Misconception

25: Study Buddy

Clementine's POV

Ryan gets me to the nurse and stays with me the whole time. She checks to make sure my nose is not broken, but after that it's basically a waiting game for my nose to stop bleeding. I'm laying back on the crinkly papered examine table with gauze shoved up my nose. The nurse leaves the room to go grab more supplies and Ryan is just leaning up against the wall. I groan,

"You really don't have to stay with me. This isn't my best moment."

I gesture to my gauze filled nose and my blood covered gym shirt. He chuckles,

"I'm fine where I am."

The nurse comes back in with more gauze and luckily it's stopped bleeding. She writes me a note saying that I can go home early. Ryan and the nurse step outside and are talking as I hop down from the examine table, steadying myself and feeling woozy from the blood loss. Ryan comes back in with a note of his own.

"What's that?"

I ask. 

"Just a note excusing me as well. Come on, I'll take you home."

He says. 

When we get to my house and I start to climb out of his car, he runs around to my side to help me. I assume he's just going to help me to the front door, but he scoops me up and carries me inside.

"Where do you wanna go?"

He asks.

"Up to my room, but I can wal-"

I start to say, but before I can even finish my sentence he carries me upstairs and into my bedroom, gently setting me on my bed.

"Thanks"

I say, leaning down to take my shoes off, but he beats me to it. He gently slides them off and sets them next to my bed. He goes over to my desk and takes a seat in the desk chair as he says,

"I'm gonna stick around to make sure you're okay if you don't mind?"

I shrug off my school uniform blazer as I say,

"That's okay, but you're gonna be bored because I'm just fiiiine."

He just shrugs and spins himself around on my desk chair. I get up and head towards my bathroom, wanting very desperately to wash the drying blood off of my face and neck completely.

When I'm in the shower I accidentally knock one of my bottles of soap off the shelf and it clatters loudly to the floor. My bathroom door bursts open and I shriek and try to cover myself through the glass door of my shower.

"Ryan! Get out!"

I shriek. He covers his eyes and starts backing up towards the door.

"I'm sorry! I heard a crash and I thought you fell!"

He says before fleeing my bathroom, slamming the door behind him. 

When I'm done showering, I take my time dressing and doing my skincare, stalling. I finally muster up the courage to leave my bathroom and face Ryan. When I walk out of the bathroom, I look to see that he has graduated from my desk chair and is now sprawled out on my bed reading one of my novels. He's also lost his school uniform blazer, tie, and shoes, which are draped over my desk chair. When he notices me he starts saying,

"Sorry about th-"

but I cut him off by saying,

"It's fine."

Just wanting the whole awkward encounter behind us. I go over and take a seat at my desk chair.

"What're you reading?"

I ask, changing the subject. He flashes the cover at me as he says,

"Just one of your girly romance novels."

I laugh and turn to my desk, straightening the papers on it as I ask,

"How do you like it?"

"It's alright."

He responds. I lean down and rummage in my backpack, pulling out a textbook to study from.

"What're you doing?"

He asks.

"I was just gonna study for that history test we have soon."

I say. He scooches over on my bed and pats the spot beside him before saying,

"Come do it over here. I should study for that too."

I get up from my desk and walk over to the bed, crawling on it and taking a seat right next to him. I draw my knees up and rest the textbook on them. I point to a section and then turn to look at Ryan before I say,

"I was just gonna start reading here up into the next chapter."

He grabs the book from me and starts reading the section I had pointed to aloud. I follow along in the book as he reads, and settle in more, resting my head on his shoulder. As I do this, he stops reading for a second, but picks up where he left off.

Eventually he finishes reading the section and closes my textbook. I stay sitting with my head leaning against his shoulder, too comfortable to move. Plus, he smells nice. He must think I'm asleep or something because he stays very still. I speak so he knows I'm still awake,

"Thank you for everything today, Ryan..."

"No problem."

He replies.

"Do you want me to move?"

I ask, starting to sit up. His arm wraps around me then and pulls me back to where I was against his shoulder. 

"No"

Is all he says. We lay like this in silence for awhile until eventually I think he must have fallen asleep. I tip my head up to look at his face, but my green eyes are met with his brown ones. Our faces are so close together I can feel his breath caress my cheek. Our eyes search each others for a second and before I know it, his lips are crashing into mine. He pulls me onto his lap so I'm straddling him. I feel his fingers lace into the hair on the back of my head and he gently tugs my head back to expose my neck. He trails his kisses across my jaw and down my neck where he starts to nip and suck at the skin. I can't hold back the moan that escapes me. He's definitely going to leave a hickey, but I don't care because his mouth feels so good.