M I S F I T

𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒘𝒐

You fluttered your eyes open. You realized you didn't recognize where you were. You were in someone else's bed. "What. The. Fuck." You thought to yourself. You turned your head to the right and jolted upwards. "Who the fuck are you, and where am I" you said in an assertive tone. A guy with dark brown curly hair and hazel eyes sat across from you. "Thank god your awake" he said "My name's Allen. I'm that one guy in full riot gear who helped you when you were tear gassed. Remember?" You immediately tensed up and got out of bed. "Thanks for saving me and all, but where. Am. I." You demanded. Allen chuckled and licked  his lip. "You're at my house. I don't really know where you live so..."  his voice trailed off. You smiled at him, "Where's my stuff?" You asked. He pointed to a corner in the room where your clothes and backpack were. "Those were the clothes I had on!" You thought to yourself, you looked down at your chest and realized you had an oversized dark red shirt on. "Oh and don't worry, my sister changed your clothes." Like as if it was on que, a slim girl who looked about 5'6 walked into the room. She had a shaved head but it had painted smiley faces on it. She waved, you waved back. "My name is Raia by the way" she said. "My name's y/n" you responded. Raia looked at Allen and said "I gotta get going, my roomates aren't going to be happy if I'm late again" she said as she left the room, closing the door behind her. "Is it okay if you stay the night? The police are out there stopping every car, and shooting rubber bullets. I don't think it's safe to leave the house just yet." He said frowning. You nodded. You didn't mind staying the night. The neighbors from your apartment building always seemed to have sex every.single.day. The sounds of moaning and cursing weren't very pleasing to ear. Especially at 2:00 in the morning trying to sleep. "I'm watching a movie in the living room, feel free to join." Allen said. After he left the room you analyzed his room. His favorite color was probably red, dark red. Guessing from almost everything in his room being a dark burgundy. You walked to the living where you saw Scary Movie being displayed on the television screen.  Right across from the tv was Allen on the couch, ginger ale in hand. "Hey you, want anything? I have some beer in the fridge?" Allen asked. "I don't drink" you responded. "C'mon, watch this movie with me." You walked over towards him but tripped on the rug underneath the coffee table infront of the sofa. You put your hands out getting ready to catch  yourself, but you haven't hit the ground. You felt a pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist. They were Allen's. You    thanked him and left his grip.
"No problem. I'd do anything to help a damsel in distress"
"Damsel in distress?- I'll have you know I would've been JUST FINE if you let me fall. I can take care of myself Allen"
"Can you now?"
"Mhm"
"You didn't seem so strong after being tear gassed."
"THAT DOESN'T COUNT!"
"Yeah sure!"
"It doesn't!"
You and Allen went back and fourth until he grabbed you by the waist and closer to him. He started to tickle you. "AHH- STOP- STOP- UNCLE" you said in between laughs. After a whole minute he finally stopped. You guys made eye contact which felt like FOREVER. He looked down and back up at you "fuck, your really beautiful." You covered your mouth to hide the smile forming on your lips. "You aren't to bad yourself Allen" you said while winking. He bit his lip. "Is it okay... if I kiss you?" He asks. You nod quickly feeling his soft pink lips against yours. He wraps his arms around you and picks you up, your legs around his waist while still kissing him as he walks to the bed room
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Cut the cameras- deadass.
A/N
is that a S M U T  I smell? Hmm stay tuned...