I sat uncomfortably in the seat. This was an overly expensive restaurant and here I am wearing a Frolio work outfit stained in vannila and strawberry syrup.
" I hate you for making me come here.. I'm not even dressed for this! " His lip curved into a smile.
" Relax. No one will notice."
How could he always be so settle?! doesn't he ever worry? Probably not.. what does he have to worry about? he's a rock star. Girls practically throw themselves at him. And here he is having lunch with a troubled child hood friend, wearing a frolio work outfit.
" I notice.. I'm someone."
He crossed his arms and laid back staring at me. It made me shift from one side to the other.
" What?! " he shook his head. His eyes still locked on mine.
It bothered me.
" Why are you staring at me?! " I demanded.
" Because you're beautiful."
I snorted.
" Please.. like I'm going to melt like your stupid fan girls. "
He gasped.
" My 'fan girls' are not stupid! If it wasn't for them I wouldn't be where I am today. "
" Which is why I hate them." I muttered. He didn't seem to hear me. Which was good I guess.
" Anyway.. what's going on with you?" He asked clearing the dead silence.
" Nothing.. I'm thinking of starting a semester in college. I was going to tell you but the accident came and..I couldn't go. Since I'm well again I think I can hold myself for school. "
" That's amazing Brittany! " He took my hands in his but I quickly removed them.
" I said just as friends." He nodded remembering his sweared word.
" Hello, I'm Elizabeth. I'll be you're waiter and servant today. By any chance have you already decided what you'll be having? "
A tall girl with black hair said. Her eyes squinting from her smile.
" I'll have the chicken bouillon, with side vegetables and mint."
Oliver said.
My mouth dropped open. What was a bouillon? The last time me and Oliver went out to eat he ordered a triple stack burger.
He eyed me.
" Ugh.. I'll have a cheese burger? " The woman gave me a beffudled look.
" We don't have 'cheese burgers' " She had emphasis on the word. Like she was disgusted. My cheeks flashed pink. The only fancy thing I've ate was...
" Lasange? " I asked. She smiled.
" Vegetable? or Meat? "
" Meat," She wrote on Her pad and smiled.
" You're eclairs and octupus will be coming shortly."
I felt my stomach turn. Octopus?
that's kind of gross.
" Octopus? " He squeezed my cheek.
" Yeah.. what else do you eat when you're waiting?"
I scratched my head.
" Ugh I dunno BREAD STICKS?! " He chuckled.
" Brittany you need to stop thinking cheap."
" Well, you need to stop thinking rich."
He shrugged.
I got to say it felt nice to be here with Oliver. This close. I felt whole again. Like my old Oliver was back home in the house of my heart.
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Can You Feel My Heart (Oliver Sykes Fan Fiction)
Fanfiction"Please, don't go!!" I screamed. Hot sweat beaded down my forehead trickling down the side of my neck. I could no longer bear it, the emptiness of the hole that purged in my chest. "Oh Oli.." I whispered into the night. Shoving my pillow to the en...
