My Boyfriend's(?) Roommate

Chapter 21: Falling over for Caspar

Looking down at Caspar on the floor, I was both flustered and confused. I thought he thought I left him that night in the club, so he didn't call back! Enough about that Caspar was still on the floor!

I quickly grabbed onto Caspar's hand, attempting to help him up, but it looked like he had injured something, as when he tried to stand up, his ankle twisted and he fell down, taking me with him. I landed with a oomph, head first onto Caspar's chest. His shoulders were so broad, and you could see his pecs through his shirt. I was dazzled, so I kept staring intensely. When I looked up, Caspar was looking down at me with the same amount of intensity in his stare. It seemed we had both caught each other starting when our eyes met.

Immediately we both got up and straighten ourselves up. As I brushed down my hair and straightened my clothes I noticed my attire. My kawaii dinosaur onesie. What have I done! I was just caught staring like a perv in a dinosaur onesie, in front of Caspar, the guy I'd never thought I'd see again.

"Uh. I'm sorry... I-I didn't mean to push you! I fell onto you as well! Sorry!" I couldn't do anything but apologize and hide my embarrassment in my hands.

Caspar stood up and, he looked down, seeming upset and quickly handed me my purse from that night at the club.

"I would have returned it earlier, but I didn't really know what to say umm...Your address was on your phone..I didn't mean to go through it..I just wanted to return it...I've done it..so I'll be off!"

Before I could register what just happened he started to walk away, limping in the process, but when he started to run, he fell over.

"Caspar! Are you okay!?!" Panic in my voice I went over to help Caspar up

"I think it's twisted." He went down to touch his ankle, but quickly retracted his hand when he felt pain "Ouch!" He cried out wincing at the pain

Without a second thought I wrapped Caspar's arm around my shoulder and slowly made my way back into the apartment. I laid Caspar down on the couch and quickly put a pillow under his ankle. I remembered something about keeping it elevated, from that time I fell over running from running away from weird guys who wanted to take off my glasses, back in high school.

I dug through the fridge for something frozen, I managed to find some frozen microwave chips. I put the bag onto Caspar's elevated ankle and held it there for a while, before I spotted Caspar staring at me, most likely because I'd kidnapped him into my house to put chips on his ankle. I had to do something to lighten the mood. This was turning out to be like the start of our first encounter.

"Umm..Thank you! For the purse! I didn't expect to ever see it again! Or you for that matter. But I'm really glad you're here."

"You're glad to see me?" He asked sounding genuinely shocked

"Of course! See my friend she dragged me out of the club because she really needed to leave, and I couldn't tell you because I you were still peeing, and then I left my purse and my phone, so I couldn't contact you, I'm really sor-"

"Don't aplogise, you don't have to explain yourself. I'm sorry I didn't return your purse sooner. I honestly thought you ran away, so you wouldn't have to see me again. It was me being insecure, I should have known you weren't like that, you're so nice, I'm really sor-"

A large smile had slowly been forming as Caspar continued to ramble. Hehe we were doing the same thing. Perfect fit much? Haha no I'm getting ahead of myself. I bent down to cut Caspar off with a soft kiss on his cheek.

"You're beautiful you know? I didn't get a chance to tell you that before."

I blushed "Even with my puffy eyes and red nose?"

He smiled "I think it's cute, you look like a beautiful Rudolph." He lightly tapped my nose. "Hey, do you want to talk about it?"

"No, don't worry! It's nothing."

I only wish my voice sounded more convincing. Caspar's looked really concerned and worried. This only reminded me off how it really wasn't nothing. It was the reason I'd spent the whole of today and yesterday night crying. But how could I tell Caspar about another guy who broke my heart twice, once only minutes before he turned up. I could only let the tears trail down my cheek, hiding my ugly cry face in Caspar's shoulder, while he held me close and rubbed circles along my back.