Dinner was nice, he cooked the pasta, since I failed at pouring water into the cup. He also cooked the sauce. We ate in the living room watching a Simpson's re-run on the TV, I hadn't done anything like this, it felt normal, I wasn't a freak who was scum to everybody else with a useless father, I was a normal person with a normal friend doing normal things. I liked it.
We played a few games on his Xbox, I didn't have one at home, so he laughed at my failed attempts on Assassins Creed and GTA.
Soon it was past midnight.
"Where's your dad?" I asked, putting down my controller as Alex turned off the Xbox.
He shrugged. "In a hotel, probably, he and mum usually rent out the same room."
I nodded, his parents were still together then, it seemed like a little dysfunctional family, though I couldn't really judge.
"So... I didn't know I was gonna be here, so I didn't bring anything to wear..."
Alex turned away. "There's probably something in that drawer over there." He mumbled gesturing, "pick anything you like."
"Thanks... Where should I-"
"You can get changed in the bathroom, it's across the hall."
"OK, thanks."
I opened the drawer, he was only a size bigger than me, so it was going to be much of a problem to find something that fitted, I picked the pants, the only t-shirts he had were short-sleeved.
I bit my lip. The scars.
I left the t-shirt, deciding on the long sleeved one I was wearing now, would be fine.
I entered the bathroom and locked the door, the pants fit me fine, they were just a little long and loose, but the top was too tight to sleep in. I still had the bandage on from yesterday, I sighed in irritation, unravelling it. It looked red and angry. I had to stop myself from crying, I didn't know why.
I knocked on his door and entered the room, he was already changed.
"Uh... Do you have a trash can and any long sleeved pyjama tops?" I asked, looking at the carpet.
"Wh-"
He looked at what I was holding in my hand.
"Nate..."
I continued to stare down.
"It isn't new just now! It was yesterday-"
"Yesterday! W-why? Because of-? Oh God, did I-?"
"No!" I grabbed him by the shoulders.
"No, you didn't do it... I just..."
"Nate... C-can I... See?"
My eyes widened. I pulled my hands away.
"W-why do you want too-?"
He put his head on my shoulder.
"I... Just, please."
My eyes had started to prick again and I wasn't sure why Alex was affecting me so much. Why did he care so much about a stranger? I was a stranger to him and yet he knew what no one else knew and had accepted me.
I took a deep breath, "okay."
I slowly pulled up my sleeves and turned my arms around for him to see.
I heard a small intake of breath before he gently took my arms and carefully traced the silvery scars.
"I... When did you do all these?"
I shrugged. "In art class."
His head snapped up and his eyes pierced into mine.
"Nate, don't joke about this! Why? I don't want you to hurt yourself anymore! This is serious! It's getting closer and closer to your vein! Do you want to die? Because, I don't want you to die! If you did... I wouldn't know what to do! Please, please..."
I blinked at his sudden outburst. His head was resting on my shoulder again, lightly.
"I-I... No offence... But, why do you care about me so much?"
No answer.
"Promise me... Promise me... Nate! Promise me, you won't do it!"
I stared at him. "I... I promise, Alex." The words that came out of my mouth ensnared my heart. I had promised Alex not to cut, but what did my promise mean? It was just words so why in that moment did I feel it was something more?
His arms wrapped around my waist. It was so warm, my eyelids were getting heavier.
"So.. I'm tired, where will I sleep?"
He chuckled. "With me of course."
"What?" I choked out.
He pulled away, laughing.
"Joking! But its ganna be cold tonight."
I was cold right now with my long sleeved top on.
"Fine. But just this one time! You're warm.
He blinked. "R-really? It was just a joke."
"But I'm serious." I replied stubbornly.
He looked away, walking towards the light switch.
"Well, if you insist, get in then."
"Are you OK?" I said as I clambered into his bed.
His turned the light out, the room was shrouded in darkness.
"I'm fine! Just a little cold."
"Hurry up! I'm cold as well, warm me up human radiator!"
He laughed. I could hear his feet on the carpet, the bed sunk under his weight, the covers shifted, I could feel his breath on my neck.
Silence. I closed my eyes, trying to find sleep.
"...Nate?"
I groaned.
"I'm... A little cold, can... Can I hug you?"
I groaned again.
Arms were wrapped around my waist, my back was met with another object, and I could feel his mouth in my hair. I put my hands on his hands.
"Warm..." I muttered.
Silence.
He hugged me closer.
"Yeah... It is."
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FanficNathan Hall, his life is full of depression, with only one way to get out of this situation, he turns to self-harm. Then Alex walks in. Alex is lively, cheerful and very loving. Nathan realizes Alex could be his saving grace, so he tries to hide his...