Oblivion

Drown Me

Chapter 8: Mike

We were all crowded in this little room. It was Vic's "living room," in the hotel we were staying in. All of us were crowded on the couch and behind it, while Oli stood by the window facing everyone. He called us all in here after our last show in Asia, and I think he's going to tell us what's going on with him. I hope so. I'm really worried. He's been acting so off, I've tried confronting him about it for the past two weeks but he just won't budge.

Finally Austin, Vic, and Jenna walk in. They went to buy pizzas and beer for us to celebrate the great show. Oli looks around, and stares each of us in the face.

"I guess you're all wondering why I'm acting this way, and why you are all here on this world tour. Well if you want to know the truth, now's the time for me to tell you. Austin, this explanation lies directly with you and the rest Of Mice and Men. Hopefully this will explain why we didn't go on the American Dream tour."

Hearing this Austin perked up, along with the rest of us. Even more interested than before. He pauses and turns around. Looking out the window.

"M- m- my mother... She disowned me when I decided to go be in a band rather than going to college. We were really well to do. My mother... Sh- she left everything to me. She had breast cancer when I was about 12 and was never the same after... I moved out as soon as I could and never looked back. Life was hell. She just. She changed. She was always in her room, constantly depressed. She took it out on me. I think she thought she was still dying when she was cancer free. It made her hateful of everything... Paranoid of everything..."

He turns around, tears in his eyes. Everyone is dead silent. I can feel my heart racing. I just want to jump up and kiss him, make him feel better about all of this. I want to do whatever I can to help.

"She left everything to me... Along with a letter that said 'fulfill your dreams.' She had me in mind and wanted me to be happy... Even though we hadn't talked in close to ten years."

By this time he had tears streaming down his face. I have never seen someone so sad and full of pain...

"THIS was my biggest dream. To tour the world doing what I love. The reason I couldn't do the tour with Of Mice and Men is because I had to attend the funeral and work out everything with the will... I'm sorry I've been causing these problems. I've just been holding all of this in. Now if you'll excuse me."

He walks out of the room. Leaving us all in shocked silence. I want so desperately to run after him but I can't. I love him. I think I do. This is the closest thing to it I've ever felt, anyways...

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After about thirty minutes, everything sunk in. Everyone was drinking and having an alright time. They're all eating and socializing. Hopefully I can slip away really quick...

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I find a time to sneak away, out the door, when Alex and Jenna start up a conversation me. They say something about being engaged, but I don't care enough to listen. Oli is the only thing I care about right now. I make some excuses that I don't feel good and I leave. Walking down the corridor towards Oli's room. Hopefully everything is going okay with him... I hope he lets me in to talk at least. After what seems like an eternity I'm there. Deep breaths Mike.

I knock on the door.

No answer.

I knock again.

Nothing.

Fuck I guess he just wants to be left alone. I start to walk towards my room to just take a couple shots and drown myself in liquor. When the door opens and Oli greets me in a towel all wet from the shower. My insides flip.

"Hey sorry I was in the shower, come in. What's up?"

"Everyone's just wondering how you're doing. They're all drinking and eating right now so I figured I would come hangout with you, I mean you're what really matters." I reply while taking a seat on his couch. Fuck did I just say that. What if he finds out....

"Hmmm well thank you, I was hoping someone would come over. And I was hoping it would be you."

Oh my god. What does that mean. Does he know? Does he feel the same way?! He takes a seat across from me, still in just a towel. Hearing those words makes me have butterflies. What the hell, why am I acting like this. I'm like a teenage girl with her first real crush. This is stupid of me to expect anything.

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We talk for hours, about everything. Anything. By this time we had began drinking and were a little tipsy. Oli was just in boxers and a shirt, and we were scooted right up next to each other. So we could take shots without walking around the room. He turns and looks at me and smiles. Oh how I desperately what to kiss him. Even if it's just once... It's about one in the morning, and I wasn't even tired. I was getting wasted with my best friend/crush/acquaintance. Everything is great. We take a couple more shots, and realize that the Fireball Whiskey is gone. Jesus I'm a lot more drunk than I thought. We sit there in silence for a good ten minutes until Oli says we should get room service. Thank god I'm starving.

We eat, and then start talking again. About me and him for some reason? Like how we met and started hanging out and things along those lines. Finally after about twenty minutes of small talk Oli looks at me.

"I know what you're feeling, Mike. I feel it too. It's weird. I've never been attracted to any men before. After Hannah dumped me... I just... I didn't know what to do. It was right before my mom died... She was my rock. But, now that we're actually talking and hanging out... I haven't thought about her at all. I, I really like you Mike."

Are you serious?! Is this happening?! Oh god try not to freak out in front of him. I hope this isn't just the booze talking. I look into his dreamy dark brown eyes...

"How'd you find out? I mean Jack knows because I told him... He guessed and I confirmed. It was more of a joke I over reacted to and then had to explain myself. Vic knows I'm Bi but other than that... It's been a secret.?"

"Mike, you came to check on me to make sure I was okay. Of course I know. I like you too, I would've done the same exact thing."

With that I lean in, looking at his lips. And he looks at mine. We kiss, and before you know it, our clothes are off and we're in his bed.

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I wake up, hoping is wasn't just a dream. I roll over and there he is, I cuddle him with my arm around his waist. He begins to stir around and wake up a little.

"Good morning Sweetheart." I whisper in his ear.

"Good morning." He gets out while stretching and yawning.

"Want to go get som breakfast before our flight?"

"Sure sounds good."

"Okay I'm going to go back to my room and change while you get ready. I'll see you in a sec?"

"Okayyy, ugh my fuckin' head."

"Which one?" I say with a wink while grabbing him some Advil and water. I set in on his nightstand.

"I'll be right back."

I put on my pants and pick up my shirt while walking out the door. I open it to find Vic and Jaime standing there about to knock. Fuck. How am I going to explain this...

(I hope you guys like this! Probably the craziest chapter so far¿ I decided to update earlier than I planned. Let me know about grammar and spelling and shit. Comment and shit bitches.)