When Life Gives You Lemons

Oliver



I thought about earlier, with Brandon. How stupid he was acting and how he wouldn’t go to sleep. How after I told him to sleep with a stern voice he did so. How I told him I think I love you. Shit. I didn’t mean to say it. It just slipped out of my mouth. I’m thankful that Brandon was to close to sleep to realize what was said, he doesn’t need to know such information. That does not mean that such information is not true because it very much is. Every day, with every minute, with every second that passes I start to fall in love with him more and more. The country boy was making me, a English boy, fall heads over heels for him.

I absentmindedly let my hand tangle in the mass of curls that were on the angels head. His hair was incredibly soft and smelt of herbal essence. I chuckled at how girly he was, but he loves Hello Hydration. Brandon had let them grow thicker, much to my favor. I love the feeling of the thick jungle of curls in my hands. The sun was starting to lighten his hair to a blonde.

“Oliver!” I heard someone call to me. The curtain slid back to reveal a rather concerned looking Nate “How is he? Is he okay?”

I looked into his worried eyes “He says he’s fine, but I don’t know. He has a fever and puked.”

Nate’s facial features went rigid immediately. “Has he had headaches…..has he fainted?”

“Not that I know of.” I replied giving him a quizzical look. Something was definitely up and I wanted to find out what. “Why do you ask?”

“Uhh…” Nate stuttered taking a step back “Because umm….”

“OLIVER!” Jordan’s shrill voice yelled interrupted Nate.

I quickly moved in front of Brandon to cover him up. I’d rather not let Jordan see me in bed with the gorgeous boy, he’s already speculating too much. Jordan walked up beside Nate with a not so pleasant look on his face.

“OLIVER SCOTT SYKES! WHY ARE YOU STILL IN BED! AND IN BRANDON’S BED AT THAT?” Jordan questioned and rather loudly may I add.

I completely forgot I was in Brandon’s bed. “I was tired and wanted to take a nap. Chill out!” I grumble rolling my eyes “Stop acting like a fish out of water.”

Nate chuckled slightly causing Jordan to glare at him. I could sense it was a playful glare though and if I wasn’t sure that Jordan was straight, I would say that he and Nate would make a rather cute couple.

Fish’s gaze fixed on me “Do you realize what time it is?”

“No….”

‘It’s six-thirty. We have a sound check in less than ten.” Jordan exclaimed frailing his arms about “Because you know…..we do have a show in like less than forty-five.”

My eyes went wide “Oh my shit. I completely forgot.”

He rolled his eyes clearly annoyed with my behavior. “What on earth could have made you forget about the show?

“Why so much noise?” Brandon questioned groggily sitting up behind me. Well that blows my cover completely “A half a nigga trying to sleep here.”

“Oh! So that’s what it was then!” Jordan joked with a smirk on his lips. “Well, I’ll leave you. But hurry up dumb ass. You have like five minutes to get your to get ready.”

He threw me another all too familiar Fish Grin before turning around and heading out the bus. I sighed lightly. He’s going to give me hell about this later. Nate smiled at me and quickly darted out the bus. I’ll make a mental note to ask him about what happened earlier today sometime later. I turned around and looked at Brandon who didn’t look any better then when I put him to bed.

“Are you okay?” I stood up from the bed getting a better look at the younger man “You still look a little pale.”

He shook his head slowly “Fine! We should get ready for the show.”

“We? Don’t you mean just me” I asked rather shocked by the statement. “We would include both of us”

He laughed lightly “Yes you pop face! I said we because I’m going too.”

Brandon went to lift himself off the bed. He suddenly lost his balance and I caught him in my arms.

“Brandon, you aren’t going to the concert. Not like this.” I say sternly dropping my grip from around his waist and trudging over to my bunk “I mean you can barely walk by yourself.”

“Yes! I am!” Brandon argued pulling on a sweat shirt.

I starred at him in horror “Umm why are you wearing that!”

“What? This?” He questions motioning to clothing on his body. “I’m chilly!”

“It’s fucking summertime……In Florida” I say before shaking my head. “See, I told you, you’re sick!”

“Oliver!” I heard Brandon groan as I pulled my shirt over my head. I felt arms wrap around my torso. “Oliver! Please let me go!”

Just his touch itself sent my skin to flames. I was literally wilting for him. I turned around and my eyes immediately meet his. It just happened. I leaned in and connected our lips. Brandon reacted immediately, deepening the kiss and wrapping his arms around my neck. My tongue danced on his bottom lip, then inside once access was granted.

Our tongues tangoed to the sound of our fuming heartbeats. This is what I’ve been waiting for. Since the day I’ve met him, since the day that I first laid eyes on this magnificent specimen, all I wanted was to kiss him. For our lips to be connected in complete pleasure, and this was it. This was pure bliss, and I hated to end my small journey to heaven, but I needed air.

Brandon stared at me in astonishment. I couldn’t help but chuckle. He was so adorable. I turned around to finish getting dressed deciding to keep on the same skinnys and chucked on my vans. I started walking towards the exit glancing back I saw Brandon pouting. I rolled my eyes.

“Bring your arse on!” I said to him opening the door.

Brandon beamed at me before getting up and walking to me placing a quick kiss on my cheek “Thanks Oli!”

“Oh! Shut it!” I grumble closing the door and locking it. “You would have came to the show anyway.”

“True!” He laughed loudly. I glared at him causing him to laugh even louder if that was possible. “Oh! Olivia you’re adorable!”

“Am I?” I questioned flirtatiously

“Yes! Yes you are!” Brandon snickered rolling his eyes. He grabbed my hand looking deeply at my tattoo “I love your hand tattoo ya know.”

I nodded my head lightly not failing to notice how his hands suddenly intertwined with mine “Do you really now?”

“Yeah! They’re pretty neat!”

“Smooth move you did there!” I exclaimed opening the door to the venue. “Complementing my tattoo in hopes of me not noticing that you intertwined our fingers.” I looked at Brandon and chuckled at the light blush that brushed his skin. We walked past the security guard back stage and stopped. I turned to look directly at him

“You know you could have just reached and held my hand. It’s pretty obvious that I wouldn’t have mind.”

“I know I just…” Brandon whispered looking down at his feet. “I guess I was nervous.”

I smiled at how childish he was being. “Do I make you nervous?”

“You make me a lot of things Oliver, nervous being one.” He replied bringing his eyes up to meet mine. A smile graced his lips “You should get going.” His eyes lingered to my lips, he leaned forward but then stopped. He absentmindedly started biting his lips and looked away. “Good luck Oliver”

“Hey.....look at me with those gorgeous eyes of yours love.” I whispered bringing my hand to his chin and moved it so that we were eye to eye. “You know…..I like my good luck wishes in the form of sweet…” I paused and smirked at him “kisses”

“Such a doorknob.” He chuckled

Our lips were reconnected for the second time tonight. Moments like this I wish would last forever. I felt something wet run along my bottom lip. He’s asking for entrance. I’m surprised, he was acting like a shy mouse seconds ago.

“Oli! Let me in!” He whined after a couple seconds of rejection

I laughed causing him to pout. “Aww come here.”

And again we kissed, this time I decided not to be a mule. So when I felt his tongue rub against me I submissively opened my mouth. I closed my eyes to savor. I savored the feeling of his lips on mine. I savored the taste of him. I savored the smell that lingered into my nose. I savored him, because he is my everything right now.

Our kiss was interrupted by my two favorite Mexicans “Oliver! Oliver where are you! Oli-Woah!” Vic gasped when he saw Brandon and me. I pulled away from Brandon and turned to Vic with a look of displeasure on my face. “Sorry I interrupted you.” Vic stated quite “But you missed all of sound check. You have a minute to get on stage.”

“Shit!” I mumbled knowing that Jordan and the guys were going to give me hell about this. And don’t get me started with Francis. Francis will probably skin me alive. I looked at Brandon. “Sorry to end our little session here. But I got to go.” I kiss the top of his head. I snuggle my nose into his curly hair “Promise me….if you start to feel sick again you’ll go back to the bus and rest.”

“Oli, I’ll be fine.” He muttered. I gave him a stern look making him sigh. “Fine, I promise. Now go!”

I take off running past the Mexicans who still look half surprised. I guess I don’t blame them. They just found their supposedly straight friend making out with a boy. But at least that boy is sexy right. Yeah! At least he’s sexy. We duck and dodge through the mass of people, most of them techs that work backstage. I stop right before we got to our destination.

I turn to the Mexicans behind me. “Tony….Vic….you saw nothing tonight.”

Tony silently nods. Vic throws his hand over his eyes “I do nothing…..I hear nothing ….I see nothing….”

“Good!” I chuckle lightly before returning on my journey.

I round the corner and was met by very angry band mates and managers.

“You…..you idiot you’re late!” Nicholls yelled waving his hands around

Lee shook his head “Where the hell were you? We looked everywhere!”

Kean knocked me in the back of the head. “We called a search party for you dumbass.”

“I’m sorry guys.” I stated with a loopy smile

I’m not sorry. That would mean being sorry for kissing Brandon. I’m definitely not sorry for kissing him. If anything I’m sorry that his lips are not bound to mine right now. I lifted my fingers to my lips, tracing them around the edges. Even with our lips departed I could still feel them lingering on mine. I felt like I was on top of the world. I felt like I was literally on cloud nine

Francis walked by me, stopped and then backed up “I’m gonna kill you Sykes.”

“Okay!” I laughed not clearly thinking about what he said

He studied me lightly “Oliver……..are you fucking high? Tell me you aren’t high before a fucking show?”

“Yes….” I said then my eyes went wide “No….well yes. I mean I’m not high like that but I am high.” Everyone looked at me like I was out of my mind. At least everyone but Jordan, he just sat there with a smirk on his face. “I’m high….but not off of drugs.”

“Whatever. Your own in thirty seconds” Francis grumbled walking away

“You kissed him didn’t you?” Jordan whispered from beside me.

I could feel my cheeks heat up. Do I tell him yes? Do I tell him no? Or do I just say something smart. I bit my lip “Yes!”

“Oh I see! So you were trying to do the rumpy pumpy before the show huh.” Jordan picked lightly throwing me my microphone in process. “Try an get little Brandy to moan for daddy Oli.” Jordan laughed loudly. I rolled my eyes, I knew he would wreck havoc on my life. “I can see Brandon now. ‘Oh Oli! Right there! Give it to me daddy. Just like….”

“Put a sock in it!” I yelled hitting him up side the head with the mic. “You’re ruining my high!”

“Or maybe you’re just coming down from an orgasm!” He spat hightailing off onto stage before I could hit him again.

I chuckled loudly taking my first few steps onto the stage. That was a rather clever combat if I may say so myself. I heard screams surround me. I smiled out into the crowd, screaming a lovely welcome. I loved my fans. I scanned over to the crowd. All of them were here for me, and I loved them so much for that. But I’ve finally found someone who I loved more and that someone was standing back stage.

He was mixed with black and white, the most beautiful creation on this earth. He was looking at me with gorgeous green-blue eyes that would send me into a trace at any given moment. His head was bobbing back and forth to my songs sending my own head into the clouds. His smile was big and wide sending shivers down my back.. His hair was silky and curly, and my fingers always found a way between the curls. His lips were plump and sweet, and sent waves of euphoria through my body when connected with mine.

He is Brandon David Thompson

He is my natural high

Notes

I hope I've made you guys happy. They aren't exactly official but at least they're making out right????????