He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips.
"You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say bo...
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Thursday.
. . .
I just woke up and I can't understand why my two professors and a random man were here, asleep on chairs.
I look to the bedside table and saw a note. I reached for it and groaned out in pain. I immediately looked to them incase I woke them up.
I winced at I sat up. It felt like I have it by a train honestly.
I swung my legs off the bed and immediately regretted it. I whimpered in pain and that got one of them up. The one I didn't know.
"Hey hey, what are you doing?" He asks gently standing up and walking over to me.
"I-I want to brush my teeth and wash my face, please." I whispered a little scared of him.
"Okay, can I help you walk at least, your ankle is sprained?" He asked a small smile on his face.
"O-Okay." I stuttered, he makes me really nervous.
"Come on." He said and lifted me up bridal style making me gasp.
He walked to the bathroom and pushed it open with his leg.
He set me on the counter and looked at me.
"Are you left or right handed?" He questioned looking me intensely that I had to look away from him.
"Right." I whispered.
"Okay so you don't need me to brush your teeth for you, I'll help you wash your hair later and brush it out. And don't worry I know a way we can do it without have to go into the shower." He said, making me sigh in relief.
"I'll leave you alone, just call my name if you need me. Oh and I'm Ronan." He said before closing the door.
I grabbed the extra toothbrush he opened for me that he also put toothpaste on for me and started brushing my teeth and tongue.
Once I was done I placed it down and opened the tap and washed my face with one hand and then cleaned the sink.
Whimpering as I limped to the toilet. After doing my business, I flushed the toilet and washed my hand.
I looked at myself in the mirror and winced. I looked like shit, my hair had dirt in it and was tangled.
Sighing I rubbed my hand down my face in exhaustion.
How am I supposed to go class like this? Will they allow me to do online lectures especially in the first week of classes.
Maybe I can ask dad to come help me out but I don't trust him yet.
"Ronan" I called out and he immediatley came barging in.
"Can you help me wash my hair now?" i ask hoping he won't mind.
