200 Reasons To Live

"Oli he's getting out today, his life is just starting to get better, I don't want to drop this bomb on him." I sighed. "I need to get back to England for the band. I've already set them back a lot by coming here." He ran his hands through his hair.
"I'm not letting you go back to England without me. Just go give me a few minutes with him, okay?" I gave him a sympathetic smile.
"Okay, I hope he understands that although you came here, you aren't back to be his. I did get you a hedgehog, I guess you could say that you and I are getting serious. It's just another reason to live, you know." Oli gave me a toothy grin.
"I know just give me a few minutes." I kissed him softly, and he walked off. I opened the door to Vic's room. He sat on his bed, practically bouncing off the walls.
"Hey." He grinned. "Hi..." I softly spoke. I feel bad to leave him.
"What's the matter? I'm getting out today!" Vic smiled, getting out of the bed. I inhaled deeply.
"I'm leaving for England tomorrow with Oli.." I muttered. I looked down at the floor, not being able to meet his gaze. I heard the sound of bed springs expanding as weight is lifted off of them. In an instant, Vic lifted my head up to meet his gaze.
"I know that there's nothing I can say to make you stay here with me. I get that. What I did was unforgivable. I accept that. Please before you go, let me say what I need to say please." Vic's eyes were watering.
"Go ahead." I softly murmured. Vic took a second before filling the silence that existed between us, as if to try and put what he was feeling into words.
"I love you Skylar. You are all that I think about and you are all I want to think about. You have this affect on me, like no matter how much I try, I can't stop thinking about you. You are so different than other girls, I can see you and I getting married, having kids, sitting on the porch of our house in our eighties laughing about the funny moments we have encountered. I want that too, or whatever you want. I can't imagine being with anyone else, no I DON'T WANT TO BE WITH ANYONE ELSE. So when you go back with Oli, I know you'll know how I feel. Know that if Oli ever breaks your heart and you need a shoulder to cry on, I'll get the next flight to England, fuck I'll even run straight to the airport and fly a plane to get to you if I have to. I love you so much, and I just want to see you happy, but I'd prefer it if you were happy with me. I know you can't do that, I can't ask it of you. I've hurt you far to much. Nobody deserves to be cheated on, not like that, not with your history. I'll come running to you when you need me, if you only get one thing from this, take away the fact that I'm here for you, and I'll wait one year, two years, how ever long you are on another continent. If you ever come back to me at all. I'd drop everything for you, without a moments hesitation. Even, for some odd reason, you can only write letters and I'll not see your face, I don't care. I'll wait forever for you." He sighed.
"Vic you are an amazing person. Don't wait for me I'm so damn damaged. You are better off without me. Plus I'm with Oli, which leaves us no chance." I reasoned.
"Don't you dare ever say that there isn't a chance, until you say, 'I do' I still will fight for you." Vic argued back. He grabbed my face between his hands, and slowly leaned in. I put my hands on his chest and nudged him a little. He pulled back.
"You really do love Oli don't you?" "I don't know." I sighed. There was a knock at the door. Vic froze and I walked to the door. Silently I opened it up.
"Hey Sky." Oli said and kissed my forehead. Protectively he wrapped his arms around me.
"Are you ready to go?" I whispered against Oli's chest.
"Mhmm." He mumbled. I shook off Oli's arms.
"Come on Vic, let's go do whatever stupid thing Oli has set up." I smiled, trying to provoke Oli.
"Aye, it is stupid, but also merry." He grimaced. He wins this round.
~At the jellybean factory~
"What are all of these?" I frowned picking up a 'Jelly bean' Wtf it's not even a bean. Behind me I just heard Oli and Vic laugh.
"Why are they all different? Do some of them get dyed? Is a 'jelly bean' like taste good?" i asked.
"Does a jelly bean taste good?" Oli corrected.
"To answer that, depends on the flavor." Vic answered me.
"So let's try them all!" I screeed and ran into the factory.
*1,000 jellybeans later in a car ride home, Skylar has passed out and this whole thing is in third person*
"Oh my dear Skylar is so silly. She's practically in a sugar-incuded coma." Oli laughed at his girlfriend passed out in the backseat of Vic's car.
"You should've stopped her," Vic gripped the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles started to turn white, "she'll listen to you."
"Yes well I didn't want to ruin her fun, plus you and I both know when she gets an idea formulating in her head, there's no changing her mind." Oli shrugged.
"You don't look out for her, I do. You shouldn't have her I should, and you and I both know that." Vic said, starting to get angry.
"She knows that she can trust me with her heart. That I'll pick her up when she falls. She knows that I won't cheat on her, unlike with you. Her heart wants me, not you." The volume of Oli's voice rose more and more with every word that he said. He was getting angry.
"She is confused! With time she'll be mine and you will be in England fucking some whore and doing ketamine! How far off in the future that is, I don't know, but I know she loves me and not you!" Vic was yelling. Skylar in the back was beginning to stir.
"You don't know ANYTHING!" Oli yelled. Skylar groaned from the back when she was starting to become conscious. Vic and Oli, stopped arguing, to allow Skylar to fall back asleep. This argument would stay unfinished, till later.

Notes

Woah did you want Vic and Skylar to kiss? Does Skylar belong with Vic? Should Vic move on? How does Oli have such great timing? What's your favorite flavor jellybean?