When We Collided

Chapter 11 - Forehead Kisses

Alison's POV

I woke to screaming. I sat up worried and glanced over at Adrian. He had his head buried in his hands and his whole body was shaking.

"Stop. Please stop." He pleaded as tears came out of his eyes.

He was having a nightmare. And it looked like a very very intense one. I was in shock. I could see beads of sweat shining from his forehead, slowly dripping off his chin and onto his hands.

"Adrian!"

He didn't respond and kept shaking, trapped in his nightmares.

I shook him the second time, and still nothing.

The bed was shaking from the amount of movement coming from his body and he was now curled up like a ball.

"No. I won't do it again. Please stop it" He whimpered.

What was happening in his dream?

I didn't know what to do anymore so I just pinched him. Really hard.

Straight away, Adrian jolted upright and opened his eyes. He looked over at me, then at the window.

"Why are you awake? It's still dark outside." He said, his voice hoarse.

I think I just had a panic attack. I could easily identify his accent and his voice was all raspy and beautiful. I needed to wake up to that every day.

"Ali?" He repeated himself when I didn't reply.

"Oh, um you were having a nightmare?" I said quietly.

He ran his fingers through his messed up hair and sighed.

"I'm sorry Ali. I shouldn't have put you through that." He looked away embarrassed.

"No, it's okay." I assured him. I moved closer to him and put my hand in his. "Are you okay? You were screaming and I got worried."

He tried to crack a smile but I could tell that it was forced.

"Honestly, I'm fine."

"How often do you get nightmares?" I asked.

"Trust me, they're rare. I have a few every couple of months, it's nothing to worry about." I nodded and he took that as a sign to go back to sleep. "Come on, we have a few more hours of sleep."

I shuffled over to his side and laid my head on his chest. I tried to go back to sleep but found myself wide awake. I looked up at Adrian, who was softly snoring.

I smiled to myself and began to think about him. We kissed yesterday. Did that mean he liked me? People who kiss like each other right? I mean, you don't just kiss your friends. Just the thought of it made my stomach churn. Adrian Black likes me. And I like him. That makes everything perfect.

But I couldn't help think about his nightmares. It's definitely not his first one. He was screaming for someone to stop. Who? And why? Did it have anything to do with the fact that he ran away? What was he running away from? This just lead me to more and more questions. I swear Adrian would be the death of me.

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"Why is everyone staring?" I whispered to Adrian as we walked into school.

"I think it's about James. You know how fast news flies around school." He replied.

I almost forgot about that. Obviously the school would find out, I mean he was the most popular guy in Eastlake. But did they know what he did to me? I certainly don't want anyone else to know. What if everyone found out? Everyone would stir up rumours.