Unkiss me

Chapter 4

(Jaspher's POV)

"Im wide awake, yes! What can i do for you?" My words came hurried and i dont know why i lied because im literally half asleep while walking when i plan to turn off the lights.

"Can i borrow some scissors?" She replied while she was looking at her feet. I noticed she is now wearing her white night gown and a a long grey cardigan. Her bangs were sticking at her forehead because of sweat.

"Yeah, wait for a second" i almost run to the bathroom where i saw the scissors in the bottom drawer yesterday. When i get back to the door, she was fiddling and looking from left and right like she was afraid of something.

"Can i know your name?" I said without thinking. It was just really itching in the back of my mind to know her name. "..so i can ask for you when you didn't bring it back, just in case" i scratch my eyebrows on how awkward i sounded like. Its like i was accusing her that she will never return it, more like a mean kindergarten to his seatmate.

He stare at me right in the eye, her green orbs were so hard to read. She blinks twice and bites inside her cheek and began to slowly look away.

'Do something Jaspher! She's turning away you idiot! My mind shouts at me.

"Here, your welcome and goodnight.. Uhmm goodmorning.. Fu..hmm" i step outside and take her hands and put the scissors in her palms. It was cold and shakey although it was a warm night and the sweat in her face tells otherwise.

She was stunned for a moment but take it surprisingly. "Thanks" she whispered, i barely heard it but i was looking on her lips, thats why.

She began to pace back to room 408 which was parallel to Dale's. She grab the door knob but stops when the lock clicks and looks back at me.

"Valerie, but call me Val". And thats when she entered the room without knowing if i heard it or not.

Off course i heard it loud and clear, like a lullaby in the air. I turn around biting my lips as i struggled to supress a smile creeping in my mouth. I know i look like a fuckin' high school with his first crush but i can't help it. I just can't.

I lay in the matress thinking what would Val be doing in this hour, maybe she's sewing a dress. But that can be done in the morning. And whats with that garbage bag? Was it suppose to be dumped outside? Was she like some kind of a hoarder? I don't really care for any of that matter now because what is important is that i knew her name and there's a big chance i can meet and greet with her again, when she return the scissors, if she plans on returning it.

Author's note:

Hey!its a bit short of an update because i have sore eyes and im kinda in need of inspiration right now. Maybe some readers comments and votes. Every writer needs a reader yanoh..

Btw. Jaspher's smile was on top/side