Follow You (Oli Sykes Fan Fiction) COMPLETE

Prelude

I woke up feeling deflated. It had been 3 days since I'd said goodbye to Oli and his friends and I was now back in my apartment in London, alone... bored... feeling sad that the time I'd spent with everyone was over, and that they were all now 4 hours away. In all the time I'd spent with them, I had hardly even taken any photos to look back at, just a few selfies and a couple from our nights out partying. Oli had posted a photo of me to his social media wearing DropDead gear and I was now over the sweet 100k mark on instagram, but even that didn't really make me feel better.

I'd been on the phone with my best friend back in New York and she tried to make me feel better, and reason with me, nothing really helped. I just wanted to go back to last week. I wanted to go back to hanging out with Oli and his band mates, and of course their girlfriends who I'd grown to love. I wanted to go back to feeling appreciated and cared about, and having people around me who were positive and so much fun. But here I was, alone in my shoebox apartment that I couldn't afford to stay in much longer, all alone and feeling sorry for myself. 

I felt confused about the way Oli and I had said goodbye at my apartment too... it was like we both wanted to say so much, but in the moment, I couldn't say anything. I don't know if it was the same for him too, but I hadn't heard from him since, so maybe not. I don't even know what I wanted to say, but I felt like I shouldn't have let him leave the way he did.

I pulled myself out of bed, took a shower and got dressed to go for a run. The fresh air would do me the world of good, and I would stop in at the modelling agency in town to see if I'd had any job offers or if there was anything available. I was at all all time low and needed something - even if it was work - to take my mind off of where I was. I needed something, anything, to help me to start being positive again.