Heartstopper Oliver Novels & Stories

They gasped and nodded quickly, whatever they thought episode meant, I didn’t know, neither did I care to ask. “Oliver! You’re a dead man!” I shouted as I burst into the room and ran up the stairs into the bedroom. As soon as I found him leaning on the wall with a prideful smirk on his face, I slammed his back against my room door, sealing it completely. He moaned before leaning forward and pressing our lips together. His hands slid along my torso, grabbing my bulge firmly through my suit pants.

I warned "Oh really? Well just for your information, Olly and I made love, a week before your supposed honeymoon!! So much love and respect for you huh?" There was a long silence in the house, as I heard what I knew could shatter my heart for life. Olly was still in love with Eva. He never stopped. "Babe?" I looked to see Oliver calling me, looking so tensed and guilty. It was true, what Eva said was true. "At some point, I couldn't hear what anyone was saying anymore. Just this echoes going through my head. The next minute Oliver was in front of me. "Babe, babe! Babe please listen to me" he held my arm, which I dislodged immediately.

I allowed him to come near me he took my hand pressed it against his chest and said, "Focus on my heartbeat and breathe," After a few seconds, I was breathing normally again but exhausted "Ollie," I said he knew what I meant so he picked me up and turned around "What the hell happened?" Ollie asked softly but angry "I told het about Chad she has the right to know," Edward said "You fucking idiot," Ollie said angrily "Oliver get her to bed," Dame said He took me upstairs and I close my eyes and laid my head on his chest "Hey what happened," I heard Theo asked

What about Olivia? ***

Oliver stared at him before looking beyond him at me. “I’ll leave here,” Oliver lifted his hand, motioning at me, “because she looks so mortified.” Triston didn’t move. “But get this straight.” Oliver spoke to him, “You don’t fucking own her.” Oliver told Triston. Just then, he pushed past Triston, shoulders touching. Oliver made his way to the exit. My body seemed to relax slightly- until he turned back to me. His eyes were blazing as he moved closer to me. I could feel his breathing on my face, hot and rough. “How could you do this to me again?” I felt my blood run from my face,

Oliver paused, towel draped over his damp hair as he walked toward me, tilting his head with genuine curiosity. "Haven't you seen it before?" He took my hand and pressed it against his chest. "Here. Haven't you touched this before?" Lower, over his abs. "And here. Haven't you sat here before?" Then lower... Yeah, this would get censored immediately. I yanked my hand back and said righteously, "Stop trying to seduce me." Oliver pressed his lips together and stayed quiet for a long moment before turning and walking into the closet. I secretly let out a breath of relief. I was dangerously close to losing it.

I was still shaking from the scene just now as I muttered dazedly, "He really wanted to kill me." I met Helen's pained eyes, and I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. She kept sighing. "Oliver is being ridiculous. He can't even discern his own feelings. That Kimberly… She's a manipulative one." She took my hand, her eyes full of tender reluctance. "Stay with us one last night, okay? Keep me company." I agreed. I just didn't expect Oliver to come home, too. The moment he saw me, something flickered in his gaze, but it smoothed over almost immediately.

"You… really let out some steam. Burnt the whole place down." My face pales. "Figuratively speaking, of course," she quickly corrects. "You didn't actually burn down the whole place. Man, that'd be crazy." I gulp as I ask, "How bad is it?" She sighs, increasing the tension in the air. "You mean how hard you yelled in his face, asking him to go back to his fiancé and let you live your own life?" Oh my God! "Oliver was so shocked, he couldn't say a word. Girl, you whooped his ass and left him speechless, sent him back to his car-"

, Oliver said and with every word he came a bit closer to me and it made me mad because I don’t want him to see right through me so I said, “you know nothing about me or my battles and don’t even pretend like you know any of it because not everything is a joke and there are people who are actually struggling with issues they can’t share with anyone so if you say one more time that you have an idea about our struggle then I might just rip your heart out” “ripping my heart out won’t change the things I know about or the things I go through and you know that on top of that you are struggling as well and I understand and I get that, I don’t want you to go through all this alone, you don’t deserv

Like, badly. Oliver took a step closer to him, closing up their distance. Xavier could see the uncertainty in his eyes and he wondered if he would really do it. Would Oliver really kiss him despite being known around the school that he has never kissed anybody, not even his sister who was his girlfriend? Xavier watched Oliver close his eyes as he started leaning towards him. Xavier knew the best thing to do would be to laugh and push him away, calling him crazy and that would be the end of it, however, he found himself waiting patiently for Oliver’s lips to meet his. He found himself anticipating it, his heart beating loudly in his chest with each second that passed. His lips were throbbing