Forever and Always.

Chapter 3

Glance... Didn't see

Glance... Didn't see

Really look at him... Didn't see

Humm ok

Glance... Sees, (mental slap).

"You can stop looking; I didn't get any blood anywhere, just try not to crash"

"Uh hu" I drew my attention back on the road and pulled up on the side of the street outside my house. We climbed out the car at the same time so I locked it once both doors where shut. Running up to the house I opened the door.

"Give us hand would ya" looking back he was leaning on my car, striding over I pulled his arm over my shoulder and walked towards the door.

"Ok, do you wanna go to the upstairs bathroom or down stairs??" I asked in pure curiosity after shutting the door and sitting him on the stairs.

"You really don't want me here do you?" He smirked and asked

"No, so hurry and answer the question before I kick you out the house"

"Right, ok I don't mind" was his answer, so I bent down very close to him, placed my lips to his ear, pushed on his side and said "answer the question"

"Jesus Christ!! Ow! Oh god! Why would you do that, how could you do that?" The words just flew out his mouth as he darted upstairs,

"Turn right and its the first door on the left" I shouted up hoping he'd reach my room before blood got on the carpet, following him up it felt weird that he was here I mean I didn't even know him...

Reaching my room I had to look away fast, shirt off, sat on the floor leaning on my bed, Uhh boys I thought.

"You can come in and clean this blood and stuff or, you can just like stand there and avoid me, and then find a dead person in your room."

I decided it would be best to go in and help so in I went trying desperatly hard not to stare at his amazing abs. Pulling him from the floor and holding his wrist I dragged him into my bathroom and sat him on the closed toilet lid.

"Soo" I said holding his chin and twisting it side ways to look at his temple, by now he'd seen the gash on his side and was clutching it, I looked down and slowly peeled his hand off it, "Not that deep but I guess you should keep hold of it so you don't lose much blood" was the advice I gave before I looked at his face. "What?"

"Nothing" he answered smilying, shaking his head and looking to the ground,

"Whatever" turning to the cupboard on the wall I got a quick glance of myself, nope nothing on my face, opening the cupboard I took out the antibacteria gel and wipes, then some extra thick and long cloth. Putting everything on the side I quickly jogged into my room and grabbed some scissors. Going back to the bathroom,

"So gonna tell me?" I asked cutting the cloth

"No" he replied

"Well then get out" I said turning to him

"What's your problem" he asked standing up, putting my hands on his shoulders and pushing him down to sit I went back to start cleaning his head,

"My problem" I scoffed "Ok my problem is, I don't know you like at all, and then out of no where you ask me to 'patch you up' after something happens and you don't even tell me what it is?"

"Well I don't wanna... Ahh god carfull!" He cried when I wiped some blood, "I don't wanna get you involved" he replied through gritted teeth

"Well fine whatever but you have to atleast give me some brief description?" I wiped the last of the blood from his head and saw it was a small cut that would heal by its self. Leaning over and grabbing the gel, wipes and some cloth I bounced down to my knees to see his gash.