Perfect Neighborhood..

Aiding an Injury

"Y/N!!" I feel my bed bouncing. I open my eyes and look over me to see Jaslyn smiling big. "Come with us!!" I smile. "Good morning to you too." she laughs. "Well, more like good afternoon.." I look at my clock and I see it is 1:26. "Ugh," I groan and sit up. "We'll let you get ready. We'll be right across the street in Julians Garage." I nod and yawn. Wait- She said we'll. I look at the door and see Julian standing at the door and he smiles and waves. "Give me five. I'll be there" She smiles and gets excited, "See you soon" I stand up as they leave the room and go in my clothes drawer. I need to go shopping. I grab grey sweatpants and a white spaghetti strap tank top and a white bra. I go into my bathroom and change. I splash my face with water and put on socks and slides. I go out of my room and my parents are about to head out the door for work, I'm assuming. "Bye sweetie!" my mom kisses my forehead. "Dads in the car, I left out a bowl and spoon for you for cereal." I smile "Thank you but I'm going outside with you, I'm heading to Julians." She shakes her head no, "No. You're eating first. You haven't eaten in a while." I relax my shoulders, slouching down. "Mom, I'll eat later. I told them I would be there in 5. It's been 4." She shrugs, "I don't care, Y/N. I need to see you eat something now. I'm sure they'll be okay with you missing a few minutes because you are eating because you haven't in 24 hours." I roll my eyes. "Mom, I'm fine. I'm not st*rving myself if that's what you think.." I raise my eyebrows. "Oh my god, that is what you think... Mom, no... that's. no. Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. But no, mom I'm fine.." She smiles and kisses my cheek. "I just need to see you eat when I get home later, Love you." I smile, "I love you too." She goes out the door and I go out and close the door. I wave to my dad as he pulls out the driveway. I run across the street and go into Julian's driveway and pull up the garage door. A whole bunch of smoke comes out. I immediately panic, thinking there's a fire. But when I open it all the way, I see them smoking. I start to cough, waving the smoke out of my face. "Well, she's never smoked." I look at Carter and roll my eyes smiling. "I have, once." I see Carter and Jaslyn smoking next to each other and Julian across the room just sitting on the floor flipping a pencil through his fingers. I smile and take a deep breath and look back at Jasmyn. "I think I'll sit with Julian.. he's not smoking" she nods as she blows smoke out her mouth. I sit next to Julian. "Regretting hanging out with us?" I shake my head looking at him. "No, not yet" I smile. "You don't smoke?" I add on to my statement. He shakes his head, "No. If I do I'll get addicted and no one can stop me. I'd rather it not happen again." I look at him confused. "You said again so someone had to have gotten you out." he looks at me and smiles, "they don't have weed in jail" I have a surprised look on my face. Then I immediately take it off because, well, I'm not really surprised. I look back at them and close my eyes and rest my head against the wall. Julian puts his head on my shoulder after he moves his body down so he's at a comfortable angle. He then moves his head into my lap and closes his eyes. I play with his hair and he smiles slightly. He opens his eyes, looking at me. He smiles big and I see a faint dimple. "Awh, you have dimples?" he nods and shuts his eyes again.

"Y/N!" I look to see Carter coming in the living room after the three of them were outside, Jas and Julian were skating. I was going to sit out there with Carter but I get hot easily and faint when I'm hot and it's 90º outside. "What?" he points at the door, out of breath so I stand up. "Julian, he, he fell and.. cut.. me and Jaslyn aren't good with blood were hoping you are.. it's a lot." he finishes and catches his breath. I hurry outside to see Julian holding his hand walking to me. Oh wow, it is a lot of blood. "Okay, come.." I grab his non-hurt hand and bring him inside, "Where's his bathroom?" Carter points to the door just a few steps away. I sit him on the toilet and grab a towel and wet it. "Hold this on your hand." I hand it to him and go out of the room to get a roll of paper towels. I bring them back and wet some and clean up the cut above his eyebrow and on his cheekbone. "Wow, that is a lot of blood.." He nods, looking at me. About 5 minutes pass of me cleaning up his face and putting bandages on them and he's still staring at my face. I clear my throat and take the towel out of his hand and look at it. "Not the worst one you have." I look at his eyes, "Your Uhm, cheekbones pretty bad." he nods, still making eye contact with me. "Do you know if you have a bandage wrap or.. something?" he nods "Yeah, in the cabinet under the sink." I nod and smile. "Okay.." I grab the wrap and wrap his hand "You're staring," I say, hoping it'll get him to stop. It didn't. I sit on one of his legs and move his face so it looks the other way so I can wipe around his cuts again. "You'll be okay if you feel pain.. you can take some medicine, it should help." He smiles big again. "Thank you" I smile back "Of course, dimples." He laughs, getting closer to me. Very, very close. Like our noses might as well be touching at this point. "Notice every time you point them out, we get closer and closer?" I look at his eyes, losing my breath, getting butterflies in my stomach. "I'm hoping you compliment them again soon. Maybe we'll be even closer." I bite my lip and stand up, "I think the pain is getting to your head.." I joke and he laughs. "Yeah.." he gets as close as he was before after he stands up after me, "someone would have to be in pain to ever with that from you" I feel his breathing on my lips and he kisses my forehead and leaves the room. Holy shit. He just has a flirty personality. I repeat to myself over and over again. I throw everything out and look at myself in the mirrors and takes a deep breath.