Gun and the rose

Ethan

I did not want to talk to this person or anyone. I want to get to work, ignore everybody, and fade away. Dropping my wallet was the stupidest thing I could have done.

Seeing this guy in front of me in his gray, red suit. His annoying blue eyes, skin like mine, wavy brown hair tied into a ponytail, natural lips lite pink
, a very visible jawline and chin curved in with facial hair growing in two weeks.

What was I thinking, letting him stay at my place? I don't care about his sad story that I forgot. I guess I still have something left in me. After he helps me with the trash, we go in. He sits there while I clean the place up. There are a lot of people coming in today. I get overwhelmed trying to regain my breathing in the bathroom. Karen keeps yelling at me. I try to ignore it sometimes; I can't.

Eight hours in, I go home from my shift, and Liam follows me.
What is he doing behind? So annoying? He finally runs up to me, walking near me.
"thank you again. I will repay you some time."
Don't care, shut up, keep walking, Liam. We are almost there. I've reached my apartment and am just about to open the door.
Oh my God, I only have a bed. Kill me, please; I think it myself. I open the door embracing a new hell. White walls, black curtains, three pairs of clothing, and one pair of shoes are all that I have. I'm bland, boring, nothing extraordinary; as I think that, memories come flooding back, and I have to sit on the bed trying to breathe again.
"Are you ok? Need something"
Why is this man still here? Oh, that's right,t I invited him for some reason.
I nod, and he sits in the bed beside me, thumps thump, it's getting faster, trying to ignore it, looking away.
"where should I sleep."
why did I put myself in this situation-thinking of an explanation. Bed or floor, I'm not that cruel to make him sleep on the floor.
"bed, just you know."
Barely getting those words out, he looks at me with a dumb look. He's confused, great. I nod to him, pointing to the bed. "
"Well, thank you, and I promise I will pay you back once I'm back working."
Whatever, man, just shut up. You're still loud as hell. Five hours in, he's in the bathroom, and I'm making diner noodles from the dollar tree. After I finish, I sit on the bed and eat; I make him a cup as well as it's sitting on the counter. Liam walks out with nothing but a towel around his waist. Thankfully I didn't choke. I was barely looking, to begin with. He's so irritating with his big hairy chest.
"I forgot, I have no clothes. Is it all right if I borrow yours."
I point to the pile of clothes; he looks at them, and his eyebrows go up.
He walks over to the pile, bends down, and sees what's there. A pair of black shorts and a grey tank top. He goes back into the bathroom and changes into them. After eating, I lay down and pulled over my blanket; he walked out of the bathroom with my clothes on and walked over, and climbed into bed. Laying on my side, I hear him breathing. I try to ignore it. I lean over on my other side, facing him. He's lying flat on his back, looking up and seeing the ceiling. I try to speak to him
"shh"
He looks at me and smiles
"Sorry, this is pretty weird for me you?
I ignore him and close my eyes to try to fall asleep. The