By accident

Chapter 3

My body goes numb... I'm in the same room as The Discoveres, I'm not quite sure what's making me so worked up, I didn't even care about them when I walked into the building.

"What happened?", one of the boys asked me.

I sit up to look at him, to observe him. His sweat dripping through his long brown curly hair, down his face, past his bright blue eyes. I stare into them... I stare too deep, I'm getting lost in them.

Shit! I need to come back to reality, what was his question?

"Oh, well... um I..."

He interrupts me, "...Did you hit your head?"

Oh shit reply!

"Oh yes, and I don't remember how, but I was dancing and then suddenly I ended up in here", I reply

"Did this happen during the show?!" he asks, this time with a concerned tone.

I nod.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry! Do you need stitches?"

"Well, uhm, I vaguely remember hearing the nurses when I was half conscious saying that it's not too deep. So I don't think I will, no," I reply.

"Okay good," he responds, with his eyes fixated on mine.

I break our gaze to notice that the other band members are laughing behind us. I glance back up at him to find he is still focused on me. He goes to speak, but gets side tracked from his band mates.

"We'll catch you in there Ollie." they say as they walk off laughing.

He looks down looking slightly embarrassed. "Well I better go, I hope you enjoyed the concert, you know... before you hit your head"

I laugh, "Thanks, it was a good concert... before I hit my head."

He laughs with me. As the laugh dies off he stops and looks at me, then says, "I didn't quite catch your name"

"Oh, It's Ruby" I respond.

"Ruby, that suits you." He says with a cheeky grin. I blush and break our gaze to look down at the icepack in my hands.

He runs his hands through his sweaty hair then speaks with an undecided tone "Ah, anyway, it was nice meeting you, Ruby."

"You too, Ollie"

His eyes darken after I say his name. But he suddenly turns and rushes off down the corridor, and before I could say anything, he  was gone. I place the extremely melted ice pack on the coffee table and sit back onto the couch, trying to comprehend this night. Did I just meet The Discoveres? Did I just have a conversation with one of them? Why did he want to know my name?