"Oh fiddle sticks!" you brought your head up from the book you were reading at the sound of Oliver's voice. You were currently sitting in the living room waiting for Oliver to finish up his cooking.
The sounds of pots crashing to the floor filled your ears, and you quickly stood up.
"Oliver?" you called, walking into the kitchen.
Oliver stood there, his back turned to you. Pots and pans that had been thrown covered the floor. You looked back up at him.
"I-Is everything okay?" he turned his head around to face you. A smile instantly spread across his lips.
"Oh poppet, I was making cupcakes for you, but it seems that we are all out of flour."
"Oh. That's a shame." You said, not thinking that was really something to get this upset over. Oliver walked over to you and grabbed you hand, pulling you down the hall towards the stairs.
"Where are we going, Ollie?" he turned his head around to face you.
"I have to go shopping love, and I want you to stay in your room while I'm gone." By the end of the sentence, Oliver had pulled you inside, and sat you down on the bed. He kissed your forehead before turning to leave, locking the door behind him.
You sighed staring at the door.
'He still doesn't trust me.' You though with a pout.
~ (small time skip)
*crash*
Your head whipped around at the sound of the noise.
"Oliver?" you called, standing up and walking over to the door. You twisted the knob, locked.
"Oliver!" you called again, banging on the door a few times. Suddenly the door flew open, pushing you backwards. You fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ollie that hurt." You whined, looking up, but froze. Standing in front of you was a man much taller than Oliver, with dark red hair. His eyes were hidden behind sunglasses, and his teeth shinned out from behind his smiling lips.
"Hello, Doll." You sat there for a minute too shocked to speak.
"W-Who are you?" you finally said, the man walked forward and kneeled down in front of you.
"I don't really think you're in the position to be asking questions." He chuckled standing up and circled around you, taking in your every detail. He stopped once he was in front of you again, and grabbed your wrist, yanking you to your feet.
You couldn't catch your balance quickly enough, and fell into the man's chest. You blushed from embarrassment and he chuckled darkly.
The man turned around and began walking down the hallway, literally dragging you behind him.
"You know what Doll, I can already tell we're gonna have a lots of fun together."