dream in color, dress In black

10

I love his voice ♡

I put on some black jeans and a pull over black hoodie. The pants have cool pockets and chains on them. My belt has metal spikes that are cool looking.

They are dull but once I left it on my floor and stepping on them hurts. It feels like stepping on a Lego. I have a chain necklace that I have under the hoodie.

A car honks a little and I shove on a slytherin beanie. It's dark green with the house symbol on it. My shoes are slytherin styled converse so I'm matching. I go out side and get into Oliver's car.

It's so hot outside and it's only 7:30. "Good morning," he says and I give him a smile. I don't like talking in the morning. He drives and I feel myself falling asleep.  Slowly I sit up and rub my face. I didn't get any real sleep.

He pulls up to McDonald's and we get out of the car and we go into the empty fastfood restaurant. "What do you want?" Oli asks and I shrug.

Eating doesn't sound good right now. "Nothing," I say and he frowns. I'm not hungry. He orders stuff while I go sit in a booth. I need to wake up. I drop my head on the table and it makes a loud sound on accident. Oli looks at me weirdly and I lift my head and look at him.

I'm too tired for this. Oli sits down and puts a muffin in front of me and I hot chocolate. I smile at him because he's so nice. Its probably smart if I eat this. When I skip a day of eating I'll get sick if I go any longer.

"You should eat, I hardly see you eat," he says and I look at him weird. He saw me eat the other day and whenever I go to his house. I just nod and take a sip out of my hot chocolate.

He eats his biscuit sandwich thing and sips on his coffee. I dont like coffee, its gross. I close my eyes while holding my hot chocolate. It's so warm in my hands.

I feel reality spilling away a little. I'm falling asleep? Warmth goes down my hoodie and I jerk awake and stand up. I just poured my drink on me! I put down my cup and Oli is looking at me amused. I go over to the napkins and wipe my hoodie. Not all of it actually got on me.

Once it's all off Oliver walks up to check on me. "Got it or do you want to stop by my place and get a shirt. I'm not wearing a shirt under this.

"You're house," I say and go to walk to our table a little boy runs up to me. The mom calls for him.

"Mommy this boy is a girl! Look," he says and the mother looks at me apologetic. Oli laughs at the situation.

The little boy does something nobody was expecting. He kicks me. Right in between my legs. I of course do what ever guy does in this situation. Grab where he kicked and fall to my knees saying "fuck, my balls,".

When I fall I grab onto oli and tears brim to my eyes from the pain. "Oh my god! Jason!" The mom yells at her son and he goes to his mom telling her 'oops' in the process.

"Shit," oli says surprising me because he's WAY closer than I thought. I look up to see in grabbing his waist to his pants. He helps me up and I try to bear the pain.

"I don't like kids," I whine to Oliver.  He pick me up bridal style. The action makes me grab onto scared I'll fall.

He goes to the door and puts me in the passenger seat. "I'll be back," he says leaving and going back into McDonald's. I adjust myself and sigh. Welp, I'm no longer sleepy.

When oli Is back I pout and he laughs. "Apparently your not a boy," he says getting in.

"Not funny," I mumble crossing my arms across my chest.
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"Take off your hoodie," he say holding out his hand like he's going to take it. The blush on my face is heavy. 

"Not with you looking," I say and he makes a 'really' face at me.

"Your a boy you don't have to hide your chest from me," he says and I pout. It's not my chest, okay I actually am embarrassed to be top less but that's not the main problem. I have cuts and scars on my wrists that I'm hiding with this hoodie.

He grabs the hems of my hoodie and pulls up. Oliver takes off my only protection from his seeing my scars...

He drops it, "shit," he whispers and I look away. Theres no hiding what I've done to myself. I have some cuts on my side that is the freshest.. I usually never cut there because it hardly bleeds and hurts way more that my wrist.

He grabs me face gently and makes me look at him. "You cut..?" He says and I completely ignore him a grab a long sleeved shirt from his dresser and put it on.

"Let's go to the movies," I say and he follows as I leave his room.

When we are in the car he doesn't drive.  He's looking at me. He's trying to read my mind.

"I'm okay," I whisper and he frowns. We both know I just said I lie.

"Dont do it again," he says in a firm voice. I nod even though I know I'll end up doing it again. He's not supposed to see my real side. He shouldn't see my sad and anxious feelings..

Nobody does..