met him in the laundry

didnt we ''just'' met?

tw: alchol/ism, drugs , abuse, sa

Elliot's POV

It's currently 9am and i've been looking at y/n for 8h.It's the only thing i can do right now to be honest.
I can't fall asleep.
Fez was threatening me to watch out for her.
But the most important thing is i'm fucking scared.
Is it my fault tho? I should've called an ambulance or at least ask for help
from someone who isn't a drug dealer and a 15 year old child. I go back staring at her trying not to imagine the worst.

y/n's POV:

I open my eyes and feel a hand on my cheek.

''where- where am i?''

I slowly turn my head and i groan because my head is hurting extremely bad, suddenly i open my eyes wide because i see a person lying next to me.

''what the fuck?''

''elliot??'', i say confused,
when my eyes are finally able to focus on the person that i'm lying next to. In a bed??

''jesus christ you're not dead''

He sounds very relieved and he lets out a deep breath.

''why am i here- and why am i-''

'' I'll explain, but first you gotta tell me what was wrong with you last night?!''

''Elliot, first you gotta tell me what the fuck happened last night??''

I gotta say...i remember something, not everything, but I definitely would have an answer to his question.
I don't wanna worry him so i stay quiet for now.

''So basically first you came to me like super drunk, then you were gone and i mean not gone as you walking away i mean gone as you falling on my lap.
I wanst able to wake you up.''

He lifted his eyebrows and looked at me.

''aaaand...how did i end up in ur bed??''

'' I actually wanted to call an ambulance-''

I open my eyes wide and look at him.
Please tell me he didn't call a fucking ambulance. Dear god...

''but your ''best friend'' Fez showed up and told me not to, so he and his brother gave me the mission to take care of you for the night.''

Fez is a god damn hero i don't even wanna imagine what would've happened if he called an ambulance and then my parents probably.
Lets just say I wouldn't be talking right now.

I put my hand on my face and take a deep breath.

'' Thank you...like genuinely thank you so much''

He smiles a little bit and looks at my arm.

''Sure''

I rub my eyes while i'm trying to comprehend everything he just said.

Suddenly i feel his lips ...touching my lips.

At first I didn't realize what was going on and i quickly turned away from him squinting my eyes in confusion and...
regret?

'' shit shit  y/n I didnt want to-''

I look down at my hands trying to realize what just happened but i can't let a word out of my mouth. It's like i froze and someone is holding a hand against my mouth.
I slowly take my phone, look at the door and say:

''I gotta go...Fez is gonna be worried.''

I rapidly run out of his room and out of this house.
I know this street, Fezs house is not far away so i run straightforward across the empty streets of new years morning.

Elliot's POV
FUCK FUCK FUCK
I fucked up
I fucked up really really bad.
Why did i do this?
In not proud for snorting that line when she was asleep but i didn't know it would lead me to do THIS.
I lay down on my bed, light up a joint and look at the ceiling. When was the last time that I did something so unthought like this? The weirdest thing about that whole situation is, that i actually don't regret it, at all. To be honest that was the first time in months when i felt ...safe?
She actually made me feel so safe, which is very weird because that was one of the most uncomfortable situations i was in last year. But in fact she reminded me, that there are still people that it's worth living for.
Right now she was that person for me, so it just made me even more depressed that she probably hates me for life now.