Rebound Issues k.a.

Chapter 3

His voice gets quieter until he's no longer talking. Ever since he sat down he's been telling me stories of when we were younger. I'm not gonna lie, it was nice being able to hear all those stories, and most of them I didn't remember.

Now I feel kinda bad. He didn't do anything to me really. He's probably gonna wake up with a bad back or a crook in his neck. Trust me, I know. The first few nights after Brandon broke up with me, I refused to sleep on my bed and slept on the kitchen floor. He also must be cold.

"Don't do it Nae, you're stronger than this." I tell myself. Ugh, I can't do it. I stand up and mumble to myself for my pity. I grab a blanket from my closet and one of my pillows from my bed. I angrily open the door not realizing that he was leaning on it and he fell back with a big thump.

"Shit, ahh." He slowly wakes up and grabs the back of his head. He only got a second to see my face because I panicked and turned the lights off and ran to my bed to hide behind my covers. Kevin turns on my light and looks around confused until he sees my head poking out my covers. "Nagely?" He rubs his eyes. "Nagely!" He starts to walk over with his arms open. What is he doing? Is he coming in for a hug?

"No, no, no!" He freezes then slowly puts down his arms. "Just sleep over there." I point to my bean bag chair in the corner.

"Oh, right, ok." He takes off his shoes by the door then turns off my lights. "Goodnight, Nag." I don't reply but just stare at him through the darkness. I knew I shouldn't have opened the door, now he's sleeping in my room. I can't trust this Kevin guy. What if he tries something while I'm sleeping? Why did I open the door?

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I wake up and look around, reminding myself of what happened last night. I quietly but quickly run into my bathroom to shower.

• • • • • 30 minutes later

How could I be so stupid? I face palm myself. I forgot my clothes, great, just great. I crack open the door and see that he's still sound asleep.

"Thank you, God." I whisper while looking through my closet. He starts shifting so I rush even more than run back into the bathroom. That was too close. Halfway through dressing, I realized I grabbed two pants instead of a shirt. Bruh. I peek outside and Kevin is awake. Oh, come on! "Kevin?" It feels so weird to say his name aloud.

"Yeah?"

"Can you turn around and close your eyes because I forgot my shirt?"

"Of course." I hear him stand up so I go out and pick a shirt while keeping an eye on him. Done. I'm surprised he didn't turn around. He isn't as bad as I thought. But I still can't trust him.

I sat here in the bathroom for about fifteen minutes thinking about what I was gonna do when I leave, with Kevin in my room. It's not like I can go downstairs, most of my time has been in my room ever since...you know.

I walk out the bathroom and relief washes over me seeing he fell back asleep. Kevin, huh? I squat right by him and study his face. His chest rises and his eyes slowly open. He raises an eyebrow at me. I squeal and back away. Who the hell wakes up like that? No stretch warning or anything. He scared the living daylights out of me.

"Were you watching me sleep?" He scratches his head and yawns.

"Definitely not. Aren't you gonna go home?"

"Woah." He widens his eyes and looks me up and down.

"Stop looking at me like that."

"Sorry, you're just so beautiful. Wow, seven years."

"J-Just...just go do something, ok." I point to the door.

"Someone's not used to compliments. I'ma go shower." He walks out. That was so.....weird. He is not coming back in this room. I lock my door. Now I have to wash this blanket. But it smells so good. I could sleep with this, but I'm not because I want nothing to deal with this Kevin guy. No matter how good he smells, or how cute he looks, or how sweet he is, or-oh my God. What am I doing? I am not and will not fall for him because I am done with guys. I've accepted the fact that I'll die alone. I throw the blanket and pillow in the corner.

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My undisturbed life is back on track with my movie and ice cream. I hear footsteps from the stairs and pause the movie. A few voices talk along the way.

"Shut up, you're so loud." Kevin whisper-yells. "You know what, just go back downstairs. You guys are gonna scare her." You guys? Why are there more people in this household?

"Why would she be scared of me? I'm her neighbor, she practically knows me." That's Devin. What is he doing here? Oh yeah, he was in that group with Kevin. I bet he brought the white one too.

"Just go back down, and take this one with you." Kevin says. There's three of them, I knew it. He better take Devin and the other one downstairs with him.

"Fine, let's leave Kev and his girlfriend." A deep voice says.

"Yo, Daniel, don't play like that. Chill out and go downstairs." Kevin tells him. My door opens revealing Kevin. I thought I locked that shit. I probably left it open when I snuck down to get my Hot Cheetos. He waves with a small smile and sits in the bean bag chair. All I do is stare and eat my chips.

"Why are you still here?" I bluntly ask.

"I was just gonna stay with you for a few days before I leave for my last two cities for my tour. I'm guessing you-"

"That doesn't answer my question. Why are you here?"

"I came to help you with your Rebound Issues."