Don't Let Me Drown (Oli Sykes Fan Fic) COMPLETE

THE FINAL CURTAIN

After reuniting with Oli, we met Luiz and walked just a block to an Italian restaurant by Marco Pierre White for dinner. It was casual and relaxed, though we did sit at the chef's table so we wouldn't be hassled or stared at. I tried not too be too lovey-dovey in front of Luiz but I felt more in love with Oli than ever and it wasn't easy to keep my hands off of him. I had so much affection that wanted to come out, so much love I wanted to show him, but I guess I could let it pour out once we were back at the hotel and show him in physical ways. Our dinner was delicious and we mostly talked about Oli's show - though Luiz did bring up my schedule for the eleven days I would be back in America, working yet again between now and Christmas. I had a couple of days off in London with everyone before I had to leave, and then I would be back on December 19th, straight to Sheffield, straight to Oli's place to spend two weeks and my first Christmas and New Year's with him. I couldn't wait.

We met everyone else at the hotel bar after our separate dinners, and I raced upstairs to get all the goodies I'd brought over from Paris to hand out. The girls were super excited, and Lee and Matt were already scoffing the praline truffles, lol. I kept touching Oli; holding his hand, kissing his cheek, hugging him from behind, playing with his hair. I was being so much, I actually wondered if he'd regret telling me I didn't have to pull back on the affectionate side of me that was coming out. I think Oli knew the type of mood I was in because he was being touchy and cutesy with me too; squeezing my butt, running his fingertips down my arms, kissing my shoulder... I loved all of it, though it was starting to get me quite excited. I didn't know what had gotten into me. Once we'd retreated to our room, he showered me with love and attention and everything he did made me horny. I wanted sex, I wanted it badly, but he drew it out and made it into the perfect, love-filled session of affection, kissing and touching before the main act. It felt so sensual and deep, like an overdose of love and pleasure. He always put in the time and effort for me, but this night was truly incredible, heightened by the dim lighting in the room against the lightning outside our window and the sound of the rain and thunder.

I woke up before Oli, still somewhat adjusting to the time shift between continents, and I just laid there beside him looking at him. He was absolutely beautiful to me, every single thing about him was just perfection through my eyes. The way his shaggy hair fell onto his forehead when he slept, the way his lips got misshapen where they met the pillow... everything. I wondered if I'd be laying beside him in the same way in fifty years, still thinking the exact same thing about him,  adding his wrinkles to the list of things I love? I can truly say that I believed I would be. I carefully climbed out of the bed and took a shower and he was awake when I returned. "Good morning baby. Are you excited for tonight?" I asked as I went over to snuggle with him.
"Yeah, more excited that you're the first person I get to see today though." he replied sweetly. Nawww. We decided to meet everyone for breakfast, so I messaged Luiz to let him know our plans and we headed to the restaurant at 8:30am. The guys were all in high spirits and seemed excited about the show. They'd never played in a church before, understandably, so they were talking about with so much enthusiasm. I couldn't wait to see Oli sing again, though it clearly wasn't going to be the full production, extra loud and crazy version of things that I was used to seeing. I mean, I was pretty sure there'd be no circle pits or crowd surfing within the church walls. He would still look fucking hot though, there was never a doubt. I sat cozied up to Oli throughout breakfast like the clingiest girlfriend in the world, but he put his arm around me and continued on with life as usual like he didn't mind and I loved that. The band had to go and soundcheck at the usual time of 2pm, but the show was actually starting much earlier this time; right on 6pm, with a wrap up time of 7:30pm. It was to do with sound restrictions and the fact that it wasn't a venue purposely-built for late night music, but that was kind of nice since we'd get to hang out afterwards.

Oli and I decided to head out after breakfast to go and walk around the Tate art gallery. It was nice there since it was quiet and people were more interested in the art than the humans around them, though we still dressed in the most inconspicuous things we had with us. After that, we headed back to the hotel and while it was super late notice, Luiz managed to organise a private boat to take all of us on a little trip down the Thames at lunchtime. Seeing as the weather had done a total backflip on how awful it was the night before, it seemed like a waste not to be outside. The dark, drizzly sky and raging storm had been replaced with stillness and sunshine, though there were still patches of clouds around. We boarded the boat at midday and slowly meandered our way along the river for a couple of hours, drinking beer and wine, and grazing on snacks for lunch. I managed to find a spot out in the sun to relax and Oli joined me once he'd discovered where I was. Oli sat back and I laid out, resting my head in Oli's lap. His arms held me loosely and the sunshine was warming my skin, and when I looked up at Oli, he just smiled at me. "Life doesn't get any better than this moment." I said happily as I closed my eyes.
"You think so?" he asked. I opened my eyes and nodded as I squinted.
"Challenge accepted then." he said as he leaned down to kiss my forehead. He was so silly but I loved it. I found his hand and laced my fingers between his, then brought it up to my lips to kiss before resting it against my chest, against my heart. God the happiness I felt was so overwhelming. We sat quietly until we arrived back at the dock, and the van that was waiting to take us to the church for soundcheck.