Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}

Oliver Sykes -@starsinmyeyes

Your best friend Oliver was coming to sleep over. He was kind of hesitant at first, but he was your best friend, how could he say no?

The doorbell rang and you jogged downstairs to get it.

Your parents were out for the night, but they know Oli, and told you that he could stay over.

You opened the door, and saw the somewhat nervous yet happy face of Oliver. You wondered why he looked so nervous.

You wrapped your arms around him and he hugged you back. "Hey Oli." you smiled as you parted.

"Hey Y/N." he smiled back as he messed with his own hair.

"Well, come in!" you said.

He walked in, and you both went to your room. He threw his stuff down in the corner of your room. and he smiled up at you.

"Whatcha wanna do? Hungry? Thirsty? Wanna watch a movie? Go outside?" You asked, naming off several things, like you always did when Oli came over.

"All of the above, please." he said in a posher accent.

You laughed and lightly punched his flannel covered arm.

He laughed and went downstairs into your kitchen, and grabbed himself a bottle of water.

You followed him down and you both sat down on the couch.

After a few hours of watching television, it was around 10:pm. You were both swamped, though you didn't do much.

"Beddy by?" you asked Oli.

Suddenly, he seemed extremely nervous again. "I-I'm not tired." He said.

"Alright, that's fine." you said, yawning. You could probably go another hour or two.

"You wanna play some table pong?" you asked.

"Yeah, that sounds good." he said, swallowing.

You got out the ping pong set, and played for about an hour.

It was now about 11:15 and you had to sleep.

"Oli, come on, I'm swamped!'' you told him.

"Alright, that's fine." he finally agreed.

You both went upstairs and got into your pajamas. Oli set up camp on the floor, and you both said goodnight, before going to sleep.

You awoke around 2 am, to hear thrashing and small vocal sounds. You sat up slowly, rubbing your eyes and looking around. Sure enough, to your surprise, Oli was thrashing about and sweating, small scared vocal noises escaping his mouth.

You immediately jumped out of bed, and got on your knees next to him, placing one hand on his chest, and one on his cheek. "Oli!" you said. When he didn't respond, you shook him and said it louder. "Oliver!" you spoke loudly.

He shot up with a scream. He looked around frantically before his panicked eyes landed on yours.

"Oli, its me!" you said comfortingly. His breathing was fast and he hugged you suddenly, placing his head under yours, like a scared child.

You wrapped your arms around him, scared of what was happening.

"Oli, what's going on?!" you ask stroking his hair.

"I'm sorry that I didn't tell you, Y/N... I-I have this thing called Night Terrors... I cant lay still, and well... I just get nightmares sometimes and when they go together... This happens. I know I should've told you but I was to scared cause I actually like you and didn't want you to think that I was weird even though I've known you for so long and I-"

"Oli!" You interrupted him. He was speaking a million miles a minute and it was confusing. He needed to calm down. You didn't care if he had Night Terrors. That didn't mean that you liked him any less.

"Oli, It doesn't matter to me what problem you have, I still love you just how you are. Quirks and all." you said.

He swallowed and wiped his forehead. "I'm sorry." he said.

You leant forward and kissed his cheek. His face went a light shade of red. "Come sleep in my bed. It might make you calmer?" you suggested.

"A-are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes!" You replied.

You helped him out of his sleeping bag on the floor, and lead him over to your bed, and you both laid down. You grabbed Oli and had his rest his head on your chest, by your neck, and you wrapped your arms around each other.

Before you both drifted to sleep, Oli leaned up and kissed you lightly on the lips, and mumbled a quick thank you, before you both fell into slumber.

He'd never slept better.