It never ends

Imagining that this is how I would be waking up every day if I lived here. I don’t know why I’m making such a big deal out of this. If feels right, calling this place home. It’s just a nagging feeling whenever I try to say yes. I don’t know what it was. I’m over thinking this, I have to be. I don’t think other people would have as much problems saying yes as I am. He deserves an answer and that makes me feel worse.

I came back out and glanced at the couch. Oliver was still asleep. He looked too peaceful. When no one was looking there was no tension on his face. I wonder when he was going to wake up. I went into the kitchen to get a cup of water when I heard shuffling. I already knew it was Oliver waking up.

He sat up and ran his hands through his hair. He covered his face with his hands for a few seconds before quickly moving his hands to the couch, Looking around. He seemed frantic.

I cleared my throat and Oliver’s head snapped up and his eyes immediately met mine. I saw a wave a relief wash over him before he got up and went into the bedroom for a while and came back out with boxers…and nothing else. I tried to not stare, but I gave up after realizing I was doing a terrible job.

Oliver went straight to the other side of the kitchen counter, leaning his elbows on the counter gazing at me. It was obvious he was still sleepy. He kept falling in and out of consciousness, which I found pretty funny. Soon he would be passed out if he didn’t go back to sleep. It was a Friday night and surprisingly I wanted to go out. Going out would wake him up.

“Let’s go out” I suggested, Grabbing his hand.“Anywhere, I don’t care, I just want to go somewhere”. Oliver groaned.

“But I’m tired” He complained. I rolled my eyes.

It was my turn to groan. “come on, It’s going to be fun, It’s Friday” I was trying to perk him up. He didn’t look as tired as he did a few minutes ago.
“And….”
“Fine” I said. “But I’m taking your car” Knowing how he feels about other people and his car. I didn’t see his reaction as I turned around. Just to tease I took the bag of the counter from that day me and Scarlett went shopping. It’s been sitting there since.

I went into the bedroom and rummaged through the bag I had brought from the last time I went to my dorm. I heard the door open and Oliver walked in the bedroom, glaring at me. But I knew it wasn’t a hateful glare. I knew I got him when I talked about using his car. And just in case I took the bag.

“You are infuriating” He said in my ear while walking to his drawer; his hand grazing my waist.

Putting on the bra and panties from the bag. I went with a loose, black, over –the-shoulder top and regular denim shorts .

It took Oliver a total of about 3 minutes to get dressed. And soon we were in his car riding downtown.

I could hear the club music a mile before we even arrived within the proximity of downtown. I could see crowds of people lining up to get into clubs. Some people just outside taking shots, others throwing up on the street curb. And some people dancing next to a fountain to the fainted music outside. It didn’t even feel like it was night. With all the bright lights and liveliness. It was exciting, and I couldn’t wait to go out and look around.

Oliver parked and we both got out. As I looked around I spotted a building to the far right. That must be what the line is for. I wanted to go. But waiting in that line will take forever.

“So where to now” Oliver said grabbing my hand.

I nodded towards the part building. The source of the beating music I could feel in my chest.

“But the line is too long”. I began to search for another thing to do. There had to be something.

Oliver squeezed my hand . “come on” he said. He led me away from the people and lights and behind the club building till we were standing in front of a door. I didn’t quite know what he was planning until he opened the door and guided me inside.

He was sneaking us in. I smiled as the loud beat of the club music became more prominent until we were right at the edge of the dance floor. I’d never snuck into anyplace. The feeling gave me a rush.

The temperature rose a couple degrees straight away. I couldn’t accurately tell how large the room was it was so crowded. Everyone was smiling and laughing, while others were dancing awkwardly.

It was too hot, and I realized I was gonna need something cold before I do anything else.

I made my way towards the bar, pulling Oliver with me. There was no board to order from. Assuming people just knew what they wanted from experience. I looked to Oliver. Who was sitting down, and only then was he my height.

“What are you getting” I asked. The Music was so loud I had to speak right in his ear,

He shrugged. “whiskey” He said as he was still deciding. The bartender came over and he asked for our order. Oliver ordered his whiskey and it was in front of him in a matter of a few seconds. He took a sip and looked at me through the glass.

I looked at him, silently asking if I could have some. Oliver huffed and handed the glass to me.

“thank you” I said playfully. I finished the drink and the effects hit me instantly. I felt so light and free. I didn’t drink a lot. But it was enough to release any stress or tension I had.

I grabbed Olivers hand.

“Let’s go dance!” I said excitedly. Tugging on his shirt.

After contemplating he finally agreed and I led him to the middle of the dance floor. I wasn’t much for dancing. My body swayed to the music almost naturally. No wonder everyone liked to come here, It’s an invigorating feeling. I felt relaxed but at the same time so on edge.

“I’ll be back” Oliver said walking away. I nodded and continued dancing to the music.

Out of nowhere I felt a hand linger on my arm. I didn’t open my eyes until I felt an unfamiliar breath on my neck. “Come on babydoll”. I knew it wasn’t Oliver from the beginning .A rush of panic struck through me as I felt myself being pulled through the club. Fear flooded through me as I tried to pull away. I could barely even see the person in front of me. Screaming was useless. Each step I took I tried to pull away but I kept being yanked even further.. Terror and Trepidation coursed through my veins as I tried my hardest to escape. I could see the end of the bar getting nearer until my hand was suddenly set free, and the guy was on the ground. My chest was throbbing of I caught my breath.

I heard cheering in the background while others were panicking. I didn’t realize what was going on until I saw two figures on the ground. I kept getting pushed around, but I was finally able to recognize who they were. I covered my mouth as I saw Oliver on top of the man, rapidly striking him. A deranged expression of anger on his face. He picked up the mans head and slammed it back down on the ground. I yelled. Hoping someone would stop this.

Suddenly people started fleeing. I heard a noise Outside but I couldn’t make out what it was. That wasn’t my primary concern at the moment. All of a sudden a path was created and I saw the door of the club. Everyone looked serious as I saw the reason why.

I was speechless as two police officers walked out of the path and dragged oliver off the man. Who was bleeding in multiple spots. Oliver stared daggers at the man. Who was taken by one of the officers.

I felt as if all the breath had been knocked out of me as The officer handcuffed Oliver and dragged him away.

Notes

Title: Flyleaf

I'm proud i updated so fast. Usually I don't but ehh..

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