I love ketamine (Oliver Sykes fanfiction)

3. True Friends

"It's a nice flat" Oliver says, looking around the empty apartment despite the lonely couch in the living room, small kitchen with all equipment, mattress on the floor and a closet in the bedroom and a thousand of boxes all around. I stand beside him and look around curiously.

"I hope the owners will be nicer than my ex-renter" I sigh and look up at him as he smirks gently.

"What was wrong with your ex-renter?" he asks.

I shake my head and walks over the nearest box with movies and books.

"It's a long story. He was my boyfriend and it was unhealthy relationship between a renter and a hirer"

Oliver does something like "o" with his lips and nods. He walks over me and kneel beside.

"I can help you with unpacking your stuff" he proposes with a smirk.

I bite my bottom lip and nod. I will be regretting this, but now his company is very helpful. We have worked hard for something like two hours, making the flat looks more cozily. We have unpacked almost all cartons, sorting items in proper places. During our work the day turns to evening and the sky behind the windows becomes darker.

I'm sorting books clothes in the closet placed in my bedroom when I hear a small boyish chuckle behind my back. I look over my shoulder to see Oliver standing beside the large box, which I identify as the box with my underwear. He holds my red lacy panties between his long fingers. Oh my god, do I blush, don't I? Because I feel heat on my cheeks and heart pounding in my chest.

"Nice panties, sweetheart" Oliver chuckles, spinning a panties around his index finger.

I jump up to him, pulling my panties out from his hand and throw it back to the box. I stick my tongue out at him and turn back to him, trying to hide my tomato face.

"You are worse than I thought you are, Oliver" I whine, not looking at him, but feeling his gaze on my back. He still chuckles and I hear him walking over to me slowly.

"Don't be mad, Nina I'm helping you all day so I deserve on some fun" he says and after a quick while he adds with more flirtatious tone "Or you can pay me in different way as you wish"

My eyes open wide and I turn to face him, noticing that the distance between us is dangerously small.

"I should predict that you will be expecting me repay you" I sigh.

He sticks his hands into his pockets and smile with his gorgeous smile of bad boy.

"Nothing is for free in this world, love" he smirks, taking a step closer to me and making me a step back from him. I keep backing away as he is trying to come closer to me until my back hits against the wall.

I gulp, feeling a rugged surface of the wall under my back. My eyes meet Oliver's hazel irises as he gazing at me with cheeky smile on his face.

"I don't know what you are waiting for, but I'm not going to repay you in any sexual way, you idiot" I say under my breath as he reduces the distance between our faces and inhales deeply. His warm skin on his cheekbones almost touching mine. The look of his big eyes sends shivers down my spine.

"You smell nice" he whisper, inhaling.

I can't help, but bit my bottom lip to resist myself from pressing my lips against his.

"Oliver, you better step back before I kick you off of my flat" I manage to mumble.

He chuckles and lifts his hands in surrender. He backs off a little and I inhale deeply, feeling less awkward.

"Okay, we can talk about sex-"

"Oliver!" I cut him off with a fake indignation.

"I'm just trying to say that I'm hungry and it would be nice to eat something together" he chuckles again and shrugs his arms. I sigh in relief, patting him in the arm playfully.

"Actually it's a good idea. I'm starving"

A half an hour later we are sitting on the floor with our backs leaning against the sofa and watching the third season of Game of Thrones. We ordered some vegan burritos by the phone so now we are eating them in silence. In this point we have something in common, because I'm a vegetarian and he is a vegan.

"Why did you choose to be a vegan by the way? It's not so common in amongst males" I ask, looking at him as we are sitting side by side and distance between our arms is about a few centimeters.

He shrugs and looks back at me in confusion.

"I don't know. Actually it came naturally when I was a teenager. At that time I was thinking that my vegetarianism would help animals in some way, but now I don't believe it cause meat is still the most common food in the world and one guy won't change the world. But after all these years eating vegetarian food I love it" he answers honestly "What's about you, Nina?"

"I'm vegetarian for the same reasons as you. Plus I think it's much more healthier then meat"

He nods, putting his empty plate aside on the floor. For a quick moment I'm observing his tattoos on hands and arms until he catches me on staring at him. I clear my throat awkwardly.

"You like animals, don't you?" I ask random question to break this awkward moment.

"Yeah. Especially my doggie Oskar. You should meet this weirdo. You will fall in love with him immediately. You know the Sykes family are very charming"

I laugh, rolling my eyes on his remark. Something in the way he was telling about his dog makes my heart melts a little. His eyes was thoughtful and the way he was smiling told me that he really love his dog. He snaps his fingers before my face, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"I have a plan in which way you can repay me for my help" he says self-satisfied.

I put my plate aside and look at him curiously, rising my eyebrow.

"What plan?"

"You go with me to the tattoo studio. I want a new tattoo and it's will be nice to have company"

"Why do you want me to go with you? You have a thousand tattoo so I think you are accustomed to this pain during tattooing"

He gives me a glance with his big, puppy eyes, leaning closer to me.

"Maybe, but it doesn't mean that I won't pass out during this suffering" he says, acting like he is scared of pain. Considering the amount of tattoos on his skin (I think he has more tattooed skin than clean one) I don't think that he is really scared of pain "I will need you company. Anyway you owe me a favor, don't you?"

I give him a glare and nudge him in the arm playfully.

"Do I have a choice?"

"I guess you don't, love"

I sigh and lean my head back against the couch, looking up at the ceiling.

"Okay. It's sounds like fun to watching you suffer, Sykes"

This time Oliver nudges me with his bony elbow, making me chuckle. He joins to me in laughing. For a split of second our eyes are locked on each other until I feel a hot blushes on my cheeks and look back on the screen of the television.