" Hey, Jordan.. do you guys have like a laptop or something. I haven't checked my email in ages."
He scratched his head.
" Yeah. It's in the sound room." I nodded turning away to walk down a narrow hallway. I turned the knob that labled sound room to find Matt (Nicholl) jamming out with head phones by the guitars.
" Uhh.."
He jumped, pulling the head phones off and scowling at me.
" Haven't heard of privacy?!? "
I swallowed hard.
" Sorry, "
Matt hasn't been the nicest person to me. But, I tottaly understand. I was deliberately stepping on his toes by invading his privacy and popping up out of nowhere to join the tour.
" What do you want? " He asked.
" I just wanted to find a laptop." He got up and walked over to a drawer. He pulled open the drawer and out came a silver apple laptop.
" This is Oliver's.. Here." He basically threw it to me. As if to mock my weak arms and horrible catching experiences.
" Heh. Thanks."
" Haven't you ever heard of a cell phone? " He asked crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes.
Again with the insults..
" No.. I don't think I've heard of it, sorry." I said sarcastically.
I stalked off to Oliver's room hopping on the bed and placing the laptop on a pillow.
***
Sliding the mouse over to the login icon I typed in my information and clicked enter. Up came my home button with 11 new mail. My heart sped..then slowed down it's natural beat.
" It's probably just useless advertising.."
I clicked on it to only an interesting head line. It read 'Please Get back to us.'
I clicked on it. I jolted. It was Harvard.
Dear, Ms. Adams,
ThisisAlicia McGregor, reportingtoyoufromHarvard State University.
WehavereceivedyouradmissionproposaltoattendourcampusnextsemesterandI'mveryintriguedinyourstatistics.
Iguaranteethatthecampusisahealthyeducationalenvironmentandwearehopingyouwillbeapartofourfamilywehaveformedthroughouttheyears. Pleasefeelfreetovisitourcampusfortoursandothereducationalbenefits.
Iwillbewaitingtohearbackfromyou, Thankyouforyourtime.
Sincerely, AliciaMcGregor.
I had totally forgot about Harvard! What was I going to do? I couldn't go to Harvard..not with all that happened with Mom..and...Oliver.. I had just been reunited with him to just be ripped apart?
I looked at the date the message was delivered... A year ago. Maybe they would just forget. But Harvard is my dream. It's what I've been working for my whole life.. No absences, perfect grades throughout all of elementary, middle, and high school.
I couldn't just walk away? could I?
a knock at the door sent me spiraling out of control. I shut the laptop and threw it aside.
" Come in." In came an Oliver, wearing brand new Gucci sunglasses and carrying more bags than I needed..
All overly expensive. Chanel? what is that?
He placed the bags on the bed and sighed.
" You OK? "
I focused on my breathing and tried not to fidget with my fingers, though they were shaking like crazy.
" Yeah.. Totally just fine! actually more than fine! I'm grreeaaatt." I 'smiled' though it was more like a sneer.
" Are you sure your-"
" I'm sure!! " I practically yelled. Realizing my weird outburst I put a hair behind my earlobe.
" I just uh...need some hygienic time."
I lied. He nodded handing me two bags.
" Soaps, shampoos, towels and face rags in the first bag..clothes in the second. I also brought you a new toothbrush.. I figured you wouldn't want to use the new ones we have."
I actually didn't mind...like at all..
he has issues .
I pushed open the door to the bathroom and set the bags down, shutting the door firmly behind me.
Oh..what to do now..I'm in shit.
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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...
