When You're Broken (Roommates)

chapter 4

When I wake I don't open my eyes just because of the fact I really don't want to be up at the moment. I didn't even realize I was awake for a reason until I realized that I was being carried. 

That moment I flipped out and almost fell out of the persons arms. " Wow wow settle. You are okay I promise. I was just carrying you to bed." The man says. I was still freaking out but since I was so tired I stopped and gave into the person." Asher? Is that you?" I ask but before I can get an answer I am asleep again.

**Hours Later**

I wake with a light beaming in my eyes. My one pet peeve of all. I hate lights with a burning passion when it comes to just waking up. I turn around and realize it is warmer that way anyways. I didn't realize why until my nose hit another skin like texture thing that smells like a boy. 

Damn....

I open my eyes just a peep and move my head back to see what I had hit. I have to squint due to the brightness coming for his windows, stupid morning sun. I had hit the shoulder of a light brown/red haired boy. Asher? I couldn't see his face as it was shoved between the pillow and the mattress. I do my best to get out of his hold but his grip only tightens. I huff and give up. Trying to go back to sleep took a while but I somewhat succeeded except for the fact that when I am seriously close to going to sleep this freaking beast of a person moves. And I was so freaking comfortable! I grown and move a bit. " Morning." A husky voice tells me. It makes me want to smile but I don't as I squint from the light once again and then burry my head in the humans side. I hear him chuckle which only makes me a little more happier. " Not a morning person?" He asks. I shake my head without moving it from its spot. He chuckles a bit more and then moves so my head it exposed. I move my hands and hide my eyes. " Too bright. Too morning." I get it didn't completely make sense but I only like mornings when coffee is involved. There is no coffee in my possession, so it isn't a good morning. 

I hear something slide over and then a hand slowly guides my hand off of my eyes. It is close to darkness but with a little light. I slowly open my eyes for safely measures. And sure enough its Ryan Asher's face right in front of mine. Not even 5 inches away. I look at him for a while taking in his face. The shadows and the soft coloring under his eyes from sleep. My hand goes to his chin and glides along his jaw, I don't know why it is doing this while my mind is yelling at it to quite. I remove my hand a bit away from his face. " Sorry." I say softly. I also don't like to talk much in the morning, I just don't like waking up frankly... 

His hand touches mine softly and then guides my hand back to his cheek. " No, it's okay." He tells me. I roll my eyes a bit but can't help to smile making a pattern on his cheek.  I can tell he is starring at me and I didn't seem to mind. Usually I hate it when people even look at me just because I don't like the attention, but hey if I am laying here next to Ryan Asher -And we did NOTHING last night - plus I am touching his face, I am sure I can handle his starring at me. 

I lay my hand flat on his cheek taking in the warmth of it as my hand it slightly cold. I look into his eyes and then I become a little more conscious of what is happening, as my cheeks warm a bit I move away and hide my face in his check not letting him look at me. Thats when I realize he had a hand on my waist the whole time because his starts to move making patterns on my side and my back then running up my arm to my hand oil his is covering mine. I remove my hand and suck in a breathe. aI sit up and rub my eyes stretching a bit. I hear his arm drop behind me and I feel a little bad I just didn't want Asher and I going anywhere, especially right now. 

I look at his walls not seeing too much in front of me other than some outlines of possible things. " Do you have a coffee maker?" I asked him. He sighs and sits up. " Yeah, Ill go make some." He says getting up. " Nonsense I can make some lay back down." I tell him. I pull his arm a bit and he stops moving getting stiff for a moment then relaxing. When he moves to go back to his last position I get up and head to the kitchen. Alex and Tanner weren't there on the couch so I thought they left this morning, on the other hand Aiden is asleep  on the floor in front of the couch.

I went to the kitchen hoping and praying I knew how to use this freaking coffee maker. Once I actually find it I was fine. I washed out the pot and refilled the container with water. My only issue was actually finding the coffee grinds. I went looking in all the cabinets around it, I went to the pantry and now I was just getting frustrated. I looked around on the counters and I was starting to mutter no so nice things about how hard it shouldn't be to find the damn coffee grinds. Then the water starts to pour into the pot for no freaking reason. "NO!" I exclaim trying not to be too loud. " Crap!Crap!Crap!Crap!Crap!Crap!" I kept muttering trying to find a way to stop it. I turn switches I even unplug the damn thing. The water is still going and now I think I just broke it. " Shit, Ryan Asher is going to kill me!" I say. " No! He is going to like kick me out and like sue me. Fuck my life!" I say as I cover my hands with my face in frustration.

"No I wouldn't and its not broken it just does that." I hear Asher coming over to my. I just stand there and remove my hands watching him move around - may I say without a T-Shirt- getting the filter from the cabinet underneath the coffee maker and then going to the fridge getting the coffee grinds. "Ugghhh how is that even senseable!" I say. Asher looks at me confused as he pours the grinds. " Like why would you put the grinds in the fridge making them cold if they are just going to go into the maker and get really hot, like I don't see the reason..." I trail off trying to think of something. " I don't drink much coffee, so keeping the grinds in the fridge helps them stay,, I guess preserved you can say? It makes them stay.. fresh! Yeah sure, that one works." He says shrugging. I laugh a bit at him as he goes and puts everything back where it is suppost to go. " I also have some in this container right here." He says grabbing a large tin can from next to the coffee maker. Don't get me wrong there was also like 3 others almost Identical to it and I didn't feel like going through them all on my little rampage. 

"UUGGHHH GOD DANGET!" I say almost yelling. I was so frustrated. It was coffee, coffee is my life, its like when someone can't find their phone anywhere and it ends up being in a place so obvious that it was so obvious that they didn't think it needed to be check, yeah, that was exactly like this. 

Asher smiles at me and I glare at him. "whatever, all I care about is I get my coffee!" I say turning around going to the kitchen to play some Call of Duty Modern Warfare. 

Hey guys!

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How is walls summer? Mine is boring as all hell. Sorry I haven't updated I was at my moms house for the past 2 weeks straight. Happy REALLY late 4th of July for you American's. Anyways have y'all heard the new about the terrorist attack in Paris? Like who would do that in paris? DID PARIS HURT YOU? No bish you just being a dick.

Anyways bye guys! Thanks for reading!!

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July 17th,2016