Sophia is an unsociable girl. She likes reading and music very much. They are her passion in life. Her parents don't take care about her, each one of them is busy with work. She needs someone to take her out of that boring life and save her from tha...
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"Oh My God." I said while pushing Harry's chair back to the living room. "What?" "I forgot to bring my suitcase from home." "So what?" "So what? I won't sleep in that." I said while pointing at my clothes. "You can wear something from Karen's clothes." "Fine, I'll go and bring something to wear." "Okay." He said. I put his chair infront of the television and gave him the remote control. I went upstairs quickly to Karen's room and opened her cupboard to find.. nothing. What the hell!! I went downstairs again and Harry was watching an American Football game. "I hate that sport." I said. "Me too." He said still watching the game. "So, why are you watching it?" "Because there is nothing else to watch.. the TV is boring as hell." "Yeah.." I said don't really know what else to say. "Why didn't you change?" He asked looking at me. "I think Karen took all her clothes with her, her cupboard is empty." "Ohhh." "What time is it?" I asked "1 AM. Why?" "I wnat to go and bring my bag from my house." "No, it's not a big deal." "How? I told you that I can't sleep in these." "You can wear something of my clothes." "What? No way!!" I said before I could even think of the answer. "Why?" "Because.. I don't know.. But no way." I said laughing. I didn't really have a reason. "Go and bring us some clothes, bring me a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and wear whatever you like from the closet." "Okay." I went upstairs to bring two t-shirts and a pair of shorts for Harry. I chose a grey T-shirt and I luckily was wearing a cotton pink hotshorts under my pants. I brought him a plain white t-shirt and a pair of black shorts, his cupboard was a mess so, I brought the first thing I found. All his clothes are dim and dark, white and black, no colours. I need to do him some shopping. I took off my pants and my t-shirt to put on his grey t-shirt. As soon as I wore his t-shirt, I could smell his odour, it was so unique, it was like a little bit of mint mixed with a slight smell of flowers and a men's perfume together. I loved it, it was really unique and it made me feel safe.
I went downstairs shyly because I have never ever wore something that short infront of anybody I know other than mum and dad. I am deadly shy. I went to him and he was still watching that stupid bloody game. "Uhm.. Harry!" I said shyly. "Here you are, your clothes." He looked at me. "Wow!!" He said and I just could feel my face burning. "What?" I tried to act as if I was stupid and I don't know what he was talking about. "Really!! As if you don't know what I am talking about!" I blushed even more. "Just take your clothes, here you are." I stretched my arm to hand him his clothes. He took his clothes and then I went to the kitchen to make us some food. And he could change without me just watching him awkwardly. I was shaking because of the tension that I feel, I don't know why but, I just feel tensed and nervous. I started putting the plates and preparing all the ingredients and pots, I was making some chinese food, while I was holding a pot, it fell from my hand and made a loud bang. Harry came on his wheelchair. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Aren't you hungry?" "Starving actually." "I am making us some food." "No, come and sit with me, I am gonna order some pizza." That's better actually, I was scared ro death that I might burn the food or something. "Fine." I went back to the living room pushing Harry on his wheelchair. I sat on the sofa and he on his wheelchair beside me. I held the remote control and started shuffling through the channels and it was deadly boring. Harry was talking on the telephone ordering one large extra cheese pizza. That's my favorite. And then I realized that he hasn't changed yet. Why didn't he change till now? He hanged up and looked at me. "The pizza will be here in 10 minutes." "Great." "Yeah." "Why didn't you change?" "Change what?" "Your clothes." "I can't do that alone." "Are you kidding me?" "No, I am not." "You have hands, you can change." "Yeah I can change my t-shirt only but I can't stand up to take off my pants." "Not my problem." I can't do that. "It's yours." He insisted. "I can't." "Please help me." I don't want him to feel that he is helpless, he can't even change on his own. "Fine." I helped him to take off his clothes and I tried to hide my face all the time, and not to make eye contact with him. I was blushing so much that I felt that my cheeks were on fire. I helped him stand up, then he leaned on my shoulders really hard and he was too heavy but I could bear it. He took off his pants and I made him sit on the sofa then he put the shorts on till his knees then he leaned to me again to stand up again and complete wearing his shorts. After that awkward couple of minutes, we just sat facing each other on the sofa, he was stretching his legs and I sat on the edge of the sofa, we made eye contact and he noticed the blood color in my cheeks, he was about to say something but the bell rang. "I'll go and open the door." "Okay, ghere is money in my wallet, it is the back pocket of the pants." "Okay." I didn't really refuse that because I forgot my money upstairs in my bag on Harry's bed so, it's fine if he pays this time. "I opened the door to find really handsome boy with light brown hair and greenish blue eyes and white skin, he was fit and tall, he was beautiful."
