Can You Feel My Heart (Oliver Sykes Fan Fiction)

Chapter 19- What Are You Doing??

I told mom that I wanted to walk home from school, She hesitated at first but then decided I should make my own decisions.

Before heading home I stopped by 'Frolio King' A local frozen yogurt shop to see if they had any job offerings.

" Welcome to Frolio! May I take you're order? " A red haired boy said. I recognized him from home room but I never caught his name.

" Actually I came here for a job." I said a bit awkwardly.

He gave me a cheeky smile.

" You'd have to meet with Dominic." He said pointing in the back.

" I just... walk in there? "

He nodded. I looked back and forth and then walked into the back. A big man with sleek back jelled hair and a huge belly stood before me. He had on the Frolio apron, stained with all kinds of Frolio juices.

" Uh, Hi. I'm here for a-"

" Job? "

He answered before me. I nodded my head and he gave me a soft smile.

" Here." He pulled out a slip of paper from behind a cabinet and handed it to me.

" I want your resume on my desk by tommorow. Don't forget to fill out that application too. " He said.

I backed up and shot him a wave before heading out the door.

The truth was 3 reasons why I wanted to work at Frolio. One, I needed enough money to get me and mom out of that house. Long enough for her to get a job and support the both of us.

Two, It could be my get away from thinking of Oliver and killing myself with heart pain.

And Three, It was my only escape from home. I hated the idea of going home. Plus, to only complicate things I can't tell Cody about me getting a job. He would know that we were trying to leave him and he would make me quit and god knows what  he'd do to us.

I would tell him I have after school sports events. Though its gonna be tough to believe, I'm not really a sporty person, it was the only solution to my problems.

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I walked back home, barely walked more like dragged myself home. I felt like a wet mop, Except I had no floors to clean. Though my own was dirtier than ever.

My eyes found a red sedan parked in Olivers driveway. I stopped. Oliver. Pulling my bookbag higher above my shoulders I dashed towards the house. The front door fully opened. Without thinking I yelled his name.

" OLIVER!! " I looked around. Running up the stairs towards his room I stopped.

A boy with blonde hair stood there. His back turned away from me.

" Excuse me! What're you doing here? "

He jumped, he glared at me with wide eyes. Whats up with this tool? Did he just willingly break into peoples houses..though no one lived here, this was my place.

" I'm sorry. I was just checking it out." He eyed me up and down. What's up with him? He seemed young, probably the same age as Me and Oliver. And what did he mean 'check it out? '

" I'm Drew.