Save me, please. -A Salvis Fanfiction

Going crazy

Travis' Pov
Sally helped me walking upstairs into his apartment. His dad wasn't home, like he said before. I couldn't really get a look at his apartment since i was busy with walking and not collapsing but it smelled clean and like vanilla.

He brought me into his bathroom and then went getting his first aid kit to treat me. Now I'm sitting here, waiting for him to return. I look around. The bathroom is clean and simple. It's mainly white and there are a few pill bottles standing at the sink. I don't recognize them but I suppose they are for his dad.

Suddenly I hear someone coming through the door and I turn my head to look at it. It was an orange cat that started to meow at me as soon as it saw me. It sits down next to me and looks at me with smart eyes, almost like it knows that I'm in pain. I lift my hand, trying not to grunt in pain because I don't wanna scare it and start to pet it's head. I can hear it purring and I start to smile. I didn't know Sally had a cat.

In this moment, the door opens again and Sally walks in. He has a first aid kit and some pills in his hand.

"Oh, seems like you already met Gizmo, dude. He sometimes does funny stuff so don't get weirded out." I can see that he's smiling because of the way his eyes are looking.

"Gizmo? That's a nice name." I try to give his smile back but I probably just look scary because of my bruised face.

"Yeah. Take these, they are painkillers. It will make existing a bit more comfortable for you." He hands me the pills and puts down the first aid kit.
"Wait, I'll get a glass of water." he says and then quickly leaves the bathroom until he returns with a glass of water.

"Thank you, Sally." I mumble and take one of the painkillers. He freezes when I call him Sally but quickly acts like nothing happened and keeps taking out bandages. I realize that Sally isn't actually his name. His actual name is Sal, and I actually know that I just got used to calling him Sally because I- well bullied him. Hah.

"Sal..." I say, trying to correct myself. Now he turns around to me and gives me a smile. Our eyes lock while that and I feel butterflies in my tummy so I quickly break the eye contact.

The conversation with the dude in the cafeteria comes into my mind again and the butterflies quickly turn into a sick feeling.

"Uh okay, dude, I'll now first try to clean this shit, okay? It will burn a lot, so get ready." Sally- uh Sal announces and pours alcohol on a cotton ball.

"It's alright. Just get this over with." I get ready for the coming pain and sit straight up. Sal suddenly comes painfully close, almost closer than earlier when he caught me from falling. I can now smell his scent, his collar is in front of my face and he's bowing over me. He smells sweet and like vanilla. The smell makes my head spin and I try to stay calm as my breath goes faster.

"Be careful..." Sal whispers and goes over my eye with the cotton ball. His voice gives me chills and my face starts to heat up. Then I feel a stinging pain at my eye, causing me to sharply suck in the air between my teeth.

He flinches back a little, giving me more room to breath.

"I'm sorry, dude. Is it okay?" he asks me, a worried look in his eyes.

I just nod and try to take a deep breath. My hearts racing, but not because of the pain. Shit, why is my body reacting this much? He didn't even touch me. He probably also realized. I wanna die of embarrassment.

"Okay..." he slowly comes closer again and now he softly lifts up my chin. His fingers feel warm and soft against my skin and my heart starts racing even more.