Here i am. Today's the day im stood infront of Olivers very basic looking front door.. i mean i didnt expect diamonds but... he still lives in Sheffield? Im shocked! I knock as ladylike as possible on olis door and he answers almost instantly.
"Iya, its Holly aint it?" Oli asks
"Yes. Its Holly" i reply
"Get ya self inside then its fucking freezing out there"
he says whilst directing me into the house
I look around. The house is very.. urm standard.. like i said i didnt expect diamonds but its clear Oli isnt one for luxury and clearly enjoys life how it is and clearly wants to live the way everyone else does regardless of fame or not. The ceilings are white. The walls are white. Everything seems to just be white. Which is okay.
Oli guides me into the living room he throws himself effortlessly onto the sofa
"Sit down Hol"
I sit down quickly.. perhaps freakishly quickly.
"Thank you" he begins "for finding me that night and calling for help. Its a good job the ambulance came whilst they did" he says
I look down at my feet anxiously but without hesitation i ask "oli..what was wrong with you? What was the issue you was shaking.. your eyes were dull and lifele-"
"Shhh" he exclaims as he places a single finger against my lips.
"To tell ya the truth Hol i was fucked off ma head on ketamine..Hannah. my wife she cheated on me...its been super difficult... why am i even telling this to a silly little fan girl anyways"
He snaps
"OLIVER SYKES. I am Holly. HOLLY JADE. We went school together i am not a silly little fan girl. Im here because i care about you!"
His eyes widen as he turns to me in disbelief. "Then prove it"
I throw as many facts about him and the school we attended in attempt to convince him that i was once associated in his non pop star life. After 25 minutes of blood sweat and tears Oli regains his memory of me and our time we spent at school together. At last!
We talk and laugh for several more minutes about many memories we have from Stockbridge High School.. wow i feel so close to him right now
Hours pass by as we just talk. Its like we natrually click wjth eachother.. i cant help but notice how gorgeous oli really is.. hes beautiful. Perhaps more beautiful than i remember.
"Ight Hols you been here a while now, ive got some song practice to attend to but lets stay in touch alright"
Me and Oli exchange numbers and i drive home grinning ear to ear.. but why i feel so warm and fuzzy insidd!
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Daddy Oliver.
FanfictionAs Oli struggles from loss and heartache can he reconnect to reality and form healthy stable relationships or will he push away those who try to get close to him find out in a passionate love story involving sexy oliver sykes warning will cause serv...
