Sleepwalking (An Oliver Sykes fanfiction)*COMPLETED*

Is this a dream?

When school got out, I couldn't wait to get home and day dream more about Oliver. He's just so perfect. His smile, his eyes, even his voice. I really wanted to know if what happened last night, was a dream or not. It just felt so real.

I got off the bus and made my way to my house.

"Did I tell you that you look stunning today?" His British voice rang in my head.

I giggled, even though he might not hear me. In my head, I thought 'no you haven't, but thank you.' I heard him chuckle, now that was best thing I heard today.

"Of course love, I always like to complement you." I could tell he was smiling, I could hear it in his voice.

I smile widely, even though he might not see it. I arrive home and make my way to my room. 'Thank god it's Friday.' I thought. I sigh and fall face forward on my bed. Everything was black for a second, then I got up. When I opened my eyes, I was in the field again! How did I get here? I look around and my eyes met the bright brown eyes that I loved.

"Oliver!" I said happily and smiled big.

I stared to run over to him and hug him tight. He hugged back just as tight.

"Oh my sweet Abby, it feels good to have you back." He sighed happily.

I pull back and look into his eyes. He's so beautiful.

"Thank you love." He smiled.

My eyes went wide, "Did I say that out loud?" I questioned embarrassed, my cheeks turning red.

"Yes you did, but I don't mind." He chuckled.

I smiled brightly and looked into his sparkling eyes.

"What is this place?" I asked curious.

He looked around for a while then replied, "I don't really know."

"Then how do we end up here?" I asked again.

He shrugged, "I don't know." and smiled.

I giggle. I pull away from him and look around. I felt his presence close to mine, his big hand inclosing mine. I pulled him down to sit with me in the grass. I examined his tattooed covered hand and carefully traced over the 'DROP DEAD' on his knuckles.

I smile, "These are my favorite."

He chuckled, "I'm glad, those are my favorite too."

I look at him and smile, my eyes trailed down to his rose tattoo on his neck. I softly brush my finger over it.

"I like this one too." I said softly.

I didn't realize how close we were until I felt his soft lips press to my forehead. I smile brightly, he pulls back and smiles warmly at me.

"Oliver.." I start.

He looks at me nervously, probably thinking he did something wrong.

I giggle, "Oliver, I just wanted to say that the time I spend with you, I'm always happy and joyful. I'm never really like this, so thank you for making me happy."

He sighed in relief and smiled brightly. "You scared me Abby! I thought I did something wrong," we both laughed. "Well Abby, I'm glad I make you happy. You've made me happy to you know." He said turning pink.

"I have?" I ask surprised.

"Yes, you've made me a better person, literally just by you looking at me I feel these butterflies in my stomach and I feel just pure joy. So I thank you to Abby, for making me even happier." He smiled his heart melting smile.

I smile and pull him into my arms, he nuzzled his head in my neck and inhaled my sent. I did the same, he smelled like vanilla and mint. We stayed like that for a while, and then I thought of something.

"Oliver, is this a dream?" I ask quietly.

I held him tighter, really hoping it's not. I want this all to be real.

"Honestly Abby, I really don't know. I really hope that it's not. I want us to be real, I don't want you to go away." He held me closer.

"I'm not going anywhere." I say and pull back from him. "How do you end up here anyway?" I ask.

"Normally I just lay down and close my eyes, and when I open them again I'm here." He explained.

"Same with me." I said. "This is all so confusing Oliver." I said putting my head in my hands.

"I know love, it's the same for me." He pulled me in his arms, and kissed my head.

When I uncovered my eyes and saw that I was in my room under the covers. I felt tears in my eyes, it's not real! It's all a dream! I felt my heart drop. I really thought Oliver was a real person. Tears were flowing down my cheeks, I was sobbing, hoping that he would pop out and hold me tight. I heard a knock on my door.

"Abby? Honey can I come in?" My mother said.

I quickly wiped my tears away and made myself presentable.

"Yea come in." I said, my voice still shaky.

She walked in and immediately came and hugged me. "What's wrong sweetie." She slowly stroked my hair.

I began to cry again, "I just had a dream about dad leaving us." I sobbed out.

Yes I did lie again, I hated it but I really didn't want people to think that I was crazy and send me off to a mental hospital.

"Ohh honey, it's ok. I know it hurt you when he left, everything is ok now." She kissed my head.

"I'm sorry mom." I sobbed in her chest.

"Honey, why are you sorry? You didn't do anything." She said making me look into her eyes.

I really didn't know why I was sorry, it just slipped out from my mouth.

"I don't know, I guess for making somethings difficult at times." I explained.

"Abby, you never make anything difficult, I mean we all have our moments, but you were never hard to work with, don't ever think that ok?" She brushed her thumb over my cheeks, wiping away my tears.

"Thank you mom for everything." I smiled.

"It's my job sweet heart, I wanna keep you happy." She smiled back. "I'll let you go back to sleep ok."

"Ok." I hugged her tight, and she went to the door.

She smiled at me one last time, and closed my door. I sigh heavily, and lay down. I stared up at the ceiling and just thought about things. I wanted to know what was going on between me and Oliver. Are our meetings dreams or visions? It all still doesn't make sense to me. I was starting to get sleepy again, and my eyes stared to close.

"I will find you Abby, I promise." I heard his loving British voice say, before I feel asleep.

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