Your Hold On Me

Chapter three

He came back with my milkshake, and I realized that he took longer than he should have.

“What took you so long?”

“If you want me to be honest…” as he said sitting back down, “I saw you trying to make yourself look better and I didn’t want to ruin anything… so I just watched.”

I put my hand over my mouth and put my forehead on the table in front of me. 

“Sorry… your hair looked fine before I don't even know why you change it 

I picked my forehead up and put my elbows on the table and held my head up with my hand.

“Now your hair is covering your face.”

I leaned back and put my hair up back in a, better, bun and left two out in the front

He smiled, his smile made his lips look small. He looked down and looked back up at me with my head back on my hand.

“Please, eat your food, I’ve kept you away from it for too long.”

“I’m actually really not hungry.”

I forgot that I was going to fast again and seeing my face in the reflection of my phone reminded me in a harsh way. 

“I hope it's not because of me…”

“It's not I just not really hungry anymore”

He squinted his eyes and put his knuckles on his mouth 

I looked down and back up at the strawberry milk. I took the strawberry milk and drank just a little bit and turned the bottle and looked at the nutrition facts.

“Eat your food.”

He still had his knuckles over his mouth and he looked me right in my eyes and I felt like I was being compelled to do as he told me.

“Im really ok I-”

“Please don't make me have to ask you again .”

I was so compelled to eat the sandwich, the first time he told me I was willing to do it, but I didn't. But I wanted to, but I also wanted him to say it again, to order me to do it again. I was about to ask why but I remember that he said not to make him ask again, I wanted him to but I know that he probably didn't have anything to say but accept that I wasn't going to listen. 

I smiled 

I took the sandwich and he took the book and we both opened our items. 

“Good night moon.” he said. 

He started reading the book to me while I was eating. My eyes flew around his body. I looked at his neck, his outfit, his lips, his hands. Because he was holding the book I could see the veins in his hands. I looked back at him and caught him staring at me. 

“The store is about to close.” he said

He got up and made his way to my side of the table. He reached his hand out like he was offering me to dance. I didn't want to take his hand so fast, not because I didn't want to, but because of the fear that if I took his hand too fast I would look desperate. I took his hand and I lifted up. 

“Here I'm going to put this away ok.”

He held up the Goodnight Moon book and left me at the table. I made my way to the exit, threw out my sandwich rapper and waited for him to come back.

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I tend to tell people a lot about myself. When I feel comfortable around a person I get real talkative. I hate it but it's something about myself that I never notice until after I've already told this person my whole life story. The messed up part is that the person I tell these details to never stay in my life for too long, it's like it never meant anything. So there I was telling this man I've never met before everything I know about myself. I went on to say how I moved here from Pennsylvania, how I'm going to UCLA and that I got an apartment. 

“I stayed out too long,'' I said, “I'm supposed to be meeting some of the other roommates.”

“How many are there?”

“5 other people I don't know anything about them, I don't even know what they look like.”

I told him how I'm majoring in psychology and minoring in business. 

“I have a passion to be a cognitive psychologist.”

“Mhhm.”

I had no idea where I was going, I had been walking around randomly before. I wanted to take out google maps but I didnt want to look dumb so I just followed him. 

“I have a lot of dreams, I want to be an actress.”

He didn't say anything, he just looked at me while we were walking, he didn't look at anything else. He didn't look in front of him, or at the people walking by, only at me.

“You know... I don't know where I'm going.”

“You live near the UCLA campus right?”

“Yeah.”

“Well that's where we're going.”

“Do you go to UCLA?”

“... I do”

My eyes lit up, I think he noticed because his head fell and I got a glimpse of his smile again. I was glad that I would be able to see him again without asking for it.

“What do you major in?”

“Umm….”

“What… is it embarrassing?”

“No... I mean… I major in computer science.”

“Really that's great!”

“Thanks.”

“Why didn't you want to tell me.”

“I don't know…”

“Ok well I know where I am now… you don't have to walk with me anymore.”

“It's late I’m not gonna let you walk alone.”

“...ok.”

“Tell me more about your dreams.”

He was following me now. I was glad that he wanted to stay, it's better to walk with someone then walk alone even if it wasn't dark.

 We approached my apartment complex and I turned to face him, my back to the door.

“Ok well I just met you and you're not gonna see what apartment I live in so thank you for your company.”

“Hopefully I see you again.”

“Well we go to the same college so I'm sure we will.”

He smiled

I put my hand up without waving, turned around and went inside my apartment complex. I looked over my shoulder and saw he was still there, eyeing me down, I didn't know why he was still staring at me but I became really self conscious, I felt like I was about to trip. I got onto the elevator and left him there in the dark.

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