Trust.
Madison.
I felt sick today! Bad luck I couldn't get out. I need coffee but since I'm too lazy to get up I just keep on snuggling in my bed today. I opened my cellphone and it seems like there's no cool thing happening.
I tried to stand up for a couple of times and finally I've got to get my energy for a couple of seconds. I prepare myself some food and a coffee. I sat at the sofa to watch some news which isn't really interesting so I switch into netflix instead.
I was about to took a bite from my sandwich when my doorbell rang. Who could this be?
Though I am still sick but I manage to get one sharp thing that I could see right next to me."Who's it?" i opened the door
"Ashton. I came to see you since, I haven't received any calls or any texts from you for 2 days already. Wait what's that on your back?" He tries to pull my left hand " A scissor? Really?"
"I thought you we're some killer or something. So what's your point again here?"
"I came to give your notebook already." He passed me some black notebook which was full of drawings not some notes but drawings "I could really admit that you have some talent." He give me some two thumbs up.
"Thanks.Bye."
"What?! Aren't you going to invite me to come in or what?!"
"Why? Look I'm really tired so please?" I tried manage to say all those words. He then looks at me in shocked and holds my head
"You look pale and you're very hot. Are you sure you don't want to get to the hospital?" He then looks at my arms too. "What are those bandages for? Are you hurt really badly that night?"
"Look! I don't need any help, okay? I'm fine." I said and tried to close the door but he put his foot in.
"Nope! You don't seem so fine yourself, okay!?" He let himself inside and sat me in the sofa.
"I don't even know who you really are!? I don't even know where you live or any other information about you?! Why would you even care?"
"Does it even matter? All I'm trying to do is help! So please shut your mouth up cause I'm helping you whether you like it or not!" He said and it actually made me to shut up. I don't know what's with this guy? I never even met him already except for that day at the bar cafe.
"Drink this.'' He gave me some medicine
"Look! I don't need an--" He cut's me off
"Just drink it." He commands and I drank it with water. There is no way I could get with this guy. His phone then rang.
"Hey Mate! Ummm, Yeah! Sorry I couldn't go to practice today. I still need to do some stuffs." He keeps on nodding his head "Yeah! Thank you. I'll be there tomorrow." He then hung up.
He asked.
"Do you want to do something?" I shook my head and he smiled. That's the first time I saw him does that. Due to he always use his poker face. "Okay. Go to sleep now. I'll just wake you up later." He smiled again popping out his dimples.
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You could actually say that Aston is really charming, but in some points his kinda annoying. He's been here all day actually, I didn't notice that it was 7 in the evening actually. Every time my head hurts and sucks he starts to panic and get some things that wasn't even appropriate for my condition.
My Doorbell rang.
"I'll go answer it!" He stands up from the counter chair. I watched him pay for the delivery guy. Maybe he ordered some food. "Sorry I don't know how to cook so I ordered Mcdonalds."
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Late Nights.
Teen FictionI have a mojor writers block so I might update for ages now. Well, no one would be probably reading this so, whatever.