He's Gabe

Two

Chapter Two.

I woke up and groaned when my back bones cracked. I stretched my arms out wide and my legs out infront of me, suddenly my body went flailing from the sofa.

"Shit." I whined against the floor. I think I needed a bigger sofa.

Memories from last night came rushing back to me and I groaned for the third time. My anger came back with a vengeance, making me want to march over there and punch Kyle in the face, but I kept myself from doing so.

You could call me over dramatic but things like this annoyed me. Disrupting my sleep, who does he think he is?

I pushed my body up from the floor and made my way into the small, open kitchen, putting on the kettle and settling myself down on only one of the chairs from the small table in the middle.

I let out a small breath and took a look around. I wasn't one for silence or being alone. I liked noise and I loved company, the right kind.

Just sat here tapping the table and staring absentmindedly would make anyone want to watch paint dry instead.

Suddenly, a knock resonated throughout my little apartment, snapping me out of my reverie and making me jump out from my chair. I rushed over to the door, curious to who it could be, and maybe a little excited too. I swung open the door and my smile faltered just that little bit.

"What?" I snapped at green eyes. Gabe took a step back and looked at me with amusement.

"Woah." He gasped. "I could be seriously insulted."

"Yes, well you don't look insulted." I stated. "What are you even doing here?" I questioned. Don't get me wrong, Gabe knocking at my door this morning was a suprise even for me, but I couldn't help but revel in the happiness I felt that maybe somebody cared enough to save me from boredom and loneliness.

"Just wanted to see how you slept." He shrugged. My heart did a flip in my chest, I wanted to punch myself. "Miss moody arse." He smirked. I scowled at him and went to shut the door in his face. His foot stopped the door from closing anymore.

"Don't close the door on me again, honey." He demanded with amusement glittering in his eyes.

"Gabe!" I nearly shouted. "Go away, you annoy me. If I knew people like you were living here I would have gotten an apartment for college somewhere else." I huffed.

"Your words wound me, Lucy." He put a hand to his heart.

"Good, now go away, please." I begged.

I took everything I said back. I'd prefer to be lonely now rather than be with Gabe. I've only known him two minutes and he's already nearly made me claw out my own eyes.

His body suddenly began to push against mine, and the next thing I knew, Gabe was sitting down on the sofa and flicking through the tv.

"What do you think you're doing?" I nearly squeaked. "Get out!" I said sternly while pointing to the door and tapping my foot impatiently.

"I just wanted to become acquainted to my new friend." He smirked.

"We are not friends, Gabe." I grumbled.

"We're on first name basis, of course we're friends."

"No, we are not friends."

"I think we are. Don't deny it, I am your first friend and only friend here at the moment. I'm the one who's taken time off from doing nothing to come here and be with you, my new friend." He smirked slightly. That's all he ever did, smirk, smirk, smirk.