Three - Christian

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I wake up, with a cold rag on my head. I slowly inch forward on the seat, not knowing where I am. My head stings and I wince, as the curtains open to a golden sun dazzling through the window.

"Hey sleepy," Mitchel giggles at me. "You were out for a long time, must've had an awesome dream." I didnt, but I laugh too.
I face him, and I notice something I had never realised. His smile made him glow, and I couldnt tell whether i was delusional or if it was just the sunlight, but he seemed so... healthy. What I needed to be.

"So mister Christian, what would it be?" I snap out of my head, and look at him with confusion on my face. Mister Christian? Odd nickname, but I like it. "So you weren't listening to me for all of those 5 minutes?" Nope, too busy admiring you. "Uhhhh I still feel dizzy, maybe I should sleep more"

"Nuh-uh mister, YOU are coming with Clinton and I on a breakfast adventure, and you'll forget all about your dizziness". I already have. What am I feeling? "Fine, but i dont have any clothes to wear, and i feel kinda gross". Mitchel turns away, and I try getting up to follow him but everything becomes black, and I find my way back to the seat. "Here you go, you know where the bathroom is, right?" Mitchel comes back, holding a tshirt and a pair of joggers, HIS tshirt and joggers. I nod and shuffle to the bathroom. I close the door, and feel myself going red. What is going on?

I come out, with my hair sticking to my neck, water dripping onto the back of his shirt. Mitchel is sat on the end of his bed, braiding his hair in the reflection of his window, admiring the view simultaneously. I was admiring the view too, and then it turned around to face me. "Ahh so how are you feeling?" I smile at him, but unsure how to reply.

I look down at the floor, and that's when Mitchel gets up. "Hey, you." We're close, not too close where we're almost touching, but close enough to be able to smell his cologne. Its sweet, like him. "So, are you ready to leave?" I break the sweet tension, with nothing but regret in my heart. "Yeah sure, let's gooooo". Ah Mitchel.

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