I wake up in my bed, confused as fuck. What the fuck happened? That has never happened before, not even at my lowest point. Should I be worried? ....nah it probably ain't hat serious.
I sit up in my bed and look around for my phone.
Erm. Where is my phone...?
I quickly get up and shake the sheets, but when I find nothing I look under the bed, and once again, I don't find shit.
It must be at the kitchen table. Fuck.
I get up and walk to the kitchen, feeling like absolute shit. It's whatever I can handle this. I pass the living room while walking to the kitchen table, ignoring all the eyes on me. Shit, are they mad?
"Atlas," I hear Mr. Sterling's voice and stop in my tracks. He walks towards me and raises his hand, I flinch hard. He looks at me, concern and hurt filled his eyes and he pulls me into his warm embrace. Is he hugging me?
I stand there awkwardly, I look at the others and they all look at me with concern. What is this feeling? Why aren't they mad at me? Why are they so concerned? And why is the dude still hugging me? Are hugs supposed to be this long? It's a bit suffocating...I awkwardly pat his back so he can stop hugging me, which he does, but he puts his hands on my shoulders.
"Are you okay!? Why are you up!? Do you know how worried we were? If you had some problems with eating you should've informed me, we could've came up with something to help you become more comfortable with eating, or get you some professional help. You didn't need to keep quiet about it, and the result of that ended with you having a panic attack. Please, Atlas, please communicate with me."
He eventually stops talking and looks at me with those concerned eyes of his. Ugh, why does he always give me that look? I just nod my head and look away, he frowns the tiniest bit and pats my shoulder.
"So uhm...where's my phone?" I ask awkwardly, a few moments of silence pass before I hear cackling laughter. "Haha...hahahahahahahaha!!!" Ryder laughs, he kinda reminds me of a hyena.
"That's what you're worried about!?" He laughs. "Oh my goodness, you're so cute!" Yup. I'm convinced this guy is crazy. His laughter son died down and I speak up one again, "So...do yall know where it is or nah?" I ask, looking at all of them.
I hear a shy voice speak up, "U-uhm...I left it on the kitchen table because I didn't want to go into your room without permission...so it should still be there if you look", Rowan speaks shyly, fiddling with his sleeves as he looks down at his lap. I pat his head unconsciously, "Thanks." I say before walking to the kitchen.
I retrieve my phone from the kitchen table and walk into the living room, catching a glimpse of Rowan's flustered face and Ryder's amused expression. I notice that they're watching a movie and my eyes light up when I recognize it. It's Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone! I love the Harry Potter movies! I hear a soft chuckle, "Would you like to watch it with us?", Mr. Sterling ask softly. I think about it for a second, wouldn't I be intruding? Do they even want me to watch it with them? I look around at the other boys to see what they think, they ask look at me hopefully, especially Rowan.
I guess...one movie with them wouldn't hurt, right?
I take a seat on the large couch next to Rowan, who blushes softly, Mr. Sterling smiles and takes a seat next to Sam. We all watch the movie in (almost) compete silence, who would've thought that Kayden liked to talk during movies, he's actually pretty funny though, I had to hold back a laugh several times.
This isn't so bad, I guess...but I'm going back to normal tomorrow. I don't need these guys. Trust.
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Sterling's Home For Troubled Boys
RomanceAtlas has never been one to follow rules, he comes from a very violent household which rubbed off on him, resulting in his anger and mental issues. When he gets in trouble at school yet again, his parents get tired of him and ship him off to a home...