Okay, so here is another Blue Bloods Fan fiction. Personally I like my other one better, I'm not sure how well I wrote from a guy point of view. It's not to hard to write from Sirius for my What's A Girl to Do? because as long as he sounds cocky it's all good, but Oliver was a bit more difficult. I'm not sure if it came off quite how I wanted it to. Anyways, I think I'll stick to the Blue Blood women from now on…
xoxo
Shannon
Oliver Hazard-Perry watched her as she walked away from him, her small frame obscured by layers of dark fabrics. She was dainty, frail, but almost unbearably radiant and winsome. It had started out as a task, one he was all but forced to partake in, but had easily become much more. How could it not. Others might see her as the freaky goth, the outsider, but to him she was the most exquisite and amazing person in the world.
He wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms, to never let her go. Sure, he got to hold her, to touch her, to call her endearments that to anyone else would seem romantic, but to her it was all part of their friendship. No matter how he longed to obtain her love he couldn't, he would never dream it possible.
She was a blue blood and he was but her protector; someone who was cursed to be always by her side but to never be truly part of her world. It was something he had been aware of since the beginning; since he had first sought her out. That he was to always be there without truly being there, but as time past it became evermore difficult to accept.
To watch her with Jack Force was torture of the worst kind. He hated being jealous, it was a hideous emotion. To know that he was, if not actually him, the kind of man she would one day end up with made him want to scream. Blue Bloods could be cocky and arrogant, they had grown to view themselves as better then the average population. Schuyler, well, she deserved someone who would love her because of her, not because of her blood.
The bell sounded signaling the end of classes. Oliver was just closing his locker when Schuyler slid nearly to his side, weaving her arm through his.
"So, what are we doing today, Ollie?" she chimed.
"What do you want to do?" he asked her as she rest her head on his shoulder. He secretly loved it when she did that. It was painfully easy to pretend that they were a couple when they were like that.
"Hmm," she sighed. "junk food and movies. Your house."
"Okay," he indulged as her eyes twinkled. For now that would be enough. A relationship that was more than friendship to him and no more for her.
They left the school still arm and arm, Schuyler's laughter trailing behind them.
Cheesy? At least the ending right? I couldn't think of a decent ending!! Arg!!