The Troublemaker And The Nerd(Koli)

May 6th

a/n: so this book was on hold for a while, and i was gonna continue to keep it on hold, but i've felt like writing so let's get this story back on the road and finish it, sorry my last actual update was 2017. thanks as always for reading. 💖

it was now Monday morning and my head still hurt from the weekend. i stayed with Jack for most of the time, because i was too afraid to face my parents. i was also afraid to face oliver. Friday night i really let go. i was messy. i fell all over him, i flirted, we even shared a few drunken and messy kisses. i'm supposed to be helping him pass this stupid test. why is clouding my judgement? why do i feel so drawn to him. a week ago if you asked me my opinion of Oliver i would've told you, he was an arrogant asshole, who only cares about himself, but in the few days and few deep conversations i know he's not as awful as he portrays himself. maybe he's afraid if people see his weaknesses they'll be able to exploit them for their own gain. this is frustrating i don't want to fall in love with him. i just want to graduate valedictorian and then go to college, and forget all about Oliver.
"hey kell" Oliver said taking a seat next to me in the library. "hi oli" i replied back. "how are you feeling? that was your first party and you got a little crazy." he said with a hint of laughter on his face. "i'm okay, just had a killer headache the next day." "did you get in trouble?" "no, i stayed at Jack's all weekend" "good, i wouldn't want you to get in trouble, so what are we doing today?" "what do you mean today? i have to go straight home and write an essay for English" "woah calm down, i'm asking about what we need to study for today." "oh uh right, um uh what do you want to study?" nice one kellin he probably thinks you're an ass for just assuming he wanted to hang out. "we could do math again, i still don't understand any of it" he said flipping through the math book. "yeah of course we can do that" i smiled.

i gave him a few problems to solve on his own. i couldn't help but stare, he looked so concentrated. his eyebrows would slightly furrow. "are you gonna help me or just stare at me?" Oliver smirked. "oh uh sorry i didn't hear you ask for help, what do you need help with?" i looked away to hide my embarrassment.

i was actually looking forward to go home today. i wanted to just work on this essay in my room, my sanctuary. i walked in the house. i could hear someone in the kitchen, so i said a quiet hi, starting to walk up the stairs "hi kellin honey, how was school?" she popped her head out of the kitchen. "it was good mom, i have an essay to work on so i'll be in my room" "okay, don't work too hard." i just gave a small smile and walked into my room.
i pulled out my school work and began working on my essay but i couldn't concentrate. my mind was elsewhere. i stared down at my half finished essay. the essay is about the alchemist. the question i couldn't write about was: what was the meaning of his journey.
how the hell am i supposed to know why he went on a journey. he gave up his entire life and security to go on a journey but for what? he found out the treasure was always there with him. i let out a groan and continued writing despite the lack of emotion or idea of what to write.
there was a knock on my door. "come in" i said staring down at the paper. the door opened. "Kell dinner is ready" my dad said. "okay i'll be right down" I walked downstairs to see my mom and dad sitting quietly at the table. dinner at my house was usually quiet. my parents hardly talk to each other. sometimes i think they only stay together for me. they do talk to me but the only care about my academic achievements. probably because they are too afraid to have the sexuality conversation with me. they have known for years that i'm gay, but they are still holding out hope that maybe it's just a weird phase of my life. i'm a senior and i came out my freshman year. it was awful. my dad left for days. my mom just cried. they made me feel more uncomfortable in my own skin than i already felt. i can't wait to be on my own, so i don't always feel like i've let them down. i can't change how i feel.

Oliver's POV:
i was sitting in my room. working on some of my schoolwork when i heard a knock on my door. "hey oli, mum is home and she needs help with the groceries" Tom said poking his head in my room. "yeah okay, i'll be right now" i said finishing up the math problem i was working on. "are you actually doing your homework?" he asked. "yes, i guess i am" "who are you and what have you done with my brother?" he joked. we got outside to the car. "hi mum" i said "oh oli, hi. how was school if you actually went." she said not looking at me picking up a few bags. "yes i actually went to school, and i got 80% on my last english assignment." i said grabbing a few bags. "that's great." she said ending the conversation.

i got back to my room, and i could feel the tears forming in my eyes. no matter what i do I'm still viewed as a shitty kid. i get a decent grade, something i actually tried to get and she doesn't care. she still says snarky comments. she still makes rude remarks. it makes me feel even more terrible. well Oliver i don't know what you expect you've spent majority of your life being an absolute shithead.
i decided to text kellin.
me: hey i know this random and you're probably busy, but can i vent?
kellin: yeah of course, and no i'm not busy. i just finished my essay..
me: so i told my mum i got 80% on my math assignment and she didn't really care, she still said something rude about it. i don't understand.
kellin: you got an 80%? that's so awesome. :) you should just be proud of yourself.
me: thank you. :) and you're right it's just so frustrating.
kellin: oh i agree my parents are the same. they only really care about how well i'm doing in school, but hey we're almost done and soon we'll be free to do what we want and be whoever we want to be.
me: that is if i pass the test. kellin this is my fault i made my choices.
kellin: you will pass, and you know why? because i'm going to help you.

i couldn't help but blush. no one has ever cared enough to help me out. he didn't even want to help me in the first place, but something changed in the first week, where we've both helped each other. although i think he's helping me more.

a/n: an actual update, sorry for such a long hiatus from the story besides those pesky authors notes. i have slowly found some inspiration for finishing this story. don't forget i also published a new Tyler Joseph story. and i have few other stories in my edited list. there are some more Tyler stories as well as a couple koli, and a kellic. thank you for reading. maybe i'll post another chapter before the night ends.