Without You (Tony Oller fan fiction)

Little Luxury Life

"I hate you" Jenna laughed, tossing the dice across the game board to Tony.

"oh" Tony said, blankly, staring across at Jenna.

He couldn't help but crack a smile. Every time he looked at her, he felt a wave of happiness overcome him. Since the day they met at one of MKTO's performances, she's caught his eye the way no brunette beauty had before.

He could remember that day like the back of his hand.

The boys had been touring for the fourth time, with Keaton and Wesley-Emblem3.

They were at their last show, concluding in Los Angeles.

Tony thought he was gonna be a bad ass, and show off his dance moves.

In the middle of singing "American Dream," during Malcolm's part, Tony decided to attempt a backflip center stage.

The venue was smaller which meant the stage was. It was pretty easy to confuse center stage with down center.

Jenna was up front, since the venue was all general admission. She only cared about making googly eyes at Wesley, of Emblem3.

But damn, she wasn't blind. She couldn't doubt how damn cute Tony was.

Tony's backflip turned out less badass than he thought It would.

His flip turned into him landing in the crowd on top of a fan; Jenna Stealth to be exact.

Tony landed on top of the brown-haired, blue-eyed beauty, and he couldn't help but think "damn. I picked the perfect girl to fall for... Or on."

Malcolm searched the stage for his music partner.
"Damnit, Tony," Malcolm muttered as he cued the band to cease playing.
Security gathered around the two like flies on horse pucky. Jenna turned her head, in pain, to look Tony in the eyes, "Nice one, dumbass." She laughed, stopping because a sharp pain pulled at her when she moved.

He smiled. She was beautiful, and he didn't even know her name.

"Are you fucking serious, Tony? Awh. C'mon. Someone call emergency services. We're gonna need these two taken to the hospital." Eman huffed, "Tony definitely has at least a couple broken bones, maybe more. And oh this poor girl, what the hell Tony? Oh my god, she definitely hit her head pretty hard." E-man continued kneeling next to the two laying there in the crowd of people, cradling Jenna's head.

Security continued to escort the crowd into the next-door venue, while the emergency services were notified.

Eman continued cradling Jenna's head in his hands, examining her head to make sure there weren't any cuts or scratches on her face and head. Thankfully, just a couple bruises. He began checking her legs and arms for breaks. Definitely one in her left arm, and probably a fracture in her left leg.

"if you survive this Tony," He smirked, "I'm going to murder you."

Tony stilled lay in the same position smiling, "She might beat you to it." He laughed.

Jenna's head was still in Eman's hands, and she stared straight up at the ceiling. "Nah. If I killed you, there's no telling what your fanbase would do to me," she joked, filling the moment with humor extinguishing the seriousness, "besides, you're too fucking cute."

"She thinks I'm cute too." Tony said in his head, as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"You're not too bad yourself."

"Guys, that's my brother. Just let me go." Malcolm was granted clearance from the massive security guards to talk to Tony.

He slid past two huge men in yellow jackets, and stood over Tony.

"You almost kill a girl, and then you flirt with her? Classic Mr. Oller," Malcolm laughed, "Atta boy. She's a California dime." he added, as if she wasn't laying right beside Tony on the floor.

"Don't encourage him." Eman snapped at Malcolm, before turning to let the paramedics, and assisting hospital residents in the venue.

"What's your name, sweetheart?" Malcolm asked, leaning over Jenna, looking into her beautiful eyes.

She coughed, in pain, but forced a smile, "Jenna Stealth."

"Hey there, Jenna. I'm Malcolm, the one that didn't fall on top of you. And that there, is Tony. He's always had a habit of falling for pretty girls, but he might have taken it a bit too literally this time" Malcolm laughed.

Tony and Jenna simultaneously blushed.

"They're right there." Eman directed the men with stretchers.

"Oh great, another spoiled successful, Hollywood kid with 'dreamy eyes' and 'seductive hair' that thinks he can get away with anything," mocked one of the assistive paramedics.
The men took Tony and Jenna away on stretchers, examining them for any detrimental damages.

They spent the night in the Emergency Room together, getting their broken limbs casted up, talking about all things from success to family to their love lives.

Two short weeks later, they moved in together. Eight happy months later, here they are.

"Yeah. I do. I hate you." Jenna laughed, flipping the game board over, onto the floor.

Tony closed the space between the two, and began kissing her cheeks, "My princess hates me?" He smiled, still continuing to plant kisses on both of her pink cheeks.

She pulled his face towards hers, touching foreheads, "So much." She smiled, pulling his lips against hers.

"If this is hate, God only knows how much I want to be loved by you." Tony joked between kisses.

He loved her so much. In the short time they'd spent together, it felt like forever.

Every night he got to fall asleep with his arms wrapped around his girl, and a smile on his lips.

Every morning he got to wake up to the smell of pancakes and bacon, only to find his girl wearing an over-sized shirt of his, in the kitchen doing her best to spoil him.

Every evening, he got to watch action movies on the couch, with his girl cradled in his arms, under a blanket, where she'd fall asleep until he carried her to their bed, where they'd sleep side by side.

They were young.

They were stupid.

But they were in love.

Tony had never been happier.

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