This Hell Called Life (an Oliver Sykes love story)

Chapter 4

I couldn't stop smiling and laughing at everything that happened. We talked for a few hours until it was getting dark.

"Alright its getting dark and I don't want my mom to worry." I couldn't even say that without bursting in laughter. "Nah my mom doesn't Give two shits about me but I really do have to go." I yawned and stood up from the chair.

"No Please don't leave us Zoe we haven't seen you in forever." Alan slurred as he tried to stand up but fell back down. Alan always drank as much as he smoked and it was funny because we're all underage. I only had a beer and a couple shots so I wasn't too wasted.

"I'll be back soon guys I promise. " I hugged both of them and made my way upstairs. I can let myself out its not the first time I've done this. I was almost home until someone called my name.

"Zoey is that you?" That familiar British accent broke my thoughts. I just sighed and turned around. I'm not mean or sarcastic when I'm high I've had some practice.

"Hey what are you doing you know its almost Ten thirty right?" He looked me up and down. "Are you okay...  you look kinda... different?"

I moved the hair out of my eyes and held back my laughter. "Yes I'm okay are you okay? I can't believe its already ten thirty I was not gone for nine hours." I laughed. Shit I always talk too much when I'm high.

"Yes I'm okay... what are you doing outside at ten thirty?" He helped me as I almost fell on my face. I'm so Fucking tired. I yawned as I answered his question.

"I was over at a persons house can't say they're a friend but Ya I went over there for awhile then I went to the park." I had to lie a bit. "But I'm really tired so I'm going to go see you tomorrow!" I tried to walk away but he grabbed my arm.

"Zoey are you high?" He sounded so hurt. I get too emotional sometimes so I started crying.

"Yeah I went over to the town stones house and smoked pot and drank alcohol but I don't know what happened I only go over there when I need someone to talk to but its been so long since I've been there and I missed them and I just needed to. " I broke out into a fit of sobs and tears as I fell into Oli. "Oliver I swear of you go to the police or tell anyone about them or me I will never forgive you." I spoke through the sobs.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone but I don't want you to go back over there do you hear me? I don't want you to be alone in this state so let's go inside." He grabbed my shoulders and led me inside. His parents were asleep so I didn't have to worry about talking to them. He carried me up the stairs because I couldn't see straight. His room was Nice, a lot of posters and shelves full of books and CDs.

"Alright you can sleep on the bed I'll sleep on the floor." He sighed as he grabbed a blanket and pillow and sat on the floor.

"No Oli its fine. It was my fault so I'll sleep on the floor, I mean its your room." I attempted to lift him off the ground but it didn't work. He just shook his head and laughed.

"We could share the bed instead of fighting?" I said as I sat next to him because there was No way I could get him off the ground.

"Alright if you want to." He got up then helped me. I stretched when I was standing and then took off my shirt so I was just in my tank top. I unzipped my pants and slipped them off because I can't sleep in skinny jeans. Oli tried not to look at me and was trying to hold back a blush.

"What?" I asked as I took a step towards him. "Problem man?" I was a lot more outgoing when I had even the slightest bit of alcohol in my system.

"N-no no prob-problem here... let's just... go to bed." He laid down on his bed. "Well come on." He made room for me and I laid down next to him. His room was so Fucking cold so turned around and put my head on his chest and arm around his waist. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head.