Blessed With A Curse (Oli Sykes FanFic)

7

I wake up with a pounding headache and I feel awfully warm. I open my eyes slightly and instantly shut them; the sunlight is blinding. I try to turn away from the window and freeze as I the realize that two wiry tattooed arms are wrapped around my torso. I look down and wince at the still bright light flooding into the room from the thin curtains. I'm still clothed so that's a good sign... A rush of memories floods my brain along with a wave of more pain. Oli and I went on a date, then the party, and lots of drink and smoking.

Oli stirs and I feel his long eyelashes brush against the skin on my neck. He breathes out and hums slightly, the warm gust of air causes goose bumps to rise. Oh god I really hope he doesn't remember what happen last night. I need to fight the panic rising, I can deal with it later, maybe if I just pretend like nothing happen he won't mention it. 

"Morning, beautiful," I say and I turn around to face him. Oli blinks a couple of times; trying to get the sleep out of his eyes and smiles.

"Aren't I the one who's supposed to be calling you that?" Oli murmurs sleepily.

I smile, "probably, but you are beautiful." Oli just smiles and kisses my neck lightly.

We both sit up and I reach for my phone that's sitting on the beside table. My sleeve is rolled up from sleeping, we both stare at my expose wrist. I roll up my sleeve quickly and pretend like that didn't just happen.

"Please don't do that to yourself," Oli whispers looking me directly in the eyes. I try not to get too squirmy like I usually do when someone looks at me with such attentiveness. I look down at my phone. It's almost noon but at least it Saturday so I don't have to worry about school.

Oli takes my hands more delicately and flips them over so the underside of my arms are shown, where I cut the most. The tender and normally soft skin was littered with white, pink, and red scars, some short some long, some old some new. He looks up at me, tears brimming his beautiful hazel eyes and then he does something so shocking I have problems processing what's going on. My brain goes into hyper drive as Oli's soft lips gently kiss the scars on my arms. Any words I have to say get caught in the huge lump in my throat.

Taking a deep breath Oli starts "I know it's probably hard to deal with everything, no one should have to go through what you have. But in the short amount of time that I've known you I can tell you're strong. Stronger than you give yourself credit for."

I try to swallow the lump. I take my hands out of his grasp and roll up my sleeves gingerly. "I appreciate it, but I'm not ready to talk about that with you yet, okay?"

Oli smiles and nods "I understand that just know I'm here for you. I won't push anything you don't want. But please tell me if you need help. Lets get dressed then we can go grab something to eat. How does that sound, love?"

I breathe out a sigh of relief, "that sounds perfect."

"Ready?" He asks, I nod and take his outstretched hand. We walk down the stairs, passing by people passed out and tons of garbage.

Lee is going to have fun cleaning this mess up.

I feel slightly hung over as we climb down the steep stairs and a wave of dizziness hits me. I'm glad I didn't drink too much, it would be so much worse.

We get into the car and put my hair up so it doesn't look like complete crap. I lean over the seat and take hold of my purse that I left in the car and pull it over the front seat and into my lap. Unzipping it I grab my lip gloss and fix smeared make up from last night.

"Where do you want to eat?" Oli asks as we head for the main road, I shrug.

"I'm not particularly picky," I clarify. I wipe off the smeared make up and put some chap stick on then lip gloss over it.