The Night He Fell (BoyXBoy)

Monday

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As I open my eyes a pain in my head is unbearable, and I feel as if a piece of me is missing. As I look around I instantly realize where I am; My summer home. I attempt to recall what happened before I woke up; I have a vague memory of me meeting up with my boyfriend.... at some party.The last thing I remember is breaking things off with him, and everything going black. There's one person I can remember so well; Like they were someone very close to me...but something tells me they weren't. I somewhat remembered him having blond hair with a light pinkish tint along with two different eye colors; I wish I could've gotten his name...my phone! I sit up, as hard as it was- the huge migraine messing with my head- and turn to my nearby table. It wasn't there. There has to be some kind of date or something to tell me what day it is; I shake it off and instead look for my laptop, I know it was somewhere.. after minutes of searching I finally came across it; I sit with it in my lap and open it up. Today was August 15th at 8:00am, I remain silent until it hits me. "Class! I'm late..!" And wasn't I supposed to move to my dorms today? I move as fast as I can while grabbing my closest belongings; I prayed that I could make it to class on time and I also felt excited to meet my new roommate.

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I check into my dorms and make my way up the stairs. I look at the card in my hand telling me what my room number is.Finally, I am face to face with my door; I slowly unlock the door and push it open. First thing that I noticed was the room and how clean it was.It was extremely spotless and nicely arranged..I walk inside, shutting the door behind me. One side of the room had all my roommates belongings; so I politely took the other bed. I don't want to set a first bad impression, so I try my best to keep my side of the room spotless as well.

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My phone is gone so it's quite boring not being able to communicate with any close friends so I laid on my bed fiddling with my thumbs. It has also occurred to me that my so called ex boyfriend never even approached me; is it so bad to want to see him? It's not very fun to not remember someone's face, It's like I have some kind of amnesia shit going on so; I go ahead and shake him from my thoughts. By what I remember, I broke up with him.. so he shouldn't matter. My roommate soon comes to mind. Right.. college should be over by now. I sit up. What if he doesn't like me? Or disapproves of me? What if I don't like them..? Will we get along? All types of questions went through my head, and I had no idea how to answer any of them. All I could do was wait. I jumped to the sound of the door knob. This was it. I was going to be face to face with my roommate. What if he is some tough kid? Or a nerd who loves to read and sit around studying? I pull my knees to my chest. Here we go. I watch as the door swings open, and a boy walks in, a full backpack in hand. It shocked me to see him. It's him. The boy from that party. His blonde hair with the pinkish tint and unique eyes that emit such a gorgeous color. I couldn't help but get lost staring into his orbs.

"Yeah?" His voice wakes me from my thoughts.

"S-sorry.. I'm Liam." I curse at myself for stuttering. He scoffs and shuts the door.

"Carter." Is all he says as he takes a seat on his bed.

"So-"

"Don't." My eyes widen a-bit. Did I say something wrong? "Look." He catches my gaze. "I never said I liked you, nor did I say I wanted to talk with you." His eyes shot me a warning glare, which sent chills down my spine. This kid. I couldn't help but become confused over the attitude he shows towards me. Just as I thought.. he hates my guts.

"Please evaluate what I did wrong.." He only sighs and pulls out his phone.

"I have my reasons. Me and you just won't get along."