A/N im SOO sorry that I sorta a banded this story :/ I just haven't been feeling myself and I needed to sort that out. BUT im going to continue on, because I feel like such a bitch for leaving yall hanging this long... ugh sorry!!! ill make it up to yall <3
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Our eyes met.
He had a sad look on his face, as if to say "Im sorry for leading you on.."
I stood there for a while, contemplating waking over to him or walking forwards.
Apparently, Oliver was thinking the same thing, as he just stood there, looking at me.
After 5 minutes, he finally came over.
"Bandit...." He said, not meeting my glare.
"YUPP, that's my fucking name, prick." My sass was overflowing.
"Look.. im sorry... I-I didn't know what I was doing..."
"You were sneaking in through my window to kiss me." I know hes trying to say sorry, but this has happened way too many times to me, even back at home.
"Yes, and I don't regret that... because I like you... but the thing is-"
"YOU LIKE ME ?!" I basically screamed, cutting him off from the rest of his sentence.
"Yes Bandit... theres something about you, that I really like... but that's not the point. The reason I ran away is because I cant like you...." His eyes finally met mine.
"Well, why not?" I tried not to sound so damn depressed.
"Because I have a-"
He couldn't finish what he was about to say, but I already knew by the girl running down the street in high-heels, her arms stretched out towards Oli.
She had blonde hair with a few pink strands and blue eyes. She wore a mini skirt (Despite how cold it was.) And a shirt that shirt that said "DROP DEAD!"
Her high-heels made their way towards Oliver, "BABEEEE!!" She shouted with her arms out-stretched.
Oli sent me a panic look before wrapping his arm around his girlfriend and pecking her cheek.
"Baby... uh.. I thought you were on vacation still and was gonna miss the first week?" I heard Oliver say, with a weird tone (Disappointment, was it?) as I began to walk away.
"Daddy-kins had to cut the trip short." She said in a pouty voice.
"That's er ah... great.. I guess..."
That's the last thing I heard before I put in my earphones, unable to deal with this little love paradeany longer.
Mr. Oliver Sykes, I fucking hate you.
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a/n
Okay. woohoo!! the update you have all been waiting for!!! sorry its shitty. I kinda just made it up as I went along, and I really felt the need to stop yall from waiting any longer! so, for this week (as an apology) I will update the story every night. Ill have to use my phone because my moms house doesn't have wifi and I wont be able to use my laptop so I wont be able to use bold or all that shizz. you dont mind, right? anyways, expect another update tonight (yupps, twice in one day!) and please leave a comment telling me what yall think of this chapter?
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p.s. my last chapter was called "Lets get these teen hearts beating faster, faster" which is lyrics from Panic! At the disco - Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off.... just so ya know.
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FanfictionBandit is forced to move to the UK with her family, which didn't seem so bad... until she met the neighbors jerk of a son, Oliver Sykes .
