You Can Have My Heart (Oli Sykes Fan Fic) COMPLETE

Accidental Confession

We slept for a couple of hours after our intense and romantic romp... and I woke up feeling like I was on some kind of euphoric high. I guess that's what morning sex with a double orgasm does, I guess it's also what waking up beside someone you absolutely love and adore does too. I wondered how long I was going to have to bite my tongue waiting for Oli to say the 'L' word first. It got harder every day... Maybe I'd end up saying it if he took too long. I wanted to tell him, and I really had zero doubts about it; I was falling more in love with him every single day, so why was I waiting? Why didn't I just say it? He dragged me out of my daydream with a kiss on the cheek and a 'Good morning'.

After a kiss and a cuddle, I got up and headed to the bathroom, then to the kitchen to make some breakfast – nothing exciting, just cereal and toast. We were meeting Luiz and my friend Hannah and her partner for lunch so didn't want to be too full before heading out. Oli wanted to send a few emails and call his family to say hello since he finally had some free time and hadn't spoken to them in a while, so I gathered my dirty clothes from the washing basket in the bathroom to drop down at the laundry on my street. "Oli, do you have anything you want washed?" I asked as I walked into the bedroom. He was laying on the bed staring at his phone, but dropped it and sat up as I entered. "You are so strange sometimes." I said with a laugh as I looked at him... no shirt – just sweatpants and his beanie. He laughed. "My hair looks a mess." he said knowing exactly what I was referring to. He found a few things and dropped them into the bag I was holding open for him. "I won't be long, just going to drop it down the street." I said, kissing him quickly. He asked me if I wanted him to come, but I told him it was fine. I would only be ten minutes or so, so he said he was going to call his brother and tell him the good news; the news that I was his girlfriend now. Apparently Tom was going to be 'over the moon' about it. I laughed, but it was very cute that he was excited to tell him. I kissed him again and said I'd be back soon and headed down the street with the washing.

As I walked down the street, I started thinking about the logistics of Oli and I. How were we going to 'be together' when we were both always so busy, and even when we weren't, we lived in different places. I also started thinking about his brother and his family... I knew Tom already, but what were his parents going to think of me? Did they know about our past in London and that I was sort of part of the reason Oli de-railed last year? What if they blamed me for it? What if they hated me? What if they didn't approve of us being together? I started going crazy so I stopped, took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. I knew this was just anxiety and I saw it spiraling so I stopped myself... I shouldn't be thinking like that. I distracted myself by thinking about Oli's Birthday and what I could get for him since it was only seven weeks away. We were going to be celebrating it in Asia together during his tour, so it meant it had to be something I could travel with. I started trying to brainstorm, but I was coming up empty. The distraction worked though and I was soon heading home, though no closer to deciding on a gift for my boyfriend.

As I arrived back at the apartment, I could hear Oli on the phone in the bedroom so I tried not to make too much noise. I quietly took a mug from the cabinet to make a coffee as it sounded like he was wrapping up the conversation, presumably with Tom, and that's when I overheard his statement. "I'm going to marry her." he said. I almost dropped my mug as I heard the words, but I managed to catch it, though I did place it down with a large thud onto the counter. He quickly wrapped up his call; probably hearing me in the kitchen, and came wandering out as he slid his phone into the pocket of his sweatpants.

"How long have you been back?" Oli asked, a slight tone of worry in his voice. I knew why he was asking and I wondered if I should pretend I hadn't heard it, but I wasn't into being dishonest with him, so I didn't lie. "Long enough to hear you tell your brother that you're going to marry me." I replied cheekily, not worrying if he'd be embarrassed about it. He indeed was embarrassed and immediately went bright red and wide-eyed like he'd seen a ghost.
"Uh..." he said, just staring at me. "I mean, I was just... I was talking shit. And I meant, you know... if you said yes... I mean, that would be your decision obviously... like I shouldn't assume, maybe you wouldn't want to..." he said as he started to nervously ramble like he sometimes did. I think he thought I'd be offended or something.
"Oli..." I said. "Stop freaking out. I'm not going to be mad cus you said something to your brother on a whim!" I added with a laugh. The poor guy, he looked really concerned and I actually felt kind of bad for him. I didn't want to make a big deal about it anyway... it was such a huge topic that I didn't want to really talk about. I walked over and kissed him then headed back to the kitchen as if nothing had happened, and he sat on one of the stools at the counter.
"So........... would you say yes?" he asked with a cheeky smile. I raised my eyebrows at him and shot him a look. Was he actually wanting me to answer that? "Ummm..." I said with an awkward laugh. "I guess we'll find out one day if you end up asking me." I replied diplomatically with a confused look. There was no way I was going to answer him, I guess I could imagine it maybe happening one day, but it was way too soon to be thinking about such things. We hadn't even said the 'L' word yet! I grabbed the milk from the fridge and pressed the button on my nespresso machine. "You want one?" I asked, moving away from the topic as quickly as possible. "Sure, thanks." He nodded.