Kiss & Tell | Nicolandria FF

Part 18 - Olandria

Nerves were jittering all over the place, and Olandria hated the restlessness. The car was driving them right back to the villa, and her stomach was up in knots.

The girls cried like she was about to die, and Olandria had felt so bad. Cierra cried and Olandria had to comfort the girls. Now, she was on her way to the villa—The OPPS—with Cierra's man?

All of this was too messy.

And not only that; she'd have to see Taylor with that Clarke girl. Olandria was irritated, but she didn't feel too worried. At the end of the day, this was Love Island. Taylor was allowed to explore another connection, and still want to come back to her.

She was more concerned about Nic. He didn't let go of her hand the entire car ride, and she shouldn't have liked it. Olandria shouldn't like him. This random change of heart was weird.

He told Bell-a she had nothing to worry about, and then chose Cierra. He had sex with Cierra, and then told her that he was allowed to explore Andreina. He told Olandria he liked her, and then told her they couldn't be together.

Now, he wanted to explore her? Take her seriously?

He was obviously going to choose Cierra if he had the chance, so he might as well have fun now. Nic was a fucking idiot if he thought she was going to fall for it.

It was pretty hard not to, though.

The islanders were already asleep when they came back, so they had to creep around like ninjas. Nic kept tiptoeing like a cartoon burglar, and started singing the tiny piano keys. She snickered, and he shot a fake glare at her, saying "SHHHHH" very loud.

"You're being louder than me!" She whispered back.

"SHHHH!"

Olandria rolled her eyes, trying to fight her grin.

After changing out of her dress and doing her skin care, she found herself back downstairs and entered the bathroom. Nic was there, brushing his teeth. He was shirtless, wearing nothing put pajama shorts. And that's when it hit her that she would have to sleep next to him.

She saw him shirtless all the time. But shirtless in the same bed? Her heart was pounding a little too fast.

Sleeping on Cierra's side of the bed.

Her stomach swooped with guilt. Nothing to be guilty of—Nic was going straight to Cierra, and Olandria was going to be with Taylor.

They entered the bedroom together, and her eyes immediately tracked to her and Taylor's bed. She recognized Taylor's sleeping form, but right next to him.

Someone with long black hair—not even a bonnet?  What the hell? They were so close to each other that Olandria felt her eyes want to burn. He never slept that close to her. Always claimed that he got hot when he slept, and needed space. Didn't even try to cuddle her.

And this girl was on her side of her bed, pressed close to her Taylor.

It was okay. Olandria wouldn't let all the hard work she had with Taylor go to waste. She'd get control of the situation.

Nic got into the bed first, and lifted up the covers. Olandria shifted her attention back to him, and he motioned her over sweetly. She slipped into the bed and he made work to tuck her in.

"All good?" He whispered close to her ear. Electricity shot down her spine at the proximity, the heat of his warm body close to hers.

Don't get used to it.

Olandria needed to control herself around Nic, or else she'd get hurt.

"Mhmm," she hummed and then turned her body towards Taylor's direction. Over the pile of other bodies, she could see Taylor shift in his sleep. She pretended not to notice Nic pause before settling into the bed. And Olandria pretended he wasn't next to her, even when his gentle breathing slowly lulled her to sleep.