Fragile

Where am I?

I woke up to the smell of cologne and a hint of peppermint. Hmm? I shot straight up knowing that is definitely not the smell of my house. My house dose not smell like sexiness! My house smells of beer, sweat, and dirty socks! I look around to see if there was anyway to tell were the hell I am when all of a sudden I hear a grown. A male grown. "What the hell? Where am I?" I see movement in the room by a wall. I try to focus on what it is then I remember what happened today in detention James, Brandon, and I. I raise my hand to my head an the other to my neck I wince in pain seeing if they still hurt which they do. "Don't move to much after James let go you hit your head pretty hard on the cabinet door." I jump in fear forgetting something had moved just a minute ago. "Where am I? Who are you?" I asked waiting on a response they seem to be hesitant which I couldn't possibly understand why? They brought me here and I don't even know who they are and where here is. "Well?" Still waiting for an answer finally he speaks up "I am Brandon, and you are in my bedroom." "Why?" I asked. "Well I didn't know where you lived, and by the time someone could get me off of James and him to calm down enough detention was over, and I wasn't just gonna leave you there seeing as it was 5:00." I hesitated "Thank you" I mumbled under my breath. "Your welcome" he said. Then I remembered! "What time is it?"I asked. My dad wanted me at home 4:50 EXACTLY! How am I suppose to get home I don't have a car? "It is 9:30" he answered "shit, god damn it!" I said "Are you ok?" Brandon asked. "No!" I snap back "How could I have slept for four hours and thirty minutes?" He seemed a little shocked by how quick I was to snap. "I'm sorry I said. "I just need to get home, and I don't have a way to get there." He looked at me "I can give you a ride if you want?" I hesitated then nodded slowly. He told me to hold on he was gonna get shirt and get me a hoodie seeing as I didn't have mine anymore which mad me wonder where it was. "Wait were is my hoodie?" I asked. He turned to me slowly "It was all torn up seemed pretty old so I decided if it was ok with you I'd let you have one of mine, is that alright?" I nodded slowly. Um of course that's alright I would even take your boxers if you offered not that I would know if he wears boxers I thought. shaking my head trying to clear the thoughts about this sexy mysterious man I know nothing about. "You alright?" He asked. "Yeah just thinking." About how how sexy you are. He then walks over to me with a hoodie of his That says SUPREME on it. Retrieving it from him. It took me a minute to realize he didn't have a shirt on. I felt the heat rush to my face and I felt as though I was gonna get a nose bleed and pass out like in the anime shows I've watch lucky I didn't or else that would be a weird ride home. I coughed a little trying to hint that he still wasn't fully dressed. To much sexiness system overload Beep Beep Beep!! What is wrong with me I don't even know this guy and I'm having impure thoughts, but I think he might've caught on to my horrible hinting skills and finally put his shirt on. "Ready?" He asked "yep!" I answered. He grabbed the keys and we left.