What Water Can Do

The Good and the Bad

After a one night stand everything is super awkward and even though it wasn't like that with Noah because we didn't sleep together, well I mean we did just not like that. Back to my point, it was still super awkward. I mean after what happened last night. 

He probably thinks I'm tainted after what happened. 

He said he would take me to school this morning and I was about to refuse, but he shut me up by giving me a plate of food that he made. It took me by surprise that he could cook. It took me more by surprise that he was being a gentleman and not asking anything about last night. 

He was sitting down next to me at their breakfast bar. I feel super bad that I stayed overnight. I had no intention to do that at all. I didn't even get permission from his parents that it was okay to stay here. In a matter of fact, I hadn't seen them at all or even heard them in another room. 

We were silent. Nothing was said. I was just sitting there, staying to myself. Then I realized I don't have any antibiotic cream for the burns on my back. I let out a low 'Shit.' realizing that my burns will probably be agitated all day and get really hot. 

Noah looked at me funny, "What?" Thinking about it I decided that I should ask if by chance he had any.

"I appreciate everything you did and I feel bad to ask for another thing, but you don't by chance have any antibiotic creams, do you?" I asked being cautious not to over-step. I already felt like I should have left as soon as I got here. 

He smirked like he just thought of something funny. "It seems to be your lucky day because my mom is a surgeon and had everything you could need if something were to happen. She's never home but still manages to be overprotective." He said the first part of that with a lot of enthusiasm making me laugh. "There's that smile I got when I was making fun of romance movies last night." 

"Why do you care if I smile or not?" I asked as he moved to open a cabinet pulling out a tube. He handed it to me smiling. 

"You were just really sad last night. I know it seems like I'm always an asshole, but I know where the line is and I'm in my house so my street cred is not at stake." He gave me an are you happy now glance before continuing at the task at hand. 

"I'm guessing you need that for your back." I gave him a sheepish smile and a curt nod. "Well you are going to need help, let's go to the bathroom." Oh god, this is going to be so awkward. I don't even know this guy and I staying the night at his place and know he is putting cream on my back. Why couldn't he just throw me out last night so I would have been forced to find my way home?

We walked into his bathroom and I guess last night I wasn't paying any attention to what was around me because I do not remember his bathroom being this big and fancy. 

I took a deep breath because he was going to see my torn up back that had clothes melted too it. I lifted my shirt up and over my head, well his shirt. I still had a bra on and I used to take all chances to show off my abs, but normally only to my friends. Old friends that it. I have nothing to hide anyways, I have a small chest. 

I could see his face change in the mirror looking at my back. Maybe he wasn't expecting me to take my shirt off, but how else was this going to happen. I didn't want to get that gross cream all over his shirt. 

"What, never seen a girl's back before?" I asked him teasing him on his reaction. 

"Your back," He said barely above a whisper. "I'm so sorry." He said a few seconds later. 

"Don't be. My careless actions did this to me." I said looking at my hands. I took a deep breath again, "Are you going to do it or not?" I must have snapped at him because he started stuttering.