Mr. Popularity & the Nerd

Mr. Popularity & the Nerd (13)

Mr. Popularity & the Nerd (13)

I was too shocked to move. I didn't know what to do. Should I call his mom? His dad? I was freaking out. I tried to speak but nothing came out of my mouth so I helped him into the house and walked him slowly to the couch. Good news was, he wasn't bleeding. Bad news, he was hurt and I was the only one home. I tried to speak again and this time I found my voice.

"What the hell happened!!??"

"Nothing. I just.. I tripped. That's all." He said while coughing.

"No you didn't. Tell me what the hell happened."

"I don't have to tell you shit." He spat coldly. Wow, that's what I get for trying to help him. Fine.

"You know, I tried to be nice. I tried to help. If you didn't want it, all you had to do was leave. No one told you to come ringing the bell to this house. I don't even know why I bother with idiots like you." I spat back and stormed off to my room. I jumped on my bed and hugged my pillow. Moments later I heard the door to my room open but I didn't turn to look. Then I felt another person's weight on my bed. This time I turned to look.

"Why are you still here?"

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I just.. I just didn't need your help with anything. I'm not gonna unload my crap on you when I barely know you. In fact, I don't do that heart to heart kind of shit."

"Okay."

"Okay?"

"Yeah. Okay. I'll get you a glass of water. Seems like you need it." He nodded and I got up off my bed and down the stairs to get him water. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, the bell rang again. Oh my god. I groaned loudly. I went to open the door and in front of me stood an unfamiliar looking man.

"Uhm.. Can I help you?" I asked.

"Yeah. You can. Is Timothy Martinez here?" 

"No." I lied. Why did I just do that? 

He eyed me suspiciously and a moment later he walked away. I quickly closed the door behind me and breathed. I ran upstairs to check on Timothy to make sure he was okay. I don't know why, but I just did. When I reached my room, I saw he was looking at the books on my bookshelf. He probably heard me entering the room because he turned to look at me.

"Oh, I thought you went to get me water?" He furrowed his eyebrows. I was still replaying that moment in my head when I zoned out. 

"Paris! Paris!" I snapped out of it when I heard someone shouting my name over and over.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Speaking of forgetting, some dude came by before looking for you." His face hardened right at the mention of it.