It never ends

I don’t know why I was so mad and Austin isn’t even my boyfriend. I guess it’s just the idea. I don’t understand how someone could just be so unfaithful to someone who loves them. I have to tell scarlet, right? She would be thankful right? But maybe she already knows… no, austin was way too worried.

Oliver must’ve sensed I was upset because he reached over the seat and grabbed my hand. The fireworks had ended and everyone was leaving. The sky was getting dark and had turned into a very beautiful cloudy shaded orange.

“I know something’s wrong and don’t give me that nothing bullshit”

“it doesn’t matter anyway” I’m gonna try and forget it ,maybe it was just a one-time thing, a moment of weakness.

“obviously it’s bugging you”

“it’s not bugging me, it’s over with” I sighed. And with that oliver didn’t push me to talk anymore but I know he’s gonna bring it up again sooner or later.

Austin and scarlett were probably gonna be at the dorm and I don’t know if I could stand to be there. Why do I even care so much? But there was nowhere else I could go. Maybe they wouldn’t be there, hopefully they would be at austins house or dorm or whatever.

I took out my phone and dialed scarletts number. It rang for a long time before she answered out of breath.

“yees” her voice was light. She seemed very out of it. I heard other voices at the end of the line.

“scarlett are you at the dorm?” scarlett laughed and I had a feeling she was, and an even stronger feeling austin was with her.

“yeeaa” she moaned “umm skyler I haave to go” her voice quickly cut off and she hung up just as fast. I wanted to gag, I knew what I just interrupted. I heard oliver chuckle.

“I can’t go to the dorm” I said. “where am I gonna go” I said out loud but was talking to myself.

“you can come with me”

“your dorm?”

“no”

“frat house?”


“no” we turned at a light to a tall, wide building 5 stories high.

Oliver parked and turned off the car.

“apartment” I said not really asking but looking for a confirmation . it made more sense than a frat house, he didn’t really seem like the type of guy to live in one.

Oliver nodded. We both got out the car and I grabbed olivers hand letting him lead me into the building. We took the elevator to the second floor and we walked down the long hall till we came in front of the last door at the end of the hall. Oliver took out his keys, opened the door and led me inside. He let go to turn on the light which illuminated the room . I felt a smile curve on my face taking the whole room.

The floor was wooden except for a vintage style carpet. The couch was a very deep red. The wall on the far side was dark blue. The wall left of it were bricks and the wall opposing it was white. The kitchen was on the left next to the brick wall and in between the kitchen and wall was the hallway. I would never have guessed this apartment would ever belong to oliver. It didn’t seem like him but at the same time this whole room had his name written all over it.

“what?” oliver asked from in the kitchen, he was looking at me waiting for my reaction.

“what” I responded leaning against the counter in front of him. Oliver stared at me.

“so” I started. “how many girls have you brought up here?”. Oliver lifted an eyebrow.

“none” he answered. “I’d rather not expose my apartment like that” I watched him as he spoke. I loved how he didn’t answer immediately. He thought out his words then spoke with caution as if someone could use them against him.

“should I feel special?” I said hoping he would say yes.

Oliver grinned. “sure” he said. His expression suddenly dropped. “c’mon” he said walking around the table and grabbing my hand. “I wanna show you something” he dragged me through the hallway to the door at the end of his hall. He pushed his door open. I barely had time to look around his room, which was semi-dirty, when oliver pulled back curtains it revealed a clean glass sliding door which opened up to a balcony. He pulled back the door and a gust of cold wind hit me. I walked out with oliver behind me.

I see why he wanted me to see this. He had a view of the city a few miles away. Some buildings of the university were closer and a busy street below us. We weren’t too far up it we could only see the tops of buildings and not to low we couldn’t see anything. It was an amazing view. The lights were so lively. I loved it.

“beautiful isn’t it” oliver said right behind me. I felt his warm breath on my neck. His arms snaked around my waist. “so fucking beautiful” he whispered in my ear as his lips attached to my neck. He wasn’t talking about the view anymore. My cheeks turned red. He had just called me beautiful. I don’t know if he meant it or if he was just saying it.

Oliver tightened his grip around my waist. He kissed down my collar bone pulling his jacket down with every kiss until I was there in my shorts and top. I had gotten used to the jacket and didn’t realize I had it on until he pulled it off and laid it on the balcony railing. Oliver twirled my hip so I was facing him.

“you’re sleeping here tonight” he said, not as a question, as a demand.

“I don’t have anything to wear” I spoke softly. The noise of the city was soothing. I wouldn’t mind sleeping here. Oliver sighed and dragged me inside. He let go walking over to his dresser and pulled out a large black shirt. He tossed it over to me and I caught it swiftly.

“okay” I said. I was looking forward to spending the night with oliver. “where’s the bathroom?” I asked.

“why don’t you just get dressed in here” oliver said sitting down at the edge of the bed; leaning back on his hands.

“because I don’t want to”

“because you don’t trust me?” he said, his tone was serious. It’s not that I don’t trust him, but it’s not that I do fully, it’s just that I’m not completely comfortable with my body. Let alone change in front of someone who I can’t decide whether or not I can fully trust.

“no, it’s not that”

“then what?” I sigh before giving in.

“fine, just turn around” I say. Olivers eye got wide.

“are you serious?!” he said a bit loudly. I nodded. He just groaned and scooted over to a side of the bed.

“no peeking” I said quickly stripping out of my clothes.

“I’m not promising anything” he said. I managed a smile as I pulled down the shirt. I saw it had the name of a band I’ve never heard of on the front.

“okay” I said. Oliver turned around and looked me up and down, a small grin spread across his face. I caught my breath. Olivers had taken his shirt off and was currently unbuckling his belt. My cheeks were hot as I swiftly turned around. But in the back of my mind I wanted to watch. As I was debating with myself on whether or not to turn around I felt the edge of the bed shift. He must be done.

“I know you wanted to look” oliver said.I know he was smirking by the tone in his voice. I turned back around and found him laying on his back looking up at me. I didn’t want to be creepy and stare at him and not blink but god, his eyes, his hair, his chest. I couldn’t tear my eyes off him, not like I wanted to anyway.

“what are you thinking?” he asked reaching over and ran his down my arm leaving a trail of Goosebumps.

“nothing worth talking about” I wasn’t thinking any deeps thoughts. How could I when he was staring at me the way he is.

I laid down next to him. I could feel the warmth of his body. It was like a blanket.

“what about you” he didn’t answer immediately. I had gotten used to him not answering immediately.

“you” he answered simply. His eye followed down my body. Evan with the t-shit I felt naked. Oliver smiled before moving on top of my and attaching his lips to mine. I was caught off guard but I wasn’t complaining. I brushed his hair with my fingers and I felt him smiled in the kiss. God his hair was soft. Olivers hand lingered along my sides lifting my shirt up little bit at time. That’s when I realized how nervous I was and how much my chest was pounding. Oliver didn’t seem to notice and I was relieved.

Oliver moved his lips along my jaw to my neck. I ran my hand along his tattooed arm. All thoughts seem to dissolve and I didn’t care. I didn’t really care about anything because I was to in the moment. His hands crawled under my back lifting me up so my chest was pressed against his
He kissed across my collarbone and slowly moved his hand across my stomach. I could barely think. My breathing was abnormal. My chest didn’t stop beating. If he went up anymore he would be at my chest. I think he knew that, of course he knew. He tugged at the shirt I was wearing and his voice vibrated against my skin.

“please skyler” I held in my breath. I knew what he was asking. I was still trying to gather everything together. It wasn’t fair, his voice made me weak. But one thought kept surfacing my mind. How many other girls have been in this exact same position, in this bed with him. I don’t know, I don’t really want to.

I must’ve taken a while because oliver smiled and moved to the side of the bed.

“still don’t trust me?” he said his hand was still on my stomach.

“I do” I argued. Oliver moved his hands and pulled the blanket over us, he pulled the covers over his head, his voice was muzzled

“no you don’t, but you will” that was the last thing he said before falling asleep









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Notes

Couple things.

Thank you everyone who commented,i love reading them and they inspire me to write..type faster.

Second i'm terribly awkward writing sex scenes or stuff like that soo yea.

Lastly the title isn't a bmth or band title like that. It's an ed sheeran song. Yes i like him and i love the song.

and thanks again for reading ♥ heart for you :)