I Won't Give Up On You! (Short Fanfic)

Chapter Two

The next day, as agreed upon, Oli makes his way to the address Lacey had given him, but this time he is alone. Oli steps up to the door of the little house; balls his hand into a fist and knocks on the door. Two minutes later the door opens to reveal a smiling Lacey, with her silky curls hanging down her back and her face so fresh and beautiful.

"Hey, come in." Lacey greets and smiles excitedly. Lacey can't help but be elated, because her idol and inspiration stands before her in all his brilliance and beauty, giving her the honour to do his tattoo.

Oli's sparkling hazel eyes gazing at her, causes her heart to hammer against the inside her chest. But when Oli lips spread in to an intoxicating smile when he sees her, Lacey's heart almost explodes into a gooey mess. It always amazes her that Oli is the lead singer in a metalcore band, but is also designed beautifully.

"Well are you going to come in, or are you just gonna stand there and stare at me all evening?" Lacey asks, leaning her head on the side of the door, smirking cutely.

Oli shakes his head to release himself from his daze. He stops in through the entrance of her house, then turns to face her as she closes and locks the door.

"This way." Lacey gestures for Oli to follow her and turns on her heels to lead him to one of the rooms down the passage. Lacey's little house is.... Well little, but furnished amazingly.

"So who lives with you?" Oli asks, looking around.

"No one. I live by myself." She replies, walking into a room, Oli close behind. To Oli's surprise, the room is made for personal tattooing. Shelves and cabinets filled with ink and tattooing apparatuses. The room also has a sink, stereo, and mini-fridge. In the centre of the room is an identical tattooing chair as the one at True Tide, and pushed up against the back wall is what looks like a message table, obviously to do back tattoos or bigger front tattoos.

"Oh and your boyfriend or parents?" Oli enquires.

"Parents died when I was sixteen and my boyfriend and I broke up when I got the amazing opportunity to work here in Sheffield and he didn't want to follow." Lacey shrugs.

"Oh I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have said anything." Oli says guilt laced in his voice. He reaches behind him to grab the back of his shirt and pulls it off.

"It's alright! You didn't know, so don't stress!" Lacey smiles at Oli genuinely. She takes her seat and pats the spot on the tattoo chair indicating Oli to sit. He quietly sits, not knowing what to say. Lacey frowns sensing his guilt.

"And you know, Bring Me The Horizon helped me cope." Lacey sends Oli a sideways glance and smiles sweetly at him. Oli smiles back appreciatively at her sweet gesture. Lacey starts working on the tattoo while Oli remembers that he want to ask her something.

"So if you live alone, no parents, no boyfriend and new around here, how did you afford such an amazing place like this?" Lacey smirks and gets up and walks over to the mini-fridge.

"I get paid pretty well for my tattoos." Lacey Replies and Oli simply nods.

Lacey grabs two Colddrink cans and hands one to Oli, who takes it and looks at it raising his eyebrow at her.

"Sorry babe, no alcohol for a week after the tattoo just to be safe." Lacey answers Oli's unspoken question and opens her can taking a sip. Oli doesn't say anything and just opens his can and drinks. Lacey walks over to her iPod dock a puts on some music. She moves back to Oli and continues working.

Songs from some of Oli's favourite bands like "At The Gates" and "Cry For Silence" play, as well as a few old school rock bands and some artists and bands Oli has never heard before. This intensifies Oli's attraction to Lacey.

Oli looks down to Lacey, who is humming along to some of the slower, softer songs; while she is leaning in real close to his body. Her face is in pure concentration as she works on the final details. Oli's face twists and eyes darken as he swears he can feel the vibration from Lacey's humming runs through his veins. Oli desperately wants to feel Lacey's plump lips pressed tenderly on his skin, kissing all over his bare chest making her way down to his most sensitive area. He stifles a groan at the image, trying to keep control of his body for the remainder of his tattoo.

"Alright, I'm all done." Lacey gets up; taking off her rubber gloves and throws them in the bin.

"Come over here and take a look." Lacey waves him over. Oli shuffles over to Lacey and stands face to face with her, to which she places her hands on his shoulders and turns him so face the floor length mirror.

Blown away, looking at the variation of bold to faint and thick to thin lines of her astonishing handiwork. It is exactly what he wanted.

"It's fucking perfect Lacey!" Oli cries

"Thanks, maybe one day you will let me do my own piece of artwork on you!" Lacey says, looking over his shoulder to his reflection in the mirror. He looks up then gets lost in the depths of Lacey's piercing blue eyes.

"Yeah, I'd love that." Oli says just slightly louder than a whisper. Suddenly Oli turns around, breaking their eye contact for a split second. Before Lacey registers what's happening, Oli places a hand on her waist and the other on the side of her neck, trapping her lips against his. The kiss starts of slow while Oli waits to see Lacey's reaction.

Lacey grabs the top of Oli's shirt, kissing him back and causing him to smirk into the kiss. Not being able to control himself anymore, he roughly pushes her back until her bum to rest on the arm rest of the tattoo chair. Oli slips his hands under Lacey's loose top and squeezing her waist craving the touch of her skin. She runs her hands up his chest, over his shoulders and into his hair, causing him to moan. He swiftly wraps his arms around her tiny waist, letting his hands hang down, groping her bum.

"Go on a date with me." Oli moans into the kiss.

"Immmm." Lacey moans a yes in return, feeling Oli rub himself ever so slightly on her leg. Oli pulls away for air resting his forehead against hers.

"Fuck! You're a fucking fantastic kisser!" Oli breaths heavily, moving stray hairs from Lacey's eyes.

"Yeah you are...." Lacey sighs, her chest rising and falling rapidly. Shining white appears, as Oli grins at how cute Lacey is when all jumbled up from his kiss.

"But. I. Think. I. Should. Stop. Now. Before. I. Go. Too. Far." Oli says in between kisses.

"I have your number and I will call to make plans." Oli says, ghosting the tip of his nose along Lacey's neck until he gets to her ear and gently bites down on her earlobe.

After the internal battle they both endure to separate, Oli types his number into her phone and gets her to give him her banks details so he can pay for the tattoo.

Oli has Lacey pressed against the wall outside of her front door, gently pecking her lips over and over again, before he pry's himself off of her and makes his way home.