Oliver Sykes/OC

Rated R

*Possible Trigger Warning*

hey, i know this isn't one of the members you have in your rules. but i was wondering if you'd do an imagine about oliver sykes? you have long curly purple hair, thats all i really care about how she looks, you two are close friends and he comes onto you, you let him and it ends up with him finding your self harm cuts and scars? and he gets really upset and feels like its his fault? if you won't do oli, maybe tino? thanks xx c:

"Oli stop!"

"Oh come on, it's not that bad."

"I said no, Oliver."

You broke free of his grasp, your long purple curls bouncing as your twirled away from him and he laughed,

"You're a proper pussy, Y/N." Oli shook his head and walked toward you. You pouted,

"I said no roller coasters," you complained. You and Oli Sykes were best friends and were spending the day at Disney World. He tried to get you to ride some roller coasters but you refused.

"Right, so what do we do now?"

"It's getting kinda late and I'm tired." You said snuggling against his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you and walked you to the car. You went to a restaurant before heading home.

"So, I guess I'll see you tomorrow," you said, biting your lip.

"Yeah…goodnight." Oliver said before turning toward the car. He walked away a little bit before turning back to you,

"Actually wait," he ran up to your door grabbing your face and crushing his lips to yours. You faltered at first but then returned the kiss. Your hands shot up to his hair, tangling in it as you pulled him closer. Oli picked you up, and carried you to couch, never breaking the kiss.

You moaned against him as he pulled your shirt over your head, breaking away for only a moment. Oliver put his hands on your sides and you winced; he pulled away and look into your eyes. Tears stung them as you remembered your cuts. His eyes traveled down to your stomach, seeing slash after slash all across your abdomen and breasts. He gasped softly,

"Y/N…" A tear rolled down your face as you hurriedly put your shirt back on.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know." Oli grabbed you gently and pulled you into him,

"This is my fault, I should've known, I should've done something." Oli started tearing up too. You pulled away slightly to look at him,

"This isn't your fault, okay? You're the one thing that makes it better."

"But some of those are fresh, I should've been there for you…"

"You were. You're always there. It's not your fault, don't you even think that." You hugged him tightly, sobbed into his chest. Oli pulled away and looked at you, wiping your tears away.

"You're so beautiful, you're perfect and you're everything I could ever want as a friend and as so much more than that. You mean everything to me. Come here," Oliver pulled you onto the couch and laid you down on top of him. He stroked your purple hair and kissed your forehead.

"Promise me that you won't do it ever again, can you promise me that?" He said to you, you looked up and nodded, tears streaming down your face.

"Tomorrow I want you to throw away every blade you have, every last one of them. Please, don't ever hurt yourself again Y/N, I love you so much." Oli teared up again, squeezing you closer to him. You sobbed and promised him you wouldn't.

He held you like that until you feel asleep in his arms.