the table and smiled at me.

"Okay, cool." I grinned at him. Not gonna lie, I was quite excited for the first show. Oli said I could watch from side stage.

Lee got up from the table and started to follow Oli from the room.

"Hey, Lee?" He turned around, seemingly startled that I had called out to him. "Could you give me a hand over here?"

"Sure." He seemed expressionless, but he came over to "help" me. He started to wash some of the dishes but I took them from his hands.

He kinda just stood staring at me, kind of like a "what the hell" look. I sat down on the wooden chair and pulled one out opposite me.

"Sit." I told him as if I were commanding a dog. He did as he was told as sat down in front of me. "Tell me what's wrong." I said softly.

His head dropped slightly when I asked him to tell me. I tried to look at him straight, but he was avoiding eye contact.

"Its nothing." He mumbled quickly and scrambled towards the bunks.

I sighed loudly and slumped onto the table. It seemed as if no one trusted me. Probably because I'm just a stupid groupie.

I'm only good for one thing, right?

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