Must Be 18 Or Over To Enter//Golden Boy

Not Here.

OLIVER'S POV

FOUR DAYS LATER

"She isn't here, dog. Stop." Brusnop continued to paw at my hands and lick me. I was beginning to wish she'd take the thing with her. But no. She left it with me for some 'quality father son bonding time' - her words exactly. I missed Kylie and odd amount. At first it was weird living with another person, but then I got too used to having her around, and it was weird to be alone. I wanted to call her all the time. To ask what she was doing, and what she planned on doing later, and if everyone was being nice to her and having fun, and if she was eating enough, and if Melissa was fighting with her a lot. That was something that worried me. Kylie mentioned that she Melissa wasn't staying at Ben's anymore, but I still hated that she was closer to Kylie that I was. If something happened, I wouldn't be there to help her. I pulled out my phone and dial her number as I walked to the window. From that place in the house specifically, you could see all of London. The lights of the city glowing bright against the night sky.

"Oliver?" She answered quickly. I smiled.

"Of course. What time is it? Did I wake you?"

"It's about eight, no. Why are you up? It's like three am at home."

"Your little dog won't let me sleep. I think we both miss you too much." I heard her smile. "How are you?"

"Good, great even. I think everyone is slowly turning me into an alcoholic. Things are good. What about you?"

"Okay. I'm glad you're having fun." And bitter you aren't here. "Brusnop and Walter have teamed up against me. Neither of them are letting me go anywhere without them. They like each other a bit too much."

"That sounds like something I would say."

"Well," I smirked slightly. "Perhaps you've been rubbing off on me."

"Interesting idea."

"So, what are you doing right now?" And who are you with and what are you wearing and has anyone at all hit on you?

"I was just watching a movie with everyone, now I'm washing my face."

"Did I interupt?"

"Nope. Ugh, I wish you were here so bad."

"Awh, did the big bad movie scare you?" I teased.

"Mhmm." She groaned. And then I remembered how oddly similar her groan was, to how she sounds when she's moaning when I'm kissing her neck.

"Shame," I blurted out. "If only I were there to comfort you."

"Yeah. You'd like this bed. It's really hard, and the sheets are So soft. I made a little castle out of pillows." Fuck, girl. What are you doing to me? I walked upstairs and into our room.

"Well, a castle sounds adequate for my princess."

"Does that make you the prince?"

"Actually, I think I'm old enough to be the king." I heard her giggle slightly. Why is she so sexy?

"Sounds like a plan."

"May just have to make our own little castel when you get back."

"I think that sounds like an even better plan. Much more pillows to use. How weird is it? I seem to have forgotten all, of my PJs."

"God, Kylie," I sighed. She knew exactly she was doing, and she was doing it on purpose.

"Yeah, I know. I just sleep here naked, every night. All alone." I felt myself get hard as I layed down in bed on my stomach and tried to think about anything other than fucking my girlfriend on every surface on the house.

"What's gotten into you, cheeky girl?

"Don't know." She sighed. "And with that, I must leave you. Movies are calling."

"Right, I know how much you love those."

"Oliver." She said harshly.

"I was kidding. And it sounds more like Ben and James calling, than movies."

"You mean Halloween and Top Gun? Sure."

"Have fun without me then?" I sighed.

"Never do." I wished I could read her mind from the other side of he world. I would have died again to know what she was thinking. "Call me later?"

"Always do. Goodbye, Kylie. I love you."

"Yeah. Bye." I hung up. I had pissed her off. I never expected her to say it back, but it was getting annoying.

BEN'S POV

Kylie came back into the room running and jumped onto the bit of couch between James and I. "Back." She cheered.

"Oh god, I'm too old for this." I laughed.

"I thought you went pee. What took you so long?"

"Oliver called." Kylie shrugged.

"Jesus- when doesn't he call? All I hear all night is you on the phone." Denis sighed.

"Well that's embarassing." She said flatly.

"It's better than hearing loud fucking, everynight from across the hall. James glared at me.

"I could say the same to you, mate. And I'm not the loud one."

"Sure." Ciara just smirked and rolled her eyes.

"Anyways," Kyle interrupted. "Play the stupid movie." Denis pressed play on the long grey remote and Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince started. We'd all been watching movies almost all day, to catch up from how much we'd been going out. You can get a lot of drinking done in almost a week. We proved it. Catching up on sleep was needed, so what better to do than a movie marathon with plenty of food and nap breaks every few hours? As the movie continued I began to notice something about Denis - he seemed uncomfortable. Restless even. He got like that when Melissa wasn't around. She was actually a sweet girl, 99% of the time, but got totally crazy whenever Kylie was involved. I suspected more made her angry than she let on; she hated Kylie for something that had nothing to do with Denis or Oliver. But regardless of her mood, Denis got anxious without her. Like he was scared he couldn't control himself. TheY were so close, so involved with each other. It's like they were actually made for each other.