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operationnope · 11 months

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For all the Ozzy girlies🩷🩷 (and those in denial)

Title: Soon

Summary: An embellishment of the terrace scene with MC x Ozzy.

Words: 2,079

I liked this scene, but I wanted a bit more from it. So I thought I’d try my hand at writing a more fleshed out version. This is my first official fanfic so thank you for reading!

And an extra special thanks to @longbobmckenzie for encouraging me and correcting my grammatical errors 🤣♥️

Someone was going home tonight. Vivian mindlessly chewed her lip, lost in thought while her twin sister Amelia prattled on about something. What was she even talking about? After the villa received a text about a girl being dumped from the island, Amelia had pulled her for a chat. But Vivian could only think about one thing, one person - Ozzy.

Ozzy was coupled with Grace, but every time Ozzy and Vivian were alone it was like everyone else just slipped away. It was the little things. The gym session where their eyes met, Ozzy’s smile growing bigger and bigger with each rep. Or the way he gently brushed her hair away from her face to look into her eyes while they chatted in the pool. Vivian knew that he would be loyal to Grace, but she felt something building between them. And if she went home, she would never know what could be.

“I miss the old days. Don’t you?” Amelia asked Vivian, pulling her from her reverie.

She thought a moment before answering. “I like focusing on today. No use looking backwards all the time. Let’s just enjoy the here and now, it’s exciting!”

Her mind wandered back to her own thoughts as her twin continued on a trip down memory lane. Vivian was pretty sure she was safe. The public was voting for the most popular girl, and even if she wasn’t in the top spot, she was almost certain she wasn’t last. But with her fate in the public’s hands, she knew she had to talk to Ozzy before it was too late.

“Vivi? Are you listening??”

“Sorry, what were you saying about prom?”

Amelia shifted uncomfortably and started again. “There’s something I never told you about that night...”

Before Amelia could finish, Ozzy stepped into the room looking a bit frazzled. Vivian’s eyes met his with a look of concern, and a sheepish smile formed on his handsome face.

“Hey Vivian, could I borrow you for a chat?”

She distantly heard Amelia and Ozzy exchange niceties while she stood to follow Ozzy to the roof terrace. They walked to their destination in near silence, the sound of her blood rushing in her ears. Her thoughts began to swirl as she sat down and tried to calm her frantically beating heart. Ozzy took a seat opposite her, clearly just as nervous. Vivian couldn’t help but grin at him and when he grinned back, she could see some of the tension behind his eyes start to fade.

“What’s on your mind, Ozzy?”

“My head’s a bit all over the place, to be honest,” he admitted. “That news of the dumping has rattled me.”

She quietly nodded in agreement as he paused and looked down at his feet, struggling to find the words. The air felt heavy with everything left unsaid between them. She slowly let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding as he finally spoke.

“Don’t get me wrong, if Grace went, I’d be gutted. She’s been my day one in here,” Ozzy continued, his gaze now far off in the distance. “I have so much time for that girl. I just... I don’t like the thought of someone I care about leaving the villa.”

Vivian’s heart sank a little. Was it all in my head? Their private time together, the laughs they shared, the stolen looks- was she the only one feeling this way? All this time she thought it was leading somewhere, but now as Ozzy spoke about his feelings for Grace, a knot began to form in her stomach. Eventually, his eyes turned to her and she panicked, desperate to say something, anything to hide her distress.

She managed to splutter, “You mean Grace?”

Ozzy looked at her, really looked at her, like he was seeing her for the first time. “I think I mean you, Vivian. I just couldn’t take the thought of you leaving here.”

Time stood still. Vivian was almost afraid to respond, to even breathe, as if it would break the spell. Every small moment now bubbled to the surface and she could see the joy, the sadness and the longing written all over his face. The way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the curve of his lips when he gave her a flirty look. It all meant as much to him as it did to her, and any doubts she had were swept away by the warmth she felt staring into his kind hazel eyes.

But the happiness she felt was pushed aside momentarily with a question that she didn’t want to ask but knew she had to.

“What about Grace?”

As Ozzy began to explain why he liked Grace, Vivian tried to keep her expression neutral, pleasant even, while he spoke about her friend. Vivian really liked Grace; she was funny, effortlessly beautiful and always had time for a chat or to dish some goss. It wasn’t hard to understand why Ozzy had stepped forward for her. But with the looming threat of a dumping, Vivian felt her chance with Ozzy slipping through her fingers.

“...Part of me worries it could be becoming more of a friendship vibe.”

Wait, what?!

“And I know we have our flirty banter,” Ozzy went on, a cheeky smile playing on his lips. “Like when you joined me in the pool looking out of this world.” There was a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he recalled the memory and Vivian could feel her cheeks heat. Their bodies had touched fleetingly under the water, the warm feeling of his skin still lingered in her mind.

“I’d just always regret tonight if... If you were dumped and maybe there was something more.”

The way Ozzy looked at her, like she was everything, in that moment she knew what she had to do. She tilted her head and looked up at him from under her long lashes. Then she leaned in, closing the distance between them and he mirrored her movement as if pulled by an imaginary string.

“You might be right there, Ozzy,” she purred, trying to keep her voice even as her heart beat wildly. “We’re in the Love Island villa, after all! We should be open to exploring each other...”

His eyes flitted briefly to her lips. “That’s what I mean,” he said as he swallowed hard. “Exploring sounds like fun...”

Vivian leaned in further, eliminating any distance and uncertainty left between them. She stopped just before their lips touched, her eyes locked with his, and she whispered breathlessly.

“Kiss me, Ozzy.”

His lips met hers, gentle but full of passion. He lifted one hand to the base of her neck, threading his fingers through her long, silky hair. His other hand slid around her waist, pulling her firmly against his sculpted chest. She lightly trailed her fingers up his toned biceps, goose flesh erupting in their wake. Her mouth opened to invite him in and he softly teased her tongue with his, a deep moan sounding from the back of his throat. She melted into him, her supple curves pressed to fit perfectly against his hard body. He affectionately stroked her cheek as he tenderly kissed her one last time, then released her with a sigh.

“As much as I want this...” he said, placing his large hands on her shoulders and putting some distance between them, “I don’t think we should be doing this yet. Not now.”

Vivian knew he was right, but she couldn’t hide her disappointment. She bit her lip and tried to ignore how her body lit up when they kissed. How everything felt so right. But Ozzy was still coupled with Grace. Shit, Grace! She was going to have to be honest with her friend about her feelings for Ozzy, and she could only hope that he would do the same.

She must have looked upset because Ozzy’s eyes were full of heartbreak when he said, “I’m sorry, Vivian.”

She suddenly needed more from him. An explanation, or validation that what she felt was real, that he felt the same way about her.

“I just thought...” she started, but he hurried to reassure her.

“Believe me, I wish I could kiss you right now. But this isn’t respectful to Grace. I promised myself I’d be respectful.”

He reached out and briefly touched her hand - a ghost of a touch, but so full of desire it radiated straight to her core.

“Don’t get me wrong,” he continued. “Your lips feel amazing. And I never expected this connection. You really are out of this world, Vivian. No matter what I do, my head keeps spinning back to you.”

A small smile formed on her kiss-swollen lips and he returned it, his face glowing as the sun crept closer to the horizon. Their connection was real. She felt like laughing and crying, all the possibilities of how the night could go crashing against her like the tide. She couldn’t predict or change the vote, but she knew that Ozzy returned her feelings and it was enough for now.

“You may be a twin, but you really are one of a kind, y’know?” Ozzy softly chuckled, and she knew it was because of the shit-eating-grin now plastered on her face. A face she shared with her sister, but he only saw her- not a twin, not half of a whole. Ozzy saw Vivian for who she was and that made her fall for him even more.

“And I won’t be forgetting those lips anytime soon,” he added with a wink.

She giggled, “You better not!”

They both stood to leave the privacy of the terrace. Vivian knew they were pushing their luck up there. After all, Grace had already pointed out on day one that it was a prime location for sneaky kisses. She took a step towards the door but Ozzy reached for her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I hope we get another chance like this soon. You’re very hard to forget, Vivian.” As he let go of her hand, the terrace door swung open.

“You guys?! What are you two doing up here?”

Grace wandered out onto the terrace, sidling up next to her partner. Her eyes clocked Vivian and Ozzy while she waited for an answer. Ozzy was silent, trying to look anywhere but directly at Vivian. The awkwardness was stifling, but she managed to look at Grace and gave her a small smile. Grace continued with her inquiry, now firmly directed at Ozzy, and he stammered out some excuse.

“We were... we just had a chat,” he finally managed to say.

Vivian almost laughed. We chatted, we kissed... you know, the usual. But it was far from the usual. The feeling of his lips, the heat from his body- as those unbidden thoughts flooded her mind, she fought the flush beginning to creep up her neck.

Grace’s eyes narrowed slightly. “About what?”

Before her line of questioning could go any further, a text notification rang out. Vivian quickly grabbed her phone and checked the message.

“I’ve got a text!” she called down to the other islanders. “It’s a Couples Quiz!”

As she read the rest of the text aloud, in her periphery she could see Grace and Ozzy share a troubled look. The discomfort now emanating from the pair was almost unbearable, but Vivian soldiered on until the last hashtag was read out. The other islanders raced to the challenge platform while the three of them stood in awkward silence.

“Guessing we should head over then,” Grace suggested, trying and failing to muster a cheerful tone.

Ozzy started to usher her towards the door. “Let’s go,” he replied absentmindedly.

Vivian waited a beat before she followed. She thought a bit of space would dull the longing she felt as she watched Ozzy walk away from her. She thought she had it bad before, but now that they had kissed, not a challenge kiss but a proper one, she knew she could never go back. She wanted to call out to him, grab him, make him stay on the terrace with her forever, but he just kept walking.

Then just as Grace disappeared through the door, he turned back. He turned back to look at her- his eyes so full of yearning and tinged with sadness that it took her breath away. It was a look to say:

“Have patience.”

A look to say:

“I’m yours.”

A look to say:

“Soon.”

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