Haunted Sweetheart. Fransykes

I'm In Love With A Criminal

This is what our sweet Oli looks like in the story :) but minus the tattoos! Yuno I am so sorry this took ages. Also I know it's short and may be messy, I do not have time to edit today, but next chapter I will :))

Hope you enjoy babes!!!

I walked next to Oliver as we went home underneath the pouring rain. The droplets echoed underneath as they kept hitting the light blue fabric. It seemed like he was trying to get closer to me, and walk next to me by brushing our shoulders together but every time he tried to make a move to get closer to me, I got closer to the rain next to us. It was obvious I didn't want to be this close to him, rather be drenched in rain then be so close to him. I can feel his breath through my jacket.

It sent uncomfortable shivers throughout my entire body, feeling his warm breath touch me. He just kept getting closer and closer.. "You're silly, you keep walking outside of the umbrella. You're supposed to walk underneath, do I need to hold your hand to keep you there or what?" He spoke in a soft tone, smiling up at me, laughing almost forcefully.

"No, there is no need to." I looked back ahead, making sure there was nobody walking towards us that could possibly run into me.

In the corner of my eye I saw him look back ahead too, tensing up his shoulders. Why has he not caught onto this yet, not understanding that I don't want to be here, that rather it's something that's pulling me in, like a fishing line wrapped around my neck tightly, threatening to behead me if I pull from it too far. Oliver didn't even have many noticable features, his hair swooped over his forehead, almost his eyes, and piercings on his lips. Not as though even tattoos, thank heavens he doesn't have tattoos. What would you do, Josh? Peel his skin off too? Skin is not supposed to be covered in drawings, it ruins the appeal of the soft flesh, making it an eyesore. If Oliver got a tattoo I'd remove it myself.

"You really like staring at me, don't you?  I've caught you looking a million times now." He huffed, stuffing his hand into his jacket pocket quickly, glaring at me.

Looking? That's all I do, that's all I was here for, to stare and observe the people I've chosen. "I have pictures on my Myspace, download them, it'll last longer." Oliver teased, giggling softly.

I wonder what his handle was.. maybe it'd be useful to get some information on him. I don't know if I'll go out of my way to learn more about him, to figure out everything about him. Would he even be worth it? "I can give it to you actually, and we can be friends, maybe then I could figure out your name. Oh.. what is your name anyways?" He smiled softly, his eyes looked like a doe as he stared at me.

Sighing, I mumbled my name to Oliver, his face lighting up as he finally figured out my name. "I used to have a friend named Joshua. He was a sweetheart, really. Always coming over to play with me, he would steal some of his sister's dolls for me since he knew I loved them." He hugged himself with his free arm, smiling at the memory he shared.

"But my parents moved me and my brother away from him," he spat. "He was my only friend I had for years, I just wanted to go back home but they said he was going to taint me. I mean, what does that even mean? Joshua was my best friend for as long as I could remember.. I didn't want to make any friends for years, now I'm friends with Matt I guess, and you I hope. You, Joshua, are interesting, people keep saying mean things though, mostly Matt. He didn't want to me to give you the cake earlier, can you believe that?"

That was what Matt must've said to him earlier when he grabbed him by the arm. Anger started bubbling up inside when the thought crossed my mind that people were trying to keep him away from me, I needed him to be near me and I hated it down to my core, that I needed him so badly and I hadn't had a clue as to who he was, if he was even worthy of my time. "Saying such awful things, who would even start a rumor you hurt people? Sure, you're tall and kind of.." his eyes darted across my face, looking at me softly. "Scary.. but that doesn't mean anything, you could be an animal activist for all they know!" This kid wouldn't give up on proving people were deep down good would he?