Chapter Nine

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Heyo! Update! Umh, just... Strong language!
Enjoy!
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Adam's pov

I woke up, weirdly comfortable and warm.
Then I gasped, realizing I totally don't have a bed like this.

I sat up, looking around.

Wait... Where I am?? Am I here alone??

I never woke up somewhere and  didn't know where I was. This was weird.

What happened?

I looked at my hands and then again around the room.

It was clean, white room, it was little, but nice.

I wasn't at my apartment.

Then I remembered... I went with Lawrence.

I blushed and panicked more.

Did we? No.. No. I'd remember it.

Where's Lawrence?

I looked to the other side of the bed and-- there was a paper. It looked like a letter.

I slowly crawled to the other side, with terrible headache, and took the paper.

ʼI went to work. You fell asleep right away. If you wanna leave, you can, just let me know you're okay. Or you can stay and wait until I get back. That'll be afternoon by two. Have a great day, Adam.
Lawrence xxʼ

My heart jumped up when I finished reading. I get my nails to my mouth and read it once again.

I fell asleep? Does that mean we didn't do anything? Am I at his apartment.. Then? Wait, didn't I faint or something? I don't remember leaving with him though...

I was thinking for a while and then I managed to blush. Again.

Have a great day, Adam.

I smiled.

Okay, Lawrence just made me smile in the morning-- no one ever managed to do that to me.

I chuckled to myself and thew my head to the other side.

I saw a toast and milk. Another paper.

ʼhaven't got anything better, forgive me :)ʼ

My smile went wider. How's he such an angel?

I sighed and get out of the bed.

“Ow..” I rubbed my head “shit” I whispered and--- that's when I realized I had another clothes on!

I flushed dark.

What? What? Did he change my clothes??

I took a deep breath and ate what he had there. I was hungry, but my head Still hurt, so I went to find some painkillers........

Door handle. It moved.

I gasped and watched the doors, opening.

I was kinda in shock, but still scared-- what if he lives with his parents?? What if this Is one of them?? What am I gonna say??

The door opened and Lawrence came in.

I exhaled.

“What's wrong?” He asked and closed behind himself.

I blushed.

“Nothing.. Nothing.. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you.. Be there by afternoon?”

Lawrence snickered. “It's three o'clock, Darling.”

Oh shit. Seriously?

I blushed. “Don't.. Call me that.”

“It was a joke” He said and took off his jacket.

I got that.” I looked at him, and saw he did too, that's why I looked away almost immediately.

“Anyways.” I cleaned my throat. “You changed my clothes?”

“mhm” He hummed.

“So you.. Like... Um, stripped me naked?”

He laughed. “I didn't have a choice. Your clothes was In vomits.”

Damn it, this is so embarrassing!

“Alright..”

“Don't worry, we didn't do anything. As I wrote, you fell asleep.”

Why do I feel such a need in myself when we talk about something like this?

I have literally so much questions.

I bite my bottom lip and looked up at him.

“And.. What if I didn't fall asleep?”

He stayed still for a while and then came closer to me.

I still watched him. My cheeks red. And my stomach full of butterflies.

He placed both of his hands on my cheek.

“I wouldn't do anything to you.” He said.

“Really?”

“I wouldn't lie to you, Adam.”

I smiled a bit and closed my eyes, when he put his forehead on mine.

“I'll still have to go to school, even if I'm late.”

“Alright.. And, call me if something.. You know”

“Don't worry about it anymore.” I said and he let go of me.

“See you later then..?” He was kinda unsure.

I smiled at him.

“Sure. See you soon. And thank you” I left the apartment.

I took a lot of deep breathes and my body went cold.

I'm not gonna lie.

I want him. So much.

But I never really thought about it, with someone who's a male.

It makes me nervous.

I wonder what is Lawrence feeling?

I sighed and left for school.
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What's gonna happen in school and..
Blah. You guys know 😂

Love, Rita.

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