the glass boy || l.s.

CHAPTER SIX

LOUIS

Fuck.

Bambi.

That was the first thing that crossed my mind the moment I saw his face. It was flushed red. His glassy green eyes were staring up at me, and his shiny red lips were quivering. He looked like an innocent doe. I cursed myself for imagining an alternative scenario where he would look as he does now. I immediately loosened my grip on his hair and brought it up to rub my face.

This can't be real.

But he was still there. No longer staring up at me, but back to picking up the glass shards on the ground. I yanked his hand away to drop the broken glass on the ground, noticing he had cut himself and a little bit of blood was seeping through.

"Don't pick it up like that, you bloody idiot."

He let out a nervous laugh.

"You're hurt, and you're laughing? Are you a masochist or something?" I scoffed.

"Well.. I literally am a bloody idiot at this moment," he pointed at his bleeding palm with a smile.

Is he fucking serious?

Careful not to touch his cuts, I gripped him by his elbow to lift him to his feet. Fucking tall Bambi. I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly as I thought of what to do next. He was chewing on his lips nervously, making me let out an exasperated sigh.

"You know what? Come with me."

I grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him back inside. The party was still going strong, so I made a beeline for the second floor restroom. Bambi seemed to be in shock of everything that happened, but at least he wasn't being stubborn. Like he was in Walmart.

I pushed him into the restroom and I went inside along with him, making sure to close the door behind me. When I turned back around, Bambi was holding up a toothbrush with his other hand defensively.

"Look, buddy, judging by our eye level, I am approximately 10 centimetres taller than you and could easily tackle you down," he said threateningly. Well, almost threateningly. "You better not try anything on me, or I shall scream and people will come."

I rolled my eyes. Pushing the toothbrush away from my face, I stepped towards the sink and knelt down to open the cabinet. I took out the first aid kit and shook it directly in his face. He didn't lower the toothbrush on bit.

"Oh, don't flatter yourself, Bambi," I scoffed. "And scream all you want, nobody will hear you."

Placing the first aid kit on the sink, I strode towards him as he backed up against the restroom wall. I cursed at our height differences, I had to look up at him for God's sake. He jabbed the toothbrush at my chest, and I took it from him in one swift yank.

"Defenseless now, are we?" I smirked at him.

He blushed and turned his face away. Messing with him a bit is fine.. right? Planting my hands on each side of the wall beside him, he was trapped and I could see his Adam's apple bobbing. He was nervous. As my eyes trailed down slowly, I stared at his exposed chest and his white shirt was slightly wet from the water earlier. I could see his--

Fuck. I'm sorry, El.

"I'm messing with you. Come on."

I grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the sink. I patted the sink counter, signalling for him to sit so I could help with his cuts. He hoisted himself up, and extended his left hand that was cut. I settled between his legs as I used the tweezers to pull out some of the glass that was still there.