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OLIVER; i hope you think of me

[oliver--ha]

The movie night. || Kiera & Oliver.

[k--iera]

Kiera had the worst mood swings a girl could only imagine. Though, she knew that spending time with someone would take her mind off it, it always did. Her bed was already made from this morning, but she couldn’t wait to pull it back and get under the covers. Next to her bed, a dvd holder was located on the wall, filled with many films, however none of them were horror. She was feeling generous, so Oliver was free to pick whatever they were about to watch. Besides, she was the one who bought them, surely she’d of thrown them out by now if she didn’t enjoy watching them. 

Jogging down the hallway, she went straight to the cupboards and grabbed any snacks which grabbed her attention. Obviously, she had no clue what Oliver was going to eat, in fact she was praying he enjoyed the same as her. 

Kiera was comfortable around guys, she’d grown up around her father and she had many boyfriends, though they were all jerks. And when she finally got around to talking to Oliver, she was sort of suprised at the fact he was so… different, in a good way, of course. She saw a silhouette in the doorway, at first it freaked her out, but then she realised it could only be Oliver. Moving closer, she unlocked the hatch from the inside, only to twist the handle and open the door. “H-hi." She heard him stutter. Her brow raised slightly, and she let out a giggle. “Come in, idiot."

Guiding him to her bedroom, with the snacks balanced on her arms, she sat on her bed patting the covers for him to sit. “You can choose the movie, from previous experience boys complain a hell of a lot." She mentioned, pointing to the dvd rack next to him.

[oliver--ha]

Hearing her words made him chuckle ever so slightly. Stepping inside of her house, looking around as he noticed she was holding lots of snacks in her hand. That made him think she was prepared and she wansn't trying to play him or anything like that. 

Watching her patting the covers next to her, he sat down right at that spot, grabbing one of the snacks she'd had. He opened one of packaging of crisps and threw one in his mouth straight away. He wasn't doing that to seem cool nor rude, he only simply did it so he could show her that he's comfortable with her. He didn't want to make it that awkward as he awlways does. 

Glancing over to the pile of DVDs, he started scanning through them. Hearing her words about the other boys complaining a lot, made a frown appear uppon his face. He couldn't help but ask; "So, you've had a lot of boys come over here?" He wasn't that bothered about it, it was obvious she'd had other boys in her life. She was in some way perfect in his eyes, so why shouldn't she? Just the fact that he could never get a girl to even get in his room, not for anything fancy, just talk or what not.

All of the thinking set his mind off of what he was meant to do. He shook his head slowly to him self and finally pulled out of the DVD which was "The Amazing Spider Man" He felt like he could relate to that movie, sort of. And he was most definately sure no one would mind a little Spider Man for the night. He waved the DVD around "This? If you don't like it we can watch something else."

[oliver--ha]

The movie night. || Kiera & Oliver.

"Dad, I'm going out for tonight." Oliver shouted to his dad that was sitting in the living room. He wasn't expecting a reply, not so sure why he even informed his dad in the first place. His parents didn't really care about where he was going or what the hell he was doing. It wasn't that big of a deal to him. He was already grown so he didn't really need a night watch, or just any kind of watch from his parents really.

In some sort of speed walk; Oliver was heading towards Kieras house. He was excited about it. Come on, he's never been good with girls so when Kiera invited him over, it was something like a relief to him in a way. He'd only just met the girl today but it felt like he knew her for a very long period of time. His heart starts racing a little everytime he got closer to her house.

Finally he appeared infront of her appartment. Swallowing down all the saliva that was formed in his mouth from being nervous. Running up the stairs he finally reached her level. Standing infront of her door a little out of breath, he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and took a deep breath. Lifting his hand as he's about to knock he started thinking. What if she was joking? What if she's just making fun of you? What if she doesn't actually like you? All the "what ifs" were worrying him deep inside. He scratched the back of his neck, sighing barely, thinking about going back. 

Just when he wanted to turn around and head home, the door opened slowly and Kiera stood infront of him. He froze for a moment but then found the courage to actually say something. "H-hi." 

[k--iera]

I won’t, I won’t, I promise. Just don’t take too long.

[oliver--ha]

I wont either, consider me there already.

[k--iera]

No, cause then I’ll eat too much, and I’ll get fat, and the blame will be on you. I’m gonna’ watch a film, you have two options. One, you can name a film for me to watch. Or two, you can come over and watch a film with me. Though the answers incredibly obvious.

[oliver--ha]

Wait, you want me to come cuddle and cure the pain away? Okay but you have to promise me you wont push me out of the bed.

[k--iera]

I’m sorry, It’s that time of the month.

[oliver--ha]

You should like eat something or whatever helps you with that kind of situation. 

[ffsryker]

How should I know, I’m not the one who’s from here originally. You tell me.

[oliver--ha]

You could tell us how to be more interesting considering you think where you come from there's no boring people.

[k--iera]

You’re a dick.

[oliver--ha]

How am I a dick? I don't get women.

[poppyconnors-deactivated2013080]

Oliver & Poppy || Sneaking Out.

Poppy smoothed her fingers over her baby pink dress as she inspected herself one last time. Hastily, the young girl was trying with her upmost might to distract herself from what she was about to attempt. She slowly raised her arms and used her slender fingers to slightly loosen her milkmaid braid; allowing little strands of hair to fall and frame her face. She sighed quietly to herself and checked the clock on her bedroom wall for the time. It was now or never, she told herself, and she had already spoken with Oliver and was planning on meeting him in a matter of moments.

She had to do this; not just because she was meant to be meeting with someone, but also because she kept telling herself she had to get over her fear of her parent’s disapproval and wrath. ‘You’re not going to be seventeen forever. You have to allow yourself to do things, to go against what you’re told. You need to experience things. You need inspiration to continue writing’, she told herself as she swiftly made her way to the window. Momentarily she checked for sounds of movement that would suggest either of her parents were awake, but luckily she heard nothing.

Slowly, making sure to be as quiet as possible, Poppy opened her window and lifted herself up onto the pane so that she was in a sitting position; her legs now free and outside the window. Analysing her surroundings, she decided the best way to approach the situation was to reach her arms out and grab for the branch that was only an arms length away. Once she had grabbed ahold of it, she hoisted herself up onto the branch and shimmied across it before grabbing hold of the rope swing that was attached to the neighbouring branch. From there she awkwardly and uncomfortably slid down the rope until she met the seat of the swing, which she jumped off, and luckily for her she did all of this without creating too much noise.

Poppy once again smoothed her dress over with her hands and readjusted where her bag was sitting on her shoulder so that it was more secure, and then quietly wandered over to her front fence; silently opening the gate and closing it behind her. With the plan so far going off without a hitch, the girl took a sigh of relief and leant against the hedge fence in front of her house, awaiting Oliver.

[oliver--ha]

It has been days since Oliver's been out and about. He was pleased that he met Poppy, a lightly unusual girl that was very friendly towards him. He didn't really mind the fact that she wasn't the same as the others, it actually made him think they could be become close friends in the future. Getting up lazily from his bin bag shaped chair as he was just finishing playing an x-box game. Even though Oliver was nineteen years old, he still had that little childilsh boy left in him. Guessing that would be why he was strange in a way. 

He never really cared about his looks but he throught as though Poppy was from a nice family, she would exepct him to atleast wear a nice shirt. Scanning through all of his scrunched up clothes, he finally spotted his mums favorite one. The good thing about that shirt was it never really needed ironing. He tossed off his stinky t-shirt and put on the new one; throwing the other one behind him, not really caring where it went. He spotted his only short jeans and slid them on quickly. 

Glancing up at the time, he sighed in relief as he still have about twenty minutes to get out of the house and hopefully to not get lost while searching for Poppys house. Walking towards the front door, he passed by a mirror. He didn't want to look like he didn't care about his appeariances but he also wanted to look casual. Therefor he stepped back a few steps and ruffled his hair infront of the mirror, shrugging nonchalantly.

Finally he was out into he streets. The only people wonderng around being the ones stumbling out of pubs, muttering incoherent phrases. He sort of knew where the church was so he guessed it was going to be easy to find Poppy. His hands slid into his jean pockets as he was walking down towards her. He checked his wrist watch so he wasn't late so he still had some time. 

Finally the church came in sight. He was looking around all the houses around the church, not sure which one was hers. Suddenly he spotted a ginger haired girl leaning onto the fence, he knew it had to be her. He started walking towards her, his hand lifting a little to give her an awkward wave. Smiling briefly he finally arrived. "Sorry, I didn't know I was late?" He checked his watch once again and he still would of had five minutes left, therefor it had to be that she was a little early. He wasn't really surprised by that throught. 

[gracehyfr]

I want to have a party.

[oliver--ha]

Then make one.

[mari-thegoldenchild]

No, that wont be necessary, just a thank you would be great. 

[oliver--ha]

If you say so then thank you.

[k--iera]

So you’re telling me if I said tomorrow, you’d say yes?

[oliver--ha]

Obviously. But then you loose.

[kbcat]

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[mari-thegoldenchild]

No no no! That’s not good. Here,  have a muffin.

[oliver--ha]

Are you an angel send from god? Let me love you down. 

[mari-thegoldenchild]

Totally! And breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

[oliver--ha]

I always miss out on breakfast but I always catch up through lunch and dinner.

[k--iera]

Yes, yes I do. When’s soon? Next year?

[oliver--ha]

Uh, no. It can be whenever you want it to be?

[poppyconnors-deactivated2013080]

Sounds like a plan to me. Just so you know, so you don’t go to the wrong house, I’m in the one that’s to the left of the church; the one with the hedge fences. I’m pumped.

[oliver--ha]

I hope I don't get it wrong, thanks for letting me know. I'll just around the corner, or right infront of the house. Or, I don't know you'll see my perfection as I glow and you'll spot me right away. 

[poppyconnors-deactivated2013080]

Well, little loser, let’s go then. Where do you want to meet up?

[oliver--ha]

I can meet you outside your house and then you can like, sneak out or whatever you're planning on doing.