Novel & Cerita Heartstopper Oliver

I asked Oliver to find me some alcohol, telling him that I wanted to drink. Oliver suddenly teased in a prideful tone, "Enna, you've changed. You're no longer worried about my heart." I smiled too. "If you have a heart attack, then we can die together." "Sure." Oliver looked at me seriously. Once again, I pressed myself close to Oliver's heart, listening to it beat. My chest began to feel uncomfortably tight. I gazed into his eyes solemnly. "Even though I hate you so badly, you need to keep on living. I want your heart to beat forever."

Then, he crumpled to the ground. Sophia stood frozen, her mind unable to process what had just happened. She looked around wildly, trying to find the source of the shot, but the darkness around her seemed impenetrable. Panic surged through her as she dropped to her knees beside Oliver, her hands shaking as she tried to stop the bleeding. But it was too late. Oliver’s breaths came in ragged gasps, his eyes fluttering closed as he struggled to speak one last time. “Sophia…” he rasped, his voice barely a whisper. “Be careful… they’re always… watching…”

There was a mess in the hall and Oliver couldn't breathe. He was having an asthma attack and he'd never had one in his life. Sam was shouting something but he couldn't hear him. Everything was blurry, the only sound he could hear was a buzzing sound. "Stop this please",Oliver was shouting even though he couldn't even hear himself."MAKE IT STOP PLEASE!" The last thing he saw before passing out was Sam, Leo, Marie and a few guards shouting something. Sam had his hand on Oliver's chest."PLEASE MAKE THIS ST-STOPP!"

She squeezes my hand. “I am. I’m trying to be more patient in everything.” “That’s the spirit.” She grins sweetly. “I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to see you too. He’ll be walking in that door—” she points out the door—“and I’m sure he’ll come running to you.” She hugs herself dreamily. “He will lift your insides up, hold your face with his hands, then kiss—” My heart skips a beat when the door suddenly pushes open, and Oliver steps inside. He looks at us with an incredulous expression, and it’s as if the clock stops ticking; he halts at the door.

Oliver’s screech makes me jump back, “NO, NO. NO. DO NOT HAVE SEX IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT NOW!” “Jesus Christ Oliver, relax,” Ava says, sliding her hand around my waist as I pull her closer. He appears with disgusted golden eyes and a scrunched nose. Trust Oliver Carter to always interrupt passionate moments between Ava and me. “Relax? Relax?! I am proposing to the love of my life in 5 hours. I will not have you guys ruin that with your insane sex life.” I scoff, “Our sex life is not insane.” “Not yet.” Ava mumbles.