i wake up still in ryan's arms. i lightly shake ryan to get him up.
"wake up ry." i said softly.
ryan wakes up and stretches. i reach for my phone and see it is 11:21 AM. i get up and put my fleece back on.
"where are you going?"
"i'm going to go get ready for the day."
"okay i'll see you later then?"
"yup."
i slip my flip flips on and walk back to my dorm. i enter and the boys heads shoot up from their phones.
"where the fuck were you?!"
"i slept over at ryan's."
"you could've told us that! god lexy we were worried."
"well i am here now."
i grab my outfit for the day which consisted of a cheetah tight-fitting mini skirt, and a white top. i entered the bathroom and took a full shower.
i got out and changed into my outfit. i blow-dried my hair and did light makeup. i put on my white slip on vans and headed out. i went to the glitz pastry café.
i ate french toast sticks with powdered sugar on them. as i was leaving the café i walked closer to the side of the entrance because other people were entering. a agave plant cut the bottom of my thigh right above my knee. it started bleeding a little too much.
i grabbed multiple napkins from the tables outside and sat down. i applied pressure and tried to stop the bleeding. soon i am 3 napkins deep of blood.
"are you ok?"
i look up and see sam.
"yeah i just cut my leg on that plant. i'll be fine."
"it doesn't look like it's going to stop bleeding. i'll clean it follow me, my dorms like 5 seconds away from here."
i get up and follow sam. i hold the napkin to my cut so the blood doesn't get everywhere. we walk like 15 feet and we are at sam's dorm.
i walk in and nobody is home. only sam and i.
we go into the bathroom and sam pats the counter and tells me to get up there. me being only 5'1 can't get up there just by jumping. strangely sam's counter was higher up than the one in my dorm.
"get up there."
"i can't."
sam with no hesitation grabs me from both sides of the waist and hoists me up on the counter.
"here let me see."
i let go of the napkin and sam lifts it up.
"it got you pretty good."
i nod.
"lets put it under the water."
sam turns on the sink and i turn my leg under it. the bleeding sort of stops.
"okay now turn it towards me."
sam was holding a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. i abosolutely hate getting my cuts sprayed with hydrogen peroxide. it burns, and i hate the stinging.
"please don't." i say softly.
"why? it will clean it."
"i hate the stinging."
"it'll be fine."
sam sprays it three times and by instinct i grab his shirt. i squeeze it tightly. i close my eyes and try to not feel the stinging sensation.
