Skipping ahead a little, we're at the end of tour and Brodie is seven months pregnant. Ready for baby Oli yet? (:
"Thank you all for coming out here today! I hope you've had a great day, and we'll see you all next year!" Oli shouted. I almost sighed with relief. Today was the last day of tour, and I couldn't be more excited. I clutched my bulding stomach and waddled away from the stage. Being seven months pregnant in this heat was unhealthy. My bladdar had once again become full again, and I needed to find a bathroom fast.
"Brodie, wait up!" Oli called as he trotted off stage. I stopped and turned around, crossing my legs in front of me.
"What? I have to pee, Oli," I said, squirming. I turned away again and headed for a bathroom. It was getting imparitive that I pee.
"Brodie, slow down!" Oli chuckled. I didn't stop. I heard him trotting up behind me. His hand slid into mine and squeezed tightly.
"Did you like the show?" he asked as he pulled me into an awkward side hug.
"Yes, Oli, the show was great. But I have got to pee, and I don't have time for this," I said. I waddled faster, rounding the corner to the bathrooms. Oli laughed slightly, but said nothing more. He leaned against the walll just outside the door to wait for me. I smiled slightly to myself. He always waited for me, no matter how long I took, or how many times I needed to go.
After I finished, I walked over to the sink to wash up. I girl was standing two sinks down. She glanced down at me and instantly smiled.
"Hey, you're Oli's girlfriend, huh?" she asked excitedly. I chuckled and dried my hands off.
"Yes, I sure am," I said. Her smile grew bigger.
"You are so lucky. Oli is like, my hero. I would just love to meet him once, I think my life would be complete," she said. I smiled at her and reached for her hand.
"Would you like to meet him?" I asked. She gasped slightly.
"Really? I don't think I could. I mean, he's like, my biggest inspirtation. And you, I mean, you're his girlfriend, and you're going to have a baby together, and just, gosh, I don't know," she rambled. I rolled my eyes and took her hand.
"Listen, Oli is just another human being. He'll actually start crying becayse you said something to him. believe me, he's the most sensitive person ever," I said. I lead her out of the bathroom to where Oli was standing. His eyes lit up instantly as we rounded the corner.
"Well, who do we have here?" he asked. I smiled as we walked up to him.
"One of your fans. She's been dying to meet you," I said. He chuckled. I could hear the girl swoon behind me.
"Can't take you anywhere, can I," he said. He peaked around me and gestuured for the girl to come closer. "What's your name, love?" he asked her quietly. She had gone stark white, and her lips were trembling.
"Stacy," she whispered. Oli smiled and took her hand. I thought she was going to faint.
"That's a lovely name, Stacy," he said. Her face turned bright red as she ducked away. Oli chuckled slightly. "There is no need to hide, my dear," she said.
"It's just, you're like my hero, and I love you music and everything and it's just a dream come true finally meeting you," she rambled. Oli's face flushed slightly. But the girl didn't seem to notice. He pulled out his pen and offered to sign her bag and a poster. He even took some pictures with her. I ave never seen a fan so happy before.
After she left, Oli's fingers twisted through mine and pulled me close to his chest.
"What's this all about?" I asked his. His fingers found their way up y shirt as he softly storked my skin.
"Just need a moment," he whispered. I said nothing more. He was so sensitive about his music and his fans. People had no idea how much it truely touched him when they said they loved his music. He held me for a while longer before finally letting go. I looked up into his soft hazel eyes as he wiped away a single tear.
"Are you alright?" I whispered. He nodded and leaned down to kiss me.
"They just make me so happy, you know? Hearing that they actually like my music. I mean, there are only a few things that make me truely happy, and my fans are one of them," he whispered. I nodded. this was the most I had ever heard him talk about his fans.
"I mean, they send me letters, tell me sotries, everthing. Everyone of them so different, and it's just incredible hearing them. At first, I was a little weirded out when they told me my music helped them, you know? Because it was all my personal stories. Things that I was writing from the heart. But now, I mean, I see these kids go through all this stuff, the same things I was going through, and I realise that they aren't much different than I am. I dunno, it's weird," he said. He pulled away from me and took a deep breath. I had never seen him like this. So vulnarable. It was so strange. He shook himself and turned back to me.
"Sorry, guess I got a little lost there," he whispered. I rolled my eyes and pulled him back into my chest, stroking his hair.
"No, it's okay. I just didn't know what to say," I said. His soft fingers pulled my chin up to face him. He smirked slightly before pressing his lips into mine.
"I love you works," he whisperred.
"I love you too," I said into his lips.
"Oi! Love birds! Break it up! We gotta pack up and get ready to go back home!" Matty shouted. I sighed heavily and rolled my eyes.
"Well, so much for that," I whispered. Oli chuckled and tangled his fingers through mine again.
"Come on, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can get back home to England," he whispered. My heart fluttered. England. The place where I met my one true love. I had never felt more at home then when I was in England.
"We're really going back? I can come with you?" I whispered. Oli turned back to look at me.
"Why wouldn't you? No offence love, but England is a lot prettier than here," he said. "Besides, it will be a perfect place to raise the baby, and get married, really start our lives together," he said. I smiled at him.
"Yeah, suppose you're right," I said. I followed the two boys back to the bus as my mind raced. There were so many things to plan for, and I felt like I had so little time to get everything done. A wedding and a baby to prepare for. My head spun slightly, but I didn't care. All that matters was I was going back to England where I could live the rest of my life with my one true love.
You guys, I am so sorry it's taken so long. I have had so much going on, I barely have time to get on the computer. It's my last semester of school, and I'm getting ready to graduate. I've been assisting directing shows, and I'm now acting in our final show of the school year. It has just been hella busy. I know I promised updates, and I feel horrible not having them, and I'm so sorry that this one is so terrible. It's just a filler until all the big things happen. This story is coming to an end soon. And I've maybe been thinking of having a third part. I dunno, what do you guys think? Anyway, I'm so sorry it's late and it's kind of a crappy update. I was watching some interviews with Oli talking about his fans and such, and that's kind of where this update came from. I figure a lot of us could relate with Stacy.
Anyway, thanks again for all your support. I'l try and have a better update for you soon. Not going to set a time, because it probably wont happen then. So we'll just say soon. I love you all so much. You mean the world to me. Thanks again! <3
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