Midnight Rendezvous: A SandRay Story

Chapter 3: Unexpected Results

Sand's POV

All through the night we fucked like there's no tomorrow, we'll there isn't really. That's what one night stands are.

We did it in the bed a couple more times, in the sofa, in the kitchen counter and eventually in the shower before we laid down back on the bed too exhausted to care that we were not supposed to be sleeping- the real sleeping that is - together.

I woke up with a start and upon looking at the bedside table I noticed it's already 20 minutes past 7am. I have classes at 10am, so I slowly walked around gathering my clothes and silently slipped out of there taking care not to wake Ray in the process.

I went back to the bar parking lot where I left my motorcycle and drove back to my dorm room.

All throughout the drive back, I chastised myself. No one night stands sleeps together in one bed after and wakes up limbs entangled together as what we were doing when I woke up today. I should have left last night. I was just too exhausted. Well, too late for that, I just shrugged it off and went about my preparations for the day.

Ray's POV

I woke up with a start and realizing the unfamiliar surroundings, quickly remembered what happened last night. A smile found its way into my lips and I glanced at the bedside clock. A few minutes past 10 am.

Not finding Sand beside me as I expected, I slowly got up to check if he was in the bathroom but there's no one in there.Sand left without so much as adios? That rubbed me the wrong way because normally, after sex, I'd be the one hightailing it out of there. I don't do sleepovers. Normally, it would be the other party who would act all clingy and try to convince me to stay. He sure is different.

So why did I manage to sleep beside Sand, and comfortably at that, judging from me just waking up at this time. It could be just because I was exhausted, after all I've never done it as many times before as I have done it with Sand last night. I smirked.. that guy is a complete devil in bed. Who would have known that with that nerdy persona he has at the university.

I went back to my car and eventually drove home.  Spent the whole day at home lazing in bed, as I'm feeling sore in places I've never been sore before. My mind keeps going back to Sand and I'm already looking forward to seeing him again which is really unlike me. Every one night stands in my past are just that, no exceptions. I never think about them again after the deed. Some of them I don't even say hi to when I see them in the university. I just pretend I don't know them. I'm racking my brains now thinking what's so different with Sand from the rest that he has occupied my thoughts all through the day and night.

The next day, I walked into the class with Mew and Cheum by my side. Boston is late again like he always is, especially if he hooked up with someone the previous night. My gaze landed on a lone person sitting in the middle, reading a book. He didn't even look up like the rest of the class when we came in. He was preoccupied like he always is at school.

Mew was surprised to find me sauntering towards the middle of the class, when we always sit in the front part because we hate it when people attempt to strike conversations with us. He raised his eyebrows in surprise but followed me anyway. I sat beside Sand who stiffened in his seat when I touched his arm and said Hi.

He clearly wasn't expecting me to talk to him in class as evident by the startled look in those beautiful round eyes.

Cheum said hi to him and so did Mew, to which he just solemnly nodded and went back to reading his book.

I tried to start conversations with him to which he answers in monosyllables, clearly not wanting to engage me further. I eventually stopped my attempts when the professor came and we all focused in class. I was of course stealing glances at Sand as he appears too focused on the lecture.

It irks me to think that I was too insignificant to him and that he just clearly doesn't care since he is blatantly ignoring me. Pretty sure my face is saying a lot of things because Cheum and Mew are throwing me confused looks all throughout the two hour lecture. Add in the strange looks from our other classmates who has never seen me talk to anyone before. They must be crafting whatever kind of gossip they can think of as they see me attempting to catch Sand's interest, unsuccessfully at that.

When the classes ended, Sand immediately gathered his things wanting to exit the room as soon as possible. I reached out my hand to stop him and he looked at me with that perpetually startled gaze of his. Like a deer caught in the headlight.

"Sand, do you want to join us for lunch?" I asked.

"No thanks, I'm actually in a hurry. I have to finish an assignment before I go to work" he answers.

I followed him out of the room, with Mew and Cheum trailing behind me.

"Why did you not wake me up when you left?" I asked again.

He looked at me confused and blurted "Was I supposed to?. Listen Ray, just because we had a fun night doesn't mean you owe it to me to be nice. We never really talked or hung out before, I'm okay with it being the same. I know you like it that way too, so just because we are classmates, you don't have to go out of your way to be nice to me. I'm okay, really. Treat me like you treat everyone else. I won't hate you because I know that's just how it's supposed to. I better go now. I'll be late. Bye".

I couldn't believe my ears, that I was froze on the spot I was standing on, until Cheum approached me and dragged me towards Mew and Boston- who had apparently just arrived in time to witness my humiliation. What was that? I've never been ditched like that. Shit.

On top of that, now my best friends are waiting for me to explain what exactly is going on. They've never seen me voluntarily approach anyone in the 4 years we've been here at the university or even since we all have known each other since middle school. Worst, they've never seen me being shut down that hard ever that it was almost comical if I wasn't so embarrassed and fuming at the laughter I hear from Boston.

Still flabbergasted, I just said nothing while my mind reels at the thought of what Sand pulled over me. How dare he!