I pull away from the hug. Feeling more than uncomfortable that I just let myself hug him. I sat back down on the chair so I didn't have to make eye contact with him. I got my jacket and put it back on so he couldn't see any more of the scars and cuts. I try to discreetly state at him through my bangs but when I look up at him, he was already staring at me.
He noticed me staring and cleared his throat "hey um, I kinda spent all my money on food. Do you think I could stay here for the night?" He put his hands on the back of his head and then gave me a sheepish smile. My brain told me to say no but I couldn't make myself say no. "Uh. I guess you can." I know that I was going to end up sleeping in the uncomfortable chair or not sleeping at all. And night is usually my exercise time.
"Thank you!" He steeps closer to my chair and I scoot my chair back. I didn't want to let my guard down again. I already let him know too much and the fact that I told him things that I've never willingly told anyone makes me feel weak. I'll never be able to beat Guzma or even stupid Sun, if I just sit around all day hugging people and making friends.
I look up at him, and he looks sad again. I don't know what to say to him. So I didn't say anything. "Maybe we should.. Just get ready for bed." I say feeling guilty as fuck, someone finally wants to be my friend, but it's better for him if he doesn't get involved in my life. I grabbed my lighter out of my pocket, so I would have something to play with so I didn't have to look at his sad expression.
"It is pretty late." Hau sighed and went into my changing room. I don't have enough money to buy any other clothes besides some more pairs of jeans and red shirts so I normally just sleep in what I normally wear but without a jacket. Lately Guzma pays me the amount to cover my phone bill and motel rent. Having this motel room, and a working phone were more important to me.
I start to move the table into the corner, pulled the chair to the middle of the room, and I moved the tv in front of where the chair faces. I needed the light and noise to sleep, mainly because if I am alone in the dark I get too afraid that Guzma could be in my room. I know it's a stupid fear, but I can't sleep without it. Even with Hau here the dead isn't gone, and I always thought if I had a sleepover that I wouldn't be afraid of him finding me.
I heard the curtain to the changing room slide open. Hau is wearing a long sleeve Stufful shirt, that has the same weird little loop thing near the neck and black joggers. His ebony skin looks so soft, and his hair is down for once. He actually looks really good but "HAHA Hau what the fuck why do you have a stufful pajama shirt? You don't even have a stufful." His face is bright red, and I was crying from laughing so hard, I finally stopped. But I can't help myself from taking another look back at him and laughing again. He's laughing too, and I'm glad he's back smiling too, and I'm really glad that he bounced back from being sad so quickly.
"Whatever you ass, don't you have to change too?" "You're looking at my pajamas." I spun all the way around just to be a dick. "Oh but how could I let you wear just that? You'll freeze in this horrible Alolan weather. And I'm a guest in your home I insist you wear one of my pajama outfits." He took his bag off and starts rooting around in it, and he pulls out basically the same shirt he's wearing, except it has a bewear on it. "How does your bag carry so much stuff?" He threw the shirt at me "it has a lot of pockets. Now stop stalking and put that on." "You got it" I said with a smirk. I walk past him and into the changing room.
After I got it on I felt uncomfortable in it. It was a cute shirt, but it was way too baggy on me. It hung off of me like it was some huge size. Even though it's obvious to anyone even a blind person that I am as fat as a whale, and Hau is how skinny I wish I could be. You could see my chest bones through the loop which I don't really like. Since it made me feel even worse about how I look. I did like the little loop though, so at least I like something about it. Fuck it, I'm done looking at myself he probably thinks I'm weird for being in here so long.
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أدب الهواةAn ever-smiling sixteen year old Hau, has a pretty great life. Even when things aren't going the best he goes through his life with a smile on his face. Gladion on the other hand, has a horrible life. Not even Hau could smile though the things that...