Together (Ollie Morgan X Reader) Hollyoaks

Hollyoaks

I hadn't had the best upbringing in life. I had been physically and mentally abused by the age of 13, by my mothers boyfriend. At the age of 14 I ran away. At the age of 14 and a half I got put in foster care. My foster parents were amazing, but they said I needed to explore and meet new people. So they sent me to live with some new foster parents.

These foster parents live in a small village called Hollyoaks. I just hope I like it.

When I finally got off the bus and arrived at my new home Hollyoaks, I looked around. The village actually looked quite nice. I waited at the bus stop for my new foster parents. They said they were gonna meet me here at 1:00 and its only 12:45 so I still had quite a while to wait.

As I sat in silence, I heard somebody whispering behind me. As I turned around I saw two boys with their hoods up looking at me. Whispering. I checked my phone for the time hoping it would go quicker.

The boys started to walk up to me. Oh no. "Hey, you!" one of them shouted at me. I ignored them while they laughed at each other. They walked closer until they were next to me. "That's a nice phone you got there," one of them said. I started to get uncomfortable. One of them grabbed my arm and tried to take my phone. "Get off me!" I shouted. I got free of the boys grip and started running. The boys chased after me so I kept looking back.

All of a sudden I ran into someone and fell towards the floor. I banged my head and I felt blood oozing out the front of my head. I held it in pain.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" said a voice. I held my head as I felt the person kneel beside me. "I'm so sorry, I should have looked where I was going," I said. I looked at the person I had ran into.

He was a boy, my age, maybe a year older. His hair was dark brown and he had soft hazel eyes. He was cute too. I saw a football by his side.

"Oh my, your bleeding, here let me help you," he said. He pulled me to my feet. I felt dizzy. "Thank you," I said as i looked up at him. He was taller than me. I looked behind me to see if the two boys were still there. No sign of them. "What are you looking for?" he said in a gentle voice. "Two boys just tried to mug me. Thats why I was running." I said to him.

"Filthy scum," he scowled, "Do you wanna come back to my place, my parents are there and they can sort your head out and ring your parents," he offered kindly. I smiled up at him. "Thank you," I said.

As he helped me walk back to his place I kept thinking about what just happened. And how kind of beautiful this boy was.

"Hey, I'm Oliver by the way, but people just call me Ollie, Ollie Morgan." he said.

"Oh, well my name's (y/n), (y/n) (l/n)." I added. "Well it's nice to meet you (y/n)." He smiled at me.