~truth or lie~ (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 2

It was all dark, I didn't know how to breathe, move, hear or even talk. It felt like I was paralysed, in a coma. I finally got all my senses back after what felt like hours but in reality it was only seconds.

"Hey, you ok?" I heard a deep voice ask me gently as soon as I opened my eyes.

"Who are you?" I whisper groggily, most likely from lack of water.

"I'm Xavier," the deep voice answered. "Who are you?"

"Noah... where am I?" I again whisper, my voice still groggy from lack of water. "And can I get some water? My throats killing me."

"Shit sorry I forgot," his panicked tone made me giggle a little, as soon as the words leave his mouth, there's a glass of water placed in my small sweaty hands. "You're in my humble abode, I found you passed out at a park and decided to take you back to mine."

I smile gratefully at him after finishing the glass of water in a a couple of gulps, my throat now satisfied.

"I'm sorry for burdening you," I smile softly at him, I seem to be smiling a lot at him.

"Oh no it's fine, I'm actually thankful you're ok."

Again, I smile before getting up off the comfy bed, ready to leave to deal with everything I ran away from.

"Let me take you home, it's the least I can do," Xavier rushes out before I could teach the bedroom door. I silently nod at him, not even bothering to fight as I'm tired and I don't know my way back to my house.

I hear him let out a sigh of relief before he quickly takes the lead in front of me to help me find my way to his car.

Once we get into the car, Xavier switches the radio on without a care in the world making me admire him.

I wish I was like him, carefree about everything, not having to look over his back to make sure his dad isn't in a pissy mood, not having to run to his nanny every time his dad upsets him, not having to deal with a shit life just like me.

"You know, you seem really nice," the man beside me smiles at me as soon as he parks the car in front of my house, obviously getting directions from me on where to go.

I silently thank him with a smile of my own before letting him continue on what he wanted to say.

"I'd love to get to know you more, maybe could I possibly get your number to sort some arrangements out," Xavier chuckles nervously, scratching the nape of his neck from how awkward he must be.

I smile at him before gesturing for his phone, he seems nice enough and for the short period of time that I was with him, he seemed to keep my mind of my life back at home without even realising in which was an immediate 4 points from me.

After I type my number into his phone and saving myself as a contact, I open his car door ever so softly, scared to damage the tiniest thing as the car looked like it had more value than my life.

"Thank you so much Xavier," I whisper gently to him, my head now facing him while my body is halfway out of the car. "I can't wait to make plans with you," I continue before fully getting out of the vehicle and shutting the door.

He smiles back at me before waving and driving off, I smile to myself with a tiny squeal at what just happened before making my way up my run down porch. A hot guy just asked for my number!

As soon as I open the door, I am met with my father who has his arms crossed and his face holding a disappointed look making me have an urge to roll my eyes which I push down with all my might before sending a weak smile toward him, unlike the large, genuine smiles I shot toward Xavier ever since I woke up at his. Xavier, he was so beautiful and he seemed to be so worried about me, no trace of face sincerity on his face anywhere making me want to smile a huge bright smile at no one in particular but I know I can't, my dad will get to suspicious and hold me to the emotion for as long as I live.

"Where were you?" His gruff voice snaps me out of my thought about the strange man making me groan quietly, I really can't be dealing with his shit right now. I'm tired and all I want to do is sleep and forget about his bitch being pregnant because that's all she is, his bitch.