But You're The One I Want (A Wesley Stromberg Fanfic)

Chapter 5: Y-You want to share a bed with me?

Summer's POV 

After I ran out of Wes' house and away from that really awkward situation I realised I have no idea where I was. I was lost. Shit. Who do I call? Dad? No. He will kill me for being out by myself so late. Lauren? No. She can't drive on her own yet. Wes? Hell no. Drew? Don't have his number. Well this is just perfect.

I sit on a near by bench to gather my thoughts. I didn't do anything wrong and neither did Drew. Why did Wes get so angry? Was he jealous? No, he can't be. He would have to like me to get jealous. Why did I just get butterflies at the thought of Wes liking me? Do I like him? So many thoughts were running through my head, that was until I was snapped out of my many thoughts by someone's rough voice and their dirty hand on my shoulder.

"Well aren't you are pretty thing?" I was about to let out an ear-shattering scream, but they put their other dirty hand over my mouth to stop me. "Now, now. No one likes a screamer."

I felt a single tear run down my cheek, but my weakness soon stopped and my fighting instinct kicked in. I turned around and punched the guy right in the nose. As he doubled over in pain I leapt off the bench and began running towards the only place I knew in the area. Wesley's house.

It took me like 5 minutes to get there because I had adrenaline pulsing through me and I was running faster than I ever had before. I ran up to Wes' door and banged non-stop until it opened. When he saw me he was really confused. I completely ignored that and just wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in tight. It took him a second to comprehend what was happening but as soon as he did, his arms were around me squeezing me like if he let me go I would disappear. I didn't even realise I was crying until he pulled away slightly, but kept me draped in his arms, so he could look at me and he wiped away me tears.

"Hey, it's okay. You're safe now. What happened?" His voice was so quiet and sincere. I don't know why I ran straight to Wes, other than the fact that is the only place I know in the area, but I'm glad I did. It is so comforting just being in his presence.

"I-I-I.... H-H-He..." I couldn't even complete a full sentence because I collapsed back in to his chest in a fit of sobs.

Wesley shut the door and picked me up. My arms draped over his shoulders, my head in the crook of his neck and my legs wrapped around his torso. He held on to me with one hand on my butt and the other on my back. We entered the lounge room and he sat down on one of the couches but I didn't move from my position, I just straddled his lap.

Wes stroked my hair and mumbled some encouraging words. I tried to get myself together, but I just couldn't. I was just so scared. Nothing had happened to me, but all I could think of was what might've happened. I then heard footsteps coming down the stairs and my entire body clenched with fear. I knew the creepy guy wouldn't be here but I was just so scared and vulnerable at the moment. I think Wes sensed my body tense because he started rubbing my back and saying that it's all okay.

"Shhh... Just relax. It's only Drew." I relaxed as soon as I knew who was coming towards us, I couldn't see them because my face was still buried in the crook of Wes' neck.

"Hey, I heard someone banging at the door --" His voice stopped as soon as he spotted me. I could feel his eyes watching me trying to figure out what was going on. "Summer? Is that you? Are you okay?"

I looked up from Wes' neck and looked at Drew very slowly. My eyes were puffy and red, my face was blotchy and covered in dry tears. I shook my head in response and started to ball out my eyes again. This time I just put my head in my hands, while I was still on Wes' lap straddling him.

Drew ran over to me and wrapped me in his arms. He picked me up off Wesley's lap and put me on his own as he sat down on the couch next to Wes.

"Dude, do you know what happened?" Drew's voice was a low whisper and I could tell his question was aimed at Wes not me.