Nicole's POV
I woke up in my familiar bedroom. I didn't remember much from last night. My head throbbed as I rolled out of bed and noticed I was still in my clothes from last night. I headed for the kitchen to make some tea. After the tea was done I went to sit on the couch to read the newspaper.
"Jesus Christ!" I screamed. There was a man on my couch, his face turned away from me, he was sleeping. I set my tea down, I wasn't totally sure what to do. He was already sleeping, there was no reason to knock him out. So I sat in my kitchen pondering who he may be. And how he got into my house. After a few minutes of thinking, I remembered what had happened last night.
"Don't touch me. Get off!" I screamed. But Jake didn't stop.
"You're hurting me!" I struggled against him.
"Don't touch her," A man said as he pulled Jake off of me.
It all flooded back to me. It started out in snippets and images until the full memory returned. I found myself wrapping my arms around my body, I felt violated and I wanted protection of any sort. I still couldn't believe Jake would do something like that to me. We used to be best friends in high school. And, I mean, he was drunk. But was that a good enough reason for me to forgive him? Even so, I still didn't know who that man on my couch was. After I finished my tea and toast the man woke up. He sat up on the couch, still faced away from me. His leather jacket and hair was familiar but I couldn't tell who he was. He stood after awhile of adjusting to the brightness of my open curtains and turned towards me.
"Oh, hey you're awake," Sebastian said. Was he the man who came to my rescue last night? How did he even know where the party was? And why was he there? It was just like the night I met him, at the nightclub. I stayed sitting in my kitchen, I wasn't sure what to do. I didn't especially want him here. I just wanted to be alone. But, I knew that would probably never happen. "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded. For the first time, I didn't want Sebastian anywhere near me. I didn't want anyone near me. I wanted to curl up on my couch and watch Marvel movies until I died of old age. Sebastian walked towards the kitchen and tried to hold me, but i flinched the second he touched me. I didn't want to be touched by him, or anyone. "I'm sorry," He said. I left him in the kitchen to sit on the couch. "Why were you even there?" I asked. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around my cold skin. He didn't reply for awhile and so I stood to put in Captain America into the DVD player. As I was sitting back down on the couch he answered; "I was there because I was worried about you. I've seen the way he looks at you. I was worried that he would do something stupid. And he did. I'm just glad I was there, to stop him," I nodded in acknowledgment. I curled up in the blanket and watched Captain America. I cried once or twice for Bucky and Steve. But most of my emotions were stunned, I didn't want to feel anything. After the movie finished Sebastian came to sit with me. He stayed at the other side of the couch, far away from me. I thanked him mentally for that. I didn't want anyone to touch me. I started watching Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D after that. I didn't want to do anything today. Just watch tele and sleep. I have to say, I was kind of glad that Sebastian was still here. It made me feel safe. So after I watched a few episodes of the series I crawled over to him. I curled up next to him and he put his arm around me, smiling. I started the next episode and we watched like this for awhile. The doorbell rang and I uncuddled myself from Sebastian to answer it, unknowing of who was standing at the door. As I turned the knob and pulled the door open I felt my heart sink. My smile fade and my heart beat speed up. "Why are you here?" I asked Jake who stood at the door. "Let me explain. I am so sor-" "Just leave me alone," I said, closing the door. But he pushed against it. "Please. I am so sorry about last night. I was drunk and...I'm just so sorry," He said. I could hear the sincerity in his voice. But, that didn't help me forgive him. "Please, just leave me alone. I don't care if you were drunk or not. Just...leave," I replied. "Please forgive me," He said reaching for my wrist. "Don't touch me!" I screamed. That caught Sebastian's attention and he stood and walked towards me. I could feel my body relax as he approached. I saw Jake's expression change, but I couldn't tell exactly what feeling he had plastered to his face. "Hey, Jake...that's your name right?" He nodded. "Leave her alone asshole," Sebastian said. I crawled back onto the couch and under my blanket, it made me feel safe and protected; the way Sebastian made me feel. "Come on dude. I just want to talk to her," Jake replied. Sebastian laughed. "You lost the privilege of being around her last night. So fuck off," He said. Jake stepped down the stairs and left. Sebastian closed the door, making sure it was locked, and then came to sit back down with me. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I'm fine," I replied, curling up next to him again. He kissed the top of my head and we resumed the episode. We stayed like this until I finally decided that Sebastian was probably bored and it might be a good idea to go do something. We walked to the same cafe that we usually went to. We talked and laughed. Staring into his blue eyes made me feel safe and I never wanted to shift my gaze from him. He then walked me home and kissed me goodbye before leaving. I locked my apartment door behind me and read a book while drinking tea.
Sebastian's POV
I think I'm in love with this girl.
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Would You Look At The Time (Book One)
Fanfiction"Time". Noun. 1. The indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present and future regarded as a whole. I was just a girl. I was short. I was a grown adult and I still got acne. If you looked hard enough one of my ears was hi...
