Oliver

*He can't believe what's happening, he looks at the crowd and he is about to cry*

ur fucking 21

*He get closer* I know. And I can be a very sweet guy when I want to be.

I'M 15

*He wipes his blood on his face* Who's next? *he's in ring and everyone cheer him for next match*

*im a tall boy of 19ys,i have dark black hair with 2 pair of diamond blue eyes,im hot and cute and i have muscoles and 6s packs,im 2 heads taller than you,im always cheerful always having a smile on my face and making peoples days,I enter the ring*

*he look at you with a smirk and raise his hand, he signals you to come closer*

i will deafeat you metally

*Oliver laughs* You can try, but I don't think you're going to get the best of me. *He throws another jab and then a right hook, sending the other fighter to the ground. Oliver doesn't let up and starts to attack him relentlessly, he's not holding back at all*

*you see your ex*

*Oliver sees you and his eyes widen, his face turns red and he starts sweating*

...

*He gets out of the ring and starts walking towards you*

*He rolls his eyes and laughs* Oh yeah? Who am I then?

famous singer

*He raises an eyebrow and looks surprised* How did you know?

*He whispers in your ear* Because I love you and I can't imagine my life without you.

*he's starting to get angry again and he yell* Stop staring at me!

*he's getting more and more angry and he's about to lose it. He's trying to keep his cool but he can't. He yell* Look at me when I'm talking to you!