"Ugh. Tell me about it." Oliver still had no idea what had came over him in that room. Course, he'd found J-S attractive but the whole thing had been so unlike him. Even Lyd had been surprised at his behaviour, and she was the only person he'd told. Oliver had just chalked the whole thing up to stress and everything that had happened, like J-S had said at the time.
"My Mum'd have loved me to be deported," he commented. "The Government could save her nagging me to come home." It was becoming really hard to concentrate on much with the hand moving slowly up his leg, and in the end Oliver used his free hand to quickly cover J-S's before they moved into dangerous territory. He quirked an eyebrow in the dark haired boys direction, a smirk curling the corner of his mouth.
"You trying to seduce me? Cos you're making it hard to concentrate on..." He waved a hand vaguely at the TV. "... blanket man."