Cherry

Four

Bryan's BMW

Bryant's P.O.V

The bell rang soon after Cherry fell asleep, and I decided to take her home. I walked out of the classroom with her still in my arms, a lot of people were watching me carry her into my black BMW after I walked out of the building.

I started driving and soon I remembered that I don't know where she lives. Crap. I'll just take her to my house then, no biggie. My parents are never home anyway.

It was a ten minute drive from school to my house. Damn this chick is knocked out. I thought as I entered the door of my home. I walked upstairs and into my room and put her on the bed under the covers.

I walked out of the room and went downstairs into the kitchen. I got everything I needed for pancakes and bacon.

Cherry's P.O.V

I'm running, running away from him, running away from everything. Thinking to myself where I'm going to go. Where I'm going to stay. I have enough money saved to survive for a couple years. Then suddenly I crash into something, someone, its him.

#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#*

I bolt awake from my nightmare then lay back down closing my eyes. After a couple seconds I realize, this is not my room. I get up with lightning speed, or at least try to, because my foot got caught on the blanket; as I was about to stumble to the floor my instincts kick in and I roll on the floor not making any noice.

Slowly, I get off the floor and start walking towards the door. I turn the knob and walk out quietly. I look around for a clue to where I am. Nothing. Not even a picture. I spot the stairs and begin walking down. As I step on the last step, it creaks loudly. Fuck. I curse in my head.

I hear someone walking from the kitchen and I hide on the wall so that they won't see me. As soon as he steps out of the kitchen I grab him by the neck and slam him on the wall I was hiding in. He groaned in pain and it satisfied me.

Once I see who I'm holding I let go and take a couple steps back.

"What am I doing here?" I ask Bryant.

"You fell asleep in class so I was gonna take you home, until I realised I didn't know where you lived so I brought you to my house." he explained. "I would've preferred a thank you instead of a slam to the wall you know?" he added chuckling a little.

"Uh, yeah, thanks Bry." he looked surprised by the nickname little did he know I was just as surprised as he was, but I wouldn't show it.

It was still early and I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there with him starring at me like if he was trying to figure me out, but I just kept a blank face and emotionless eyes.

A minute passed and he was still staring at me. I was starting to get annoyed so I asked "what?"

"Oh no-nothing, sorry." he stuttered. That was cute. I thought with a small smile on my face.

Just then my stomach had to ruin the moment and growl. I felt heat in my cheeks. He chuckled saying "there's panckaked in the kitchen." while walking into the kitchen. I followed him and stood there awkwardly. "Sit down." "okay." I sat down and a plate of panckaked was sat in front of me.

I started eating not caring if he was starring at me or not. He probably was considering I eat like a pig weather a guy is around or not. I just don't give a damn.

When I finished eating I finally looked up to find him staring at me with a weird emotion in his eyes. Once he realised I was staring at him too he looked away with a light blush on his cheeks. Aw he's blushing. I thought chuckling lowly and went ahead to poke his cheek. He looked back at me and blushed harder and smiled shyly. I smiled back at him. What are you doing?! Don't get attached stop smiling and get out of there. My brain told me. My smile dropped and I started getting up with my plate and going over to the sink and washed it. I turned around to find him staring at me curiously.

"Can you take me back to school? I left my stuff there." I said my voice devoid of emotion. He stared at me a while longer then nodded once. I started making my way to the door when he grabbed my hand and said "you don't have to act so distant you know." I looked back at him and offered him a small smile. With that he stood up and started walking towards the front door, with my hand still in his.