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After my bath my mouth tastes like soap because I bit a bar of soap.
Of course not on purpose but it still happened. It made Oli smile so I dont regret it. He's been really quite ever since the phone called ended and I cant imagine what things are running through his head.
My phone keeps vibrating but I've been busy trying to cheer Oli up. Josh is probably confused or upset but I believe that he can hang on a few minutes while I make sure Oli isn't going to do anything stupid. He doesn't have his medicine so he must be overwhelmed with emotions.
I go into my room to see oli's laying on my bed with his feet dangling off. His arms are open and he's staring at my ceiling. "We kissed!" I cover my mouth but gained his attention.
"Yup, we did more than just that," he says but his voice sounds hallow and without meaning. He sounds extremely exhausted and sad.
I come over but feel light headed. Fuck. "Fuck," I say getting down on the floor and passing out.
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I wake up in bed and see Oli's paying with my hair. I sit up and rub my face. I'm so tired now.. I hate passing out. "Do you feel okay?" He asks and I lay back into his arms.
"Yeah just tired. How about you? How do you feel?" I ask and he pulls me more on top of him. I put my chin on his shoulder and melt into him. I love affection.
"Mmm.. I don't feel like talking about it," he mumbles and holds me close. Dont let go.
"Watch me burn," I say on accident and start fake sneezing. I guess it's not considered fake sneezing but its similar. I have no control over it and people have said bless you after I do it.
I force my face into the pillow he's leaning on and convulse a little. He runs my back and tries to calm me as I tic.
After I'm done I relax more into him. When I tic, even if its just my hands, all my muscles strain themselves. I'm sore so often that I'm use to it.
"Could.. could you talk to josh? And see what he thinks?" Oli whispers.
I sit up and feel my pockets until I locate my phone and get it out. "Call or text?" I say and hit my phone against my face. He talks my phone before I hit my hand against my face again. He then grabs my wrist and turns on my phone.
"Just text. Can you or will you use your phone as a weapon?" He says making me giggle.
"I probably will," I say clinching my hands.
"Okay I'll text. Here this is what he said-" he shows me the phone.
Josh: Oli heard that?
Josh: why was he crying?
Josh: he said he's sorry? Is he really?
"Can I read it?" He asks.
"Yeah, do you want to answer him or should I?" I ask and he turns it over and reads it. I scoot off of his hips and onto his lower stomach because I dont want to accidentally bounce on his dick from my tics..
I do seem to bounce as a tic so if I do I'd rather not give him a boner..
He texts something and sighs. "Does this look okay?" He says pointing the phone to me. I lick It and both if us blush. Oops. He wipes the screen and shows me again.
