(Alan's POV)
I've kept it secret for a long time, but I get the feeling it won't be one for long. As much as my parents love me, they're very pushy. I'm only 22 but they want me to have a girlfriend at least, I never had thought of it but until now, I wasn't very interested in it.
My parents kinda forced me to marry someone I never found interest in. Well, she's my friend but I don't find her attractive to be my wife. My parents think otherwise. I just went along with it because I'm too afraid to speak up against them, I didn't want to hurt them.
I couldn't sleep, I just kept staring at the ceiling, crying occasionally. I tried not to be too loud so I wouldn't wake up my soon-to-be wife I didn't love. I dreaded tomorrow, I would have to marry someone I didn't love. I contemplated what my life would be if I did go along with it and if I would still be the same. I looked at my phone, maybe I can just run away from it? I could live somewhere else? Stay the night? Skip the wedding? I didn't know, but I frankly didn't care. I got out of bed and began packing necessary stuff, clothes, phone charger, and stuff alike. I went downstairs and outside my house, I knew this was stupid but I don't have any technical options. I wandered around town, calling any friends who were even awake at this time, of course, no one picked up. I was scared and aimless, I never walked these streets so late at night and I was afraid something could happen to me. . .
I scrolled through my contacts frantically for anyone who could be awake. I then found Ken's number, I quickly dialed it and waited for him to pick up. It went to voicemail immediately.
"C'mon!" I whispered loudly as I tried to call him again. He didn't answer. I felt my tears roll down my cheeks, utter confusion and fear filled my body, I didn't know where to go. . .
I decide to just go to the nearest park and sleep there. It's not like I'll be out of place, a lot of homeless people sleep on the benches anyway. I checked my phone to see it was almost dead, I panicked a little because I couldn't call anyone in the morning if it was dead. I shrugged it off and hoped everything would be solved in the morning. I walked in the cold, my hoodie barely doing any good, and my lips and hands feeling numb. I heard my ringtone and immediately grabbed my phone, it was Kyrre, my body filled with joy as I answered the call.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Oh, Alan! I didn't think you would be awake," He said.
"Um, yeah, I ran away. . ." I whispered the last part.
"Wait, what? You ran away?" He asked, shocked.
"Y-Yeah," I could feel the lump in my throat getting bigger.
"Why?"
"It's a long story, but for short, I was gonna be forced to marry someone I don't want to!" I told him.
"Really? I thought that was a joke?" He opined.
"No, it wasn't,"
"Well, are you safe? Are you with someone?"
"N-No. . ." My voice cracked as tears fell again.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. I'll come pick you up, where are you?" I told him my location and after a while, he hung up. While I waited, I was paranoid someone would kidnap or try to. . . do other unspeakable things to me. I waited on the side of the sidewalk, the streets were empty so it was easy to spot Ky.
A familiar car pulled up, it was Ky. I got in on the passenger side and he drove back to his house, the trip was silent but a comfortable silence. Once we got to his house, he was quick to practically treat me nicely. I sat on the couch and he sat next to me.
"I. . . I don't know what to say, Alan. . ."
"That what I did was stupid," I told him.
"It wasn't stupid, it was irrational but not stupid, you were just scared. . ." He tried to comfort me. I sighed before leaning back.
"I don't know what to do, I just ran away from home but I didn't think about what I was going to do. . ." I mumbled.
"It's fine, you can stay here for as long as you want."
"Thank you. . ." His phone began ringing. He told me he'd be back before answering the phone and walking away to another room.
I was cold so I grabbed a blanket from the side table and covered with it. I admired the dark wood accents around the living room and portraits of family or friends. I still wondered what I was going to do when I did have to leave Ky's house. I yawned before closing my eyes and relaxing my body. Before I could fall asleep any deeper, Ky woke me up.
"Hey, if you're gonna fall asleep, go upstairs to the guest bedroom,"
"Mm, no. . ." I mumbled before closing my eyes again.
"Excuse me?" He retorted, I giggled softly.
"I don't why you're laughing, I thought you were sad?" He asked.
"You look funny." I smiled. He scoffed playfully.
"Then I could say the same myself," He smirked. I giggled lightly before leaning on his shoulder.
"You're warm. . ." I whispered. He was silent and tried to scoot over but I held onto him tightly.
"No. . ." I moaned softly. He couldn't scoot over anymore so he just laid down, stiff as a brick. I climbed on top of him and wrapped my legs around him, as well as my arms around his neck.
"Mm, I love you. . ." I murmured as I snuggled into his neck. I knew he was uncomfortable, but he felt so good to just hug and snuggle with.
"C-Come on, you can't just sleep on me," I opened my eyes to see he was blushing an intense red.
"Yeah, I can. . ." I continued to relax on top of him.
He became less tense and more calmer and it became easier to rest. I could feel his breathing slow and soften from sharp inhales to gentle breathing. I heard softly snore, I opened my eyes to find him sound asleep, I smiled and snuggled closer to him. He then wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me closer to his body. I fell asleep despite all the doubting in my mind, his body and comforting gave off a real serene vibe.
"I love you. . ." I whispered.
A/N
Part two will be disastrous.
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