Sabrina POV:
I turn my head to the right side to see the pitch black slowly turn into a dark purple. Then it separates into pink and purple. A hand comes in and adds some orange, yellow, and specks of white. I close my eyes and breathe to find the air smelling like that familiar perfume.
My eyes shoot open and I am met with brown hair. I turn over and see the white ceiling. I furrow my eyebrows but the memories come rushing back before I can get too confused.
-- an hour before -- Y/N POV.
I knock on the door and wince at the sharp pain run through my bloody knuckles. Bruised from punching the part of the wall I abuse from pure anger and fear. The door opens to reveal the goddess Sabrina Carpenter. She notices my tears rolling down my now pale face and looks concerned while opening her door wide. My feet feel stuck to the floor in pain and I can't help but cover my face with my hands while I ugly cry in front of her. Falling down to the floor.
I hate for her to see me like this but at this point, my body has no control. It is just breaking down. I feel a pair of familiar arms wrap around me and I shake at the feeling of butterflies erupting in my abdomen. "shhhh, it's ok. Y/N it's ok, baby. don't worry..." she continues whispering sweet nothings in my ear. tingling runs through my body in comfort. I feel a shock of cold and shiver in the emptiness of her arms not wrapped around me. I open my eyes to see her inside the house getting a blanket.
She comes back and wraps it around me. She didn't need to ask me whats wrong. I came out to my parents over the phone when we were hanging out. They told me to come home and I thought it was for them tell me its ok. Instead, they kicked me out. I told Sabrina "if I come crying to you, they didn't take it well" as a joke. Little did I know I would literally come crying to her.
She leads me inside and grabs me a water. I go to open it and she widens her eyes at my knuckles. I am not a very violent person, but I will fight a bitch if they try me. I realize she didn't know that it was my blood on my knuckles. "Oh.. Don't worry it was just me punching Abuse." We named this part of my bedroom wall I hit when I'm mad "Abuse" as a joke. It was hidden behind a Fifth Harmony poster.
She opened it for me. "come here" I take the blanket off and follow her into the bathroom. "Sit." she points to the counter. I hop up and sit on it while she cleans my knuckles. I sit there watching her focus on wiping off my knuckle without hurting me. Truth is, it hurts like hell. But watching her bit her lip in concentration, furrow her eyebrows when she see's me smiling, and watching her lips curve as she smiles back, even if it's awkward, makes the pain not so bad.
The thing is, she'll tell me I look hot, cuddle me, and call me babe. But still, we are just "best friends." I call bullshit tho, it is honestly so hard not to just kiss her right now. But I have to control myself. Before I even realize she is done. She is already leading me back to her couch. She turns on the TV and I see her youtube page. All the recommendations are me on my youtube channel. She quickly changes the channel and facepalms. I continue teasing her as we sit on the couch.
"It was my sister!" she blushes "Sure Jan," I reply and sip my water dramatically. We cuddle and watch Pretty Little Liars. She soon gets off me and turns to the other side oddly. I then realize she fell asleep. I give my blanket to her and kiss her head. I fall asleep and after about maybe 15 minutes feel her cuddle back into me.
--- an hour later --
Y/N POV:
I slowly become awake after feeling a body get off of me. I remember what happened before and smile. I act like I'm asleep for fun and feel lips press against my head. I clench my jaw to keep from smiling. A billion emotions run through my head and It wasn't even a big deal. But the love of my life just kissed my head. It is going to have an effect.
I 'stir' awake and I hear her fast walk away back to the kitchen. I sit up and go on my phone texting my brother if I can stay with him until I get a job and shit. "Hey, um I am going to text my brother," I say pauseing to clear my throat from the huskiness "To see if I can stay with him." I finish and look up to see her leaning against the counter looking at me. "no! I mean no, you can stay here?" She nervously mumbles. "Umm, I wouldn't want to intrude.." I delete the draft text I almost sent. "You wouldn't, I want you to. I'll ask my mom" She goes off and comes back a few mintues later.
"You might wanna get comfortable. You can stay." She smiles. Welp, now I am living with my crush. Great.
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Part 2? Sorry for not updating.. but I'm backkkk.
