Honeypie (Oliver Sykes)

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Next stop was Nevada and the guys were excited. They've been to Las Vegas before but they claimed they were always too drunk to remember anything. Evelyn on the other hand, just wanted to sleep but the loud chitchat from the band made it hard to do so. Oliver had hidden her three pairs of headphones as a "punishment" for actually fighting the woman. Needless to say, Evelyn won and earned herself new found respect from the fan base. The bed sunk behind her as Oliver crawled into bed next to her. 

"Are you calmed down yet?" She rolled over and examined him. He looked a bit tired but she was right about his hair. The little time they had been on tour and it was already longer than before they left. She simply narrowed her eyes and turned back over. He sighed and pulled her closer to him. She didn't protest but she didn't cooperate either. 

"I'm sorry, love, but you can't go around fist fighting my fans no matter how amusing it is." She snickered and he used his knee to nudge her butt. She quieted down and turned around in his arms. He studied her unreadable expression for any sign of anything and grinned when her mouth began to curl at the corners. 

"Oh shut up. I'm supposed to be mad at you." He chuckled and peppered kisses all over her face, causing her to giggle and try to push him away. 

"You can try but you can't for very long." She rolled her eyes but the giggling never died down. He rested his head on his arms and looked at her. 

"What's the first thing you want to do when you get there?" he asked and she shrugged. 

"Get wasted probably." He gave her a disapproving look and she quickly began to back track. 

"Kidding!" she chirped and he shook his head. 

"Um. Either the Grand Canyon or the Hoover Dam." Oliver nodded and made a mental note to ask Lee to tag along. He pulled her even closer and she threw one of her legs over his waist. He raised an eyebrow and moved a hand to rest on her thigh. It was now her turn to raise an eyebrow. 

"What are you doing there, Oli?" He only smirked and trailed his hand higher until it was rested on her butt. 

"You cheeky bastard." she mumbled to him and he flashed her a wide grin. She should've known better than to give him an opportunity. He was in the music industry. He took every opportunity he got. 

"I didn't see you stopping me, love." he noted and she pushed his face away. 

"Curiosity." Oliver's Cheshire grin grew and she was starting to get concerned. 

"Goodnight, Oliver." She closed her eyes and felt lips on her forehead. 

"Goodnight, love."