Merry Christmas guys! Sorry if it's a bit boring but hey ideas are hard to make, have fun!
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Tears had smeared his cheeks, dots started appearing all over his face as he tried to wipe away the tears. I sat beside him watching not knowing what to do, I reached a hand out to rubbed away the dots thinking maybe he'd got covered in sprinkles but to my surprise they didn't come off, he sat there in shock . "Ah....! No poppet don't look!" he quickly covered his face with his hands.
"not look at what?" I qouestioned, he moved a finger away from his eye and looked at me "there horrible you don't want to see them" he insisted. "Oliver I believe we have a problem here...." he moved his hands away slightly confused I quickly took my opportunity couriousity taking over I held his hands away from his face "because I do want to see them" he squirm trying to break my grip but after loads of tackling in hockey my grip was nearly made of iron. He stopped squirming but was still uncomfortable , he has freckles, "Oliver what is so wrong with freckles? Yours are adorable" I sighed.
Oliver's pov: "Oliver I believe we have a problem here...." problem? I was plunged into confusion, (F/n) quickly grabed my hands pulling them away from my face I tired to break free of her grip but it was no use. I looked at her pleading to let me go, her eyes studied my face, oh no she's goanna hate me now. Everyone hates my freckles. "Oliver what is so wrong with freckles? Yours are adorable"she let out a little breath looking at me curiously. "t-they're horrid" a lump had started to form in my thoart "no their not Oliver their apart of you therefore their lovely" she looked at me slight anger coated her voice. Before I could reply a voice shouted out "(F/n)!!!" she moved her head away from mine in the direction of the voice. "be there in a minute" she let go of my hands, I let them fall to my side. Why is she being so nice to me? Why is she angery? She picked the two cuppycakes she'd left "thank you for the cupcakes and tea Oliver and for the reassurance" I could tell the words had meaning behind them but they felt slightly blank and cold. She left the room before I could even think of a reply.
Did she really think my freckles where adorable? I rubbed my hands over them pondering
(F/n) Pov: I walked into the dust covered hallway and headed towards where my sister would be the door to the room was already open and Al stood inside the room staring down at my sister clearly confused and angery "(F-f/n)" (s/n) sturrered my name, before she could even ask "why the hell is she here!" Al beat her to it. "Because Al she needed some rest, after all she's even more oblivious to the situation then I am" I explained simply he throwned in response clearly not wanting that anwser "Is that really how you going to treat me after I saved both your a****!" he shouted he slammed his bat down lazily and he slouched tiredly. " Al just get some sleep..." I took in his appearance noticing more and more how tired he was. He grunted in response I dragged my sister from the bed and out of the room closing the door behind me.
Al's pov: "Because Al she needed some rest, after all she's even more oblivious to the situation then I am" she looked blankly clearly stressed I grinned my teeth is that really how she going to treat me! "Is that really how you going to treat me after I saved both your a****!" I shouted, I'd gone out my way canceled important shipments to save her and this is what I get, my eyes where heavy with sleep. She stared at me no at all shocked like her sister "Al just get some sleep..." she spoke softly, she dragged her sister from the bed and out the door in one swift moment, then she was gone like that. I let a low growl dropped my bat to the floor and flung myself on to the bed. She's right I need some sleep, I placed my sunglasses to the side, crossed my arms over my chest and shut my eyes.
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