Oliver Spring Heartstopper Novels & Stories

"Or buries us. Alright, psycho, let's plan the details before I change my mind and lock you in the closet." We spent the next few mins hammering it out timings, who calls who, what the skywriting says exactly: "OLIVIA CARTER, WILL YOU MARRY ME? - ROWAN." Flowers from that overpriced florist downtown, scattered like a rom-com set. Brett kept cracking jokes to lighten the mood, like "If you die for real, can I have your bike?" and Rowan flipping him off every time, but underneath it all, I could see Rowan's hands shaking, the fear in his eyes when he thought no one was looking.

"So, when did it start?" Chloe asked curiously. Oliver Lincoln, now a member of the Castile Parliament was a mutual college mate of the trio and since he had declared his relationship with Jamie, they moved their conversation to the Starry Night Cuisine where their date was supposed to be held. Since Chloe already knew they were lying, she knew somewhere along the line that their story won't add up so she decided to probe further. "Well–" Oliver brushed his hand gently on his Blonde hair. "About two years now but I've always been in love with her since our college days. You know how scary Jamie can be, that's why I waited for so long to finally confess my feelings." He went on.

Oliver stands up, “I couldn’t tell you or anyone. No one knows, me and Maximums have kept it quiet. I couldn’t tell you, Nova. But before you scream anymore, I want you to think of all the bullshit I have had to watch. You and Hank, I know you two kissed. You two were wanting each other, and I had to watch and not say word. So, before you climb on your high horse, take a damn minute to think outside of yourself.” Nova starts crying and rushes to hold him. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I didn’t know, I didn’t know.” Oliver wraps her up in his arms and holds her. “I know, I know. I hide behind the laughter because the truth hurts me. I have been waiting for you, Nova. In five months, I will be sta

Oliver's stunts could make her brain system not work. "Don't make me wait long, baby. You know, I hate waiting the most!" Oliver said again, resting his head on Yoursa's shoulder, tilting his head slightly so he could inhale the strawberry scent on Yoursa's tired neck. "I love the scent of your body. It's very calming to my mind," Oliver continued, inhaling as much of the rose scent that lingered on Yoursa's neck. Meanwhile, Yoursa held back her arousal from getting out of control, resulting in a sighing sound coming from inside her mouth.

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."

“Chloe, the doctor said Hendrick isn’t going to make it. He’s been calling your name. Please, go in and talk to him.” When I walked into the room, it was like Hendrick sensed my presence. He opened his eyes and looked at me. I stood over him, our roles reversed, everything completely different from before. Hendrick tried to speak, his voice barely a whisper. I had to lean in close to hear him. “Chloe, did you ever love me?” I looked at him and replied, slowly and clearly, “You don’t deserve his heart.” After the bidding meeting, I received a flood of offers from different companies, but I turned them all down.

In them i could see her pain and worry, but i could also see her strength trying to hide her true feelings from everyone else. Then the smell hit me. Cinnamon and maple. A scent driving lust and desire through every part of my body. Bringing me to the verge of insanity. I have waited so long for this day. She’s my mate Unknown: Oh my sweet child. Why do you keep getting in your own way?

I guess it is because he is excellent in that departure. 'Christodia, you are crazy'. This is what has become my marathon whenever I giggle like a teenager who is in love. This happens when I think of him and as a result I smile when I see him. I have tried to stop myself from feeling anything for him but I have failed miserably. I hate myself that I no longer what to escape from him. In fact, I wish to be near him every time. I need time to get away and get my thoughts in order.

Sophia shouted, causing Olyver to flinch. “Take your goddamn self out of my room…” she repeated, her voice now calm. Olyver stood there, staring at her in stunned silence. His eyes felt like they were burning, as if he might burst into tears at any moment. He felt utterly alone; he had loved only this woman in front of him. He had thought he could spend his life with her despite her unpredictable and frightening nature... he still loved her even after witnessing her kill someone with a gun. “I’ll wait for you, Sophia. I won’t let you go. I’ll ride this wave with you; I’ll fight anyone who tries to take your heart next…” he declared, while Sophia combed her hair with her fingers in frustratio

Oliver heart hits hard, seeing the same man she has feared to face after so many years of hiding. "Backham: She called then fainted.