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This chap is a lil bit gorey^-^ but, if you know what you're reading, you know what you've gotten yourself into lolol2021 edit: like all my fics are <3
My fingers were starting to hurt from pressing against the rock hard wall. But I couldn't help it. My heart beat like a drum, and for some reason, I was sweating despite it being freezing outside. I didn't know what it was. But watching Josh just from afar was really interesting. He hadn't noticed I was near him. Somehow, I was feeling shy today. I was behind a wall at school, just watching him wait for me.
It almost saddened me. It was times like these when I really payed attention to how I felt. When I was with Josh, I forgot about it but payed attention to it at the same time. When I was just watching him from afar, it was all I could pay attention to. I guess because being with him just felt so natural. I forgot basically everything when I was with him.
It's not like I had the fear that he wouldn't like me anymore, I know damn well that Josh would always be here for me. He's saved my life multiple times, literally. No one has picked on me since I was around five years old, since I met him. He's like a shield from all of the bad things in my life. I almost felt bad for people who didn't have someone like him. Which was everyone. Because there was no one like him. Absolutely no one.
The real fear I had was rejection. Josh did these things where he would almost worship certain aspects of my looks or personality, but I think that was just him. But I had to take it too serious every time.
I studied him from afar. He looked bored. The wind blew his hair back as he looked up at the sky, almost as if he was studying the clouds. His backpack hung off of his shoulder, blowing and dangling with the wind. He wore a casual hoodie, not caring much for fashion. I knew he was waiting for me, but there was just something so fascinating about watching him on his own. He was a completely different person when he wasn't with me. He was definitely a little more cold, I knew because I had watched him before. Yet, when I was with him, he wasn't cold with me at all. He was calm, relaxed, happy. All of the positive words.
I sighed. "Of course." I whispered to myself and gulped, squeezing my eyes shut. I guess I should go over there now. He'd be wondering where I am. But first I'm going to be a little sneaky.
I creeped up to him, determined that I was the one that was going to scare him today. Yeah, that's what I'm gonna do. No more of him sneaking up on me, it's my turn to shine!
"Oli!" He turned around, pulling me into an everlasting hug. Damn it, he got me again! Hold on, there's no way he could've heard me sneaking up on him! I was as quiet as a mouse! "There you are!"
"How did you hear me!?" There's just no way. Josh giggled like a schoolboy at me, messing up my hair in a playful manner and squishing me from hugging me too tight. I didn't mind. Okay Oliver, you better not start to blush or else.
"I didn't, I'm just psychic." He pulled away, winking at me. Dammit. "Come on, it's freezing outside, let's get inside." He rested his arm on my shoulder and I agreed. We walked into the school building. The entrance door led automatically to the hallway, so we walked through together. Oh yeah, another thing Josh's parents managed to do was get our lockers next to each other. I don't know how they did it, but they did. Josh asked them to do it and they just did.
"How are you today, Ols?" Josh asked. If only he knew how I felt when he called me cute little nicknames like that. If only he knew.
"I'm okay, my mum gave me a dumbbell today. I don't know what I'm supposed to do with a dumbbell." I chuckled, along with Josh. "How are you?" Small talk was happening for once. Usually our conversations weren't the most normal.
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