"He is so hot!"
"I would totally turn gay for him"
"Fuck man! He is too hot, arrest him re"
"Akira is it okay if I put him on my to do list"
" Guys am gonna be sleeping here, because sleeping alone wastes my sexual talent "
This was a bad idea.
My decision of calling my Best friends over because my BFF is still in Neverland is worse than dragging Cameron Knights fatass, actually very very sexy ass back to my house.Yah, I figured who he was. Not to mention the continuous online and TV search for this unconscious Greek god, makes it hard for anyone to not figure it out.
As you might have already guessed ( I don't blame you if you didn't cause not everyone got Sherlock's deductive powers) I didn't take him to the hospital.
The quickness in the news headlines made me realise that something was amiss.So as my sorry excuse of a BFF did not
come to the rescue, I decided to call my friends. He was indeed shot and Ria, the to do list girl is a nurse, so I called her. The others just turned up.Anyways the company was good also it kept me from being paranoid.
Though am pretty sure that I saw some shadows lurking.
Anyways taking care of him is tedious. No I mean he recovers very quickly. If it hadn't been for the horrible stomach shot I would have believed that he had magical healing powers, taking the time in which his head scars healed into consideration. Taking care of him is tedious because he requires continuous attention. He keeps calling for "MATE" which I think he has named me and keeps holding my hand and shit like that. Not that I don't like it but I have to .. okay shut up...
It had been 8 hours since the incident and I was dead tired. I wanted to sleep but again I couldn't leave these idiots around him. No I don't mind people looking at him or call him perfect or drool over his abs no I don't mind it at all. I mean why the hell would I mind. It's not like we are, well you know. I mean he will forget me as soon as he wakes up and leave. See am babbling am so tired and he is so hot his abs are so so good, his lips are so red, he is so,,, woman get a grip, damn it I need to sleep.It took a lot of willpower to walk out of that room with these people either eye raping him or trying to touch him. For god's sake behave like matured adults. Actually now that I need about it they are behaving like sexually matured adults.
Erggghhh I need to sleep.Dragging myself out of the room, I went and tried to catch some sleep in my parents room. But everytime I closed my eyes, his last conscious moment came in my mind. God! He is beautiful!
Finally after imagining myself in his arms I finally fell asleep.I woke up with a start. I felt something was wrong. My instincts led me directly to Mr.Knights room (yah reality hit me, we are not gonna happen, it's better that I start distancing myself). The site in the room made my blood boil.
You see in the attached washroom there was a very very naked Mr. Knight fallen on the floor, with the shower still on and a very dumbstruck Ria staring at My Cam.. I mean Mr.Knight.
Mr. Knight was yet to notice me, but from his body language I could see he was in pain and was beyond angry. Well anyone would be if you have a stranger staring at your naked ass instead of helping you.
I decided to make my presence known.
Taking a towel in my hand, I closed the shower, without even looking at the unnaturally hot naked butt in my washroom, I threw the towel at him and dragged Ria out of the washroom and sent her home.
All my friends had left and I was alone at home with Mr.Knight.
Somehow I knew that he needed help and I don't know why I decided to give it to him.
Let me tell you this Akira Raut is made of Bad Bad decision and food. That's all she is made of.
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