#Aliver

Chapter 3:

The next thing I know I’m waking up in a… bed. I presume it’s a bed. It’s not very comfortable and I really want to vomit. I try sitting up, but my head really hurts so I slump back down.

“ Ow.” The pain is intense and I really just want to go to sleep.

“ You’re awake.” Somebody says next to me. I turn my head so fast I think I got whiplash. Sitting next to me is Adam… ADAM!!! I think I feel the darkness calling me again… ‘ hello… I’m dreaming right… no… well’.

The next time I wake up because a nurse wanted me to take some painkillers. I accept them graciously. I take them and lie back down. I turn my head and find the seat that was once occupied empty. I sigh, another missed chance. At least that’s what I told myself until there was a sudden flushing sound. A carefree Adam walks out and smiles at me. I think I’m in heaven...

“ You’re awake for real this time.” he says simply. I try to nod, but it hurts. “ Take it easy try not to move your head too much. You took quite the fall.”

“ Really?” I don’t really remember anything after the text. Just remembering the text makes me groan. Thankfully, Adam just takes it as a groan of pain

“ Yeah you just fainted, and hit your head on the desk when you fell out of your seat.”

“ That explains why my head hurts.” I confirm. I’m actually talking to Adam. This could be partially because the painkillers work fast and I feel a bit loopy.

“ Yeah, I volunteered to bring you to the nurse.”

“ Oh.” Really OH! He carried me all the way here ( *squeal*). I really need to snap out of it if this is one of my fantasies. I tend to daydream about Adam a lot. I could be in class right now and this is all a dream. I really don’t think this is a dream, if the pain is anything to by. “ Thanks really.” I finally say. He probably thinks I’m awkward ( I am).

“ It’s ok, I couldn’t just leave you there I was worried.” He was worried about me ( *smiles stupidly*). “ I would have done it for anybody.” ( *bubble bursts*) Great just great.

“ Well thanks again.” The nurse comes back in a few moments later. She says that I’m free to leave so I stand and make my way out the door. I’ve only made it a few steps before someone is stopping me.

“ Hey can I walk you to your dorm, I wouldn’t want you getting lost in case you’re disoriented. I grin at his chivalry. I agree and we begin walking there. “ So can I like know your name? I feel bad that I don’t already know it.” I tell him and he smiles. “ It’s nice to meet you Oliver, I’m Adam.” ‘Oh trust me I know’, I almost say. Of course I hold back. “ So um what are you like a sophomore, junior?” he inquires.

“ I’m a sophomore.”

“ Really? Wow I would have thought you were a junior, I’m a junior by the way.”

“ That’s nice to know and yeah people always tell me I look older than I am”

“ Well you do.” Conversation flows for a while before silence settles. It’s comfortable, but I’m dying to say something. Soon we arrive to my building. We walk up the familiar set of stairs. I stop at my door and turn to him. I want to stay in this moment forever. I would kill to stay in this moment forever. He’s just looking at me with concern and sincerity. It would be the perfect moment for the night to end with a goodnight kiss. Of course the world is against me and Alissa decides toopen the dorm door.

“ My God Olly, I almost died. When I heard I came rushing over hoping to find you but-” She takes this moment to notice I’m not alone. “ Oh hello.” she smiles sweetly,, before she turns back to me. “ Olly could we talk, like Now!” I really don’t want to leave Adam, but alas it had to happen right.

“ Thanks Adam, I appreciate you walking me here.” I turn to leave but he stops me by placing his hand on my shoulder.

“ Hey could I maybe have your number, to like check up on you and stuff.” Am I in heaven now. I’m too stunned to respond so I stare dumbly at him.

“ His number is…” Alissa writes as she speaks. She hands him the paper and pulls me in. “ It was nice meeting you. Bye!”

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I tell her everything. She practically screams She’s so excited for me. She’s glad I’m talking to him. I am too, but who’s to say was just a one time thing?

“ Alissa I’m glad we talked I really am, but I really don’t think we’ll ever talk again. He was just being nice today.”

“ Olly he has your number I think he wants to talk to you.” She says, rolling her eyes.

“ Yea he does have it, but he won’t use it.”

“ How do you know?”

“ Because what reason would he have to call?”

“ I don’t know, but considering the heart eyes he was giving you, I’d say he wants to talk to you.” Wait did she just say heart eyes?

“ I’m sorry, I think we had some miscommunication. Did you just insinuate that he might be attracted to me?”

“ Well yeah. I’m serious, he was eyeing you up.” I’m not really following what she is saying. I mean he couldn’t have been checking me out could he. I mean he did seem to be staring from time to time, but I assumed it was because he was concerned.

“ Alissa I just don’t know, what you’re saying sounds to good to be true.”

“ But it is true, just wait, he’ll come around.” She smirks. Her face is to smug so I throw a pillow at her. “ Hey now don’t go starting a pillow fight.” I smack her with one anyway.

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The next day, I walk into art history to a surprise. Sitting by the door is Adam. He’s talking to some friends, but when he sees me walk in he waves goodbye and they walk away. Stupid fate, you decide now to be playing in my favor. I run a hand through my hair to slightly fix it. I was in a rush this morning. I probably look horrid. I’m wearing old sweats and a shirt I just made sure didn’t smell. Now thinking about it, it did smell a bit like fish. I don’t even remember eating fish. Do I sweat fish oil? God I probably stink.

“ Hey Oliver, you feeling better?” He asks, concern evident in his voice.

“ Yeah, I think so. I mean I made it to class right?” I inwardly face palm. I really need to work on my social skills. Thankfully, he just smiles. It looked like he was going to say something else, except, the teacher clambers in. Once again, the world really hates me. He siles before he makes his way over to his usual seat. I sit down too and wonder if maybe the world could stop being cruel and let me leave. I decide that this won’t get me down. I pull out a muffin for my breakfast. I think I might have upset the universe because next thing I know my muffin ends up on the ground and rolling away. Life sucks.