You Are The Reason I Still Fight ! fransykes !

20. park

It's this color and texture but its built more for a guy and oversized on oli.

Oliver's pov

hehehe I know you've been waiting for this

In the park I walk beside Josh. He's so fucking clueless. I'm so glad he is but it so funny how oblivious it is. I let my hand touch his and he slightly moves his hand away from mine. I roll my eyes and glare at him but he's looking at a fucking tree.

Maybe I like him because he's so clueless? It's kinda cute that he's off in his own world but thinks he's in the real world. He's probably thinking about the colors of that tree instead of realizing I'm trying to hold his hand. I'm very awkward so his cluelessness doesn't help me.

I'm just trying to establish that I like him a little more then friends. When he realizes this then he'll either leave me, confront it, or go with it. I'm scared of all those options but maybe if he goes with it very slowly everything will be okay. I just know I can't continue being 'just friends' forever. It's okay if it takes months to get him to realize it, I just dont want to forever be lying to him.

I slide my hand into his warm one and he looks at it and then me and smiles. "Your hands are freezing," he says. His smile is so cute, his teeth are so unique. My hands are cold because IM cold. But I wont let him know, I just want to walk with him.

I nod a little and scan the park. Its really pretty. The leaves are orange and a lot of them are on the ground. They crunch beneath my weight. The wind messes up my already messed up hair and also makes me shiver. It's so cold. But that doesn't matter, I'm wearing his sweater hoodie thing. Its really comfortable except it doesn't protect me from the cold wind.

Speaking about my hair, it's hard to believe he didn't realize that hair pulling affected me. I mean fuck. I'm verryyy into hair pulling and he literally did it for no reason. It's not like I could tell him 'hey Josh, can you not pull my hair? It makes me a whimpering horny mess'.

He let's go of my hand and I feel a little colder. He takes off his jacket and starts putting it on me. Oh? I let him put it on me but feel a little bad. Now he will be cold. "Aren't you cold?" I ask as he holds my hand again.

"Nah, and even if I was I wouldn't care," he says and we continue to walk together. He's sweet just not observant. Or I guess he is a little, he noticed I was cold. We go to a bench and sit down together. I sit close to him trying to figure out how close I can get before freaking out or him finding out I fancy him.

I mean it should be obvious I like him, what person would give their highschool bully (who knocked them out in college) lessons to fight if they didnt like them. Okay well, I probably would have still did it because I need money. I can't ever get enough of it.

"What are you thinking about?" He asks. I'm thinking about how am I going to pay for my brother's funeral.

"Nothing much, it's just really pretty out here," I say and lean against him.

"Yeah but I think you're prettier," he says catching me of guard. I cant help but smile. He then looks at my hair. Please not again. "If you brushed your hair you would probably look better?" He says grabbing my hair and starts trying to separate my hair from itself.

Tingle run down my body and I start blushing as he messes with my hair. He faces me more and looks focused. He tries to comb my hair with his fingers but gets stuck halfway and I feel the tug. My body shivers and I moan on accident. My eyes are closed but I know the dumbass doesn't realize.

If I was normal I'd tell him and let him make me feel good... but... I can't. "Does this really hurt?" He asks seeing my 'pain'. Fucking idiot! I open my eyes to see he looks worried. He turns me on and then thinks he hurt me. Just because I don't have a fucking boner doesn't mean I'm not turned on.