I woke up to a splash of cold water over my head, and two people standing over me frowning. I assumed one of them was someone working at the medical tent and the other...the other was Oli. At first I thought it was just a continuation of a crazy dream, but then I felt more ice cold water run down my back, and I knew I was definitely conscious.
“How are you feeling?” Oli looked really concerned.
I groaned. “Ugh, like I’m gonna puke. Or faint again.”
“How much have you drank today?” The medical tent guy looked at me waiting for a response.
“Um, maybe a bottle of water.” It was already noon, and I knew that wasn’t enough water. Another of the staff members in the medical tent brought me over a plastic cup of water. I sipped slowly trying not to throw up.
“Maybe it would be smart if you came to my bus and rested. You look awful.” Oli put his hand on my shoulder and turned to the staff. “We have plenty of food and water and a place for her to lay down back at the bus. I think she may be more comfortable there, and it would suck if she had to go home.” He looked at me sympathetically. I couldn’t even believe what I was hearing. Oliver Sykes wanted me to come back to his tour bus...with him...to hang out, or well to rest, but still.
“I suppose that’s alright,” the guy agreed. “What’s your name miss?”
“Charlotte,” I mustered.
“How old are you, and where are you?”
“20 years old. Vans Warped Tour.”
“Okay, Charlotte. Do you need us to bring you to his bus, or will you be okay to walk?”
I tried to stand up. I felt a little dizzy, but I was pretty sure I could make it. Oli grabbed my arm.
“I’ll take it from here. Thanks for all your help.” We exited the tent and took a more hidden exit to avoid the crowds and Oli’s crazy fangirls.

As we approached the Bring Me The Horizon tour bus my heart sped up. I couldn’t even process what was happening. Why would Oli even do this? Sure, he definitely cared about his fans, but I didn’t know he cared this much. He unlocked the door and helped me up the steps.
“You can sleep in my bed if you’d like. I think I’m gonna hang out here for awhile. I’m pretty beat. I’ll be in the back lounge if you need anything. Also, I’m putting a glass of water by the bed. Please drink it. You’re so dehydrated.” He showed me to the beds, built in bunks that looked less comfortable than my bed at home, but I didn’t care. I still didn’t feel great. Oli slipped away and returned quickly with a glass of water.
“Sleep well.” He smiled at me, but for some reason it felt weird. Not like his normal smile. Like he knew something I didn’t. I wasn’t sure, but I knew it didn’t feel right. But at that point I was ready to sleep, and I did instantly when my head hit the pillow.

Notes

ooohhh what happens when she wakes up???