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"finn, finn, wake u-" the voice was quickly silenced as i aggressively pinned the voice down. shit. i quickly released my hands in embarrassment. "i'm so sorry javi" i said with shame. he seemed a bit frightened but he reassured me it was okay by setting his hand gently on mine. i turned around to face him and just stared into his eyes for a minute.

"sorry for scaring you" he laughed softly, "i just didn't know whether to wake you, it's 12:50pm" i hadn't slept that late in ages, it felt nice. he moved closer to me and put his arm around me, "how do you feel?" he asked comfortingly. oh, yeah. i forgot about last night. i explained it all to him and apologised for randomly showing up to his house. he was shocked and kept asking all these questions but i wasn't annoyed, obviously he had the right to ask. i asked if he had spoke to his dad yet but he said he didn't leave his room because he didn't want to leave me. i smiled as he said that and felt my face starting to heat up a bit. i started to overthink what to tell his dad and we joked about what to say, "oh yeah nice to meet you i'm finn! sorry for showing up to your house covered in blood last night i had a knife up to my throat then got beat up by some guys i live with" i joked.

"what! a knife?" javi exclaimed. i forgot to mention that part, "finn, that's dangerous stuff you need to get out of that all, you aren't like them. if you need a place to stay you can stay here all you need." he spoke. i thanked him and stood up as much as i wanted to stay there's no way i could. he said i could use the shower in his bathroom and he would go down and explain to his dad everything, minus the gang part i hope. i thanked him again. it's crazy how he was a stranger to me this time yesterday. i stood up and walked into his white bathroom, i always wanted an en suite. i leaned over the sink and looked at my bruised face in the mirror. i imagined how worse it would've looked last night. i looked down at the bruises on my ribs, they were definitely broken.

i stepped into the shower and struggled to figure out how to turn it on, it was super fancy. i wrapped a towel around my waist and peered over the door hoping javi was still in his room. he laughed and came in, turning the shower on for me and showing me where everything was in the bathroom if i needed it. javi smiled at me before walking out. his smile was perfect.

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