Twenty Four Seven || Adam Park

thirty nine

I wasn't quite sure what time it was when I heard the faint sounds of an alarm going off but I did know that I was too tired to even wake up for it. I felt Adam shake my arms a few times, but I was just not budging. I think I even felt him check to see if I had a pulse, which I clearly did because I smacked his hand away when he did it. As much as I wanted to stay asleep, I forced my eyes open because I was scared that if I slept any longer, that I would fall back into that nightmare – so there I stood, walking down the hallway with my eyes nearly closed all the way as I made my way to the bathroom.

I splashed my face with water in attempts to wake me up. It helped some, but not much. That's just how my day was going to go – but I knew I could not fall asleep. After using the rest room, I traveled back to Adam's room where he was laying back on his bed. I thought he was getting ready, but there he laid still in the clothes he had slept in. I looked at him confused as he stared up at me.

"What?" he asked.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready for school?" I asked.

"No." he told me.

"Why not?" I put my hands on my hips.

"My grandma said I could stay home today with you." He told me.

"Adam, I don't want you staying home from school because of me. I have full intentions on going." I told him.

"Oh do you now?" he muttered.

"Yeah, so get up." I stepped closer to his bed.

"Hey, my grandma doesn't normally let me skip school so I'm taking full advantage of this." He grabbed my hand and made me take another step closer to the bed until I was basically leaning on it.

"I think I'm corrupting you..." I rolled my eyes.

"Don't even go there." He tugged on my arm, "Come on, I'm cold."

"What am I supposed to be, your blanket?" I smiled.

"You can be, yeah." He smiled.

"You're something else." I shook my head.

"See... look, this is how you become a blanket." He laughed as he grabbed me – a lot quicker than I realized because I didn't even have the time to react as he somehow managed to grab my hips, take my feet out from underneath me and plop me on the bed next to him. I immediately started laughing at the sudden movement. Then, he grabbed me and pulled me on top of him so that my head was laying on his chest and my stomach was on his lower torso with my legs intertwined between his.

"Then... you know... you just lay on me... and that's how you become a blanket."

"How come I don't get a blanket?" I asked.

"You get this blanket." Adam said as he grabbed the one, we had been sharing all night and pulled it over top of me.

"You're such a dweeb." I muttered as I tilted my head up slightly to look at him.

"I wouldn't need you as a blanket if you hadn't hogged this one all night." He slid his arm around my back and propped one of his pillows up underneath his head.

"Why didn't you just pull it off of me?" I asked.

"Well, that would have been rude... and then you would have been cold." He frowned.

"Then why didn't you just get another blanket?" I asked.

"That meant I would have had to get up." He told me.

"You're impossible, boy. Next time just pull the blanket from me." I closed my eyes as I sighed.

"And you snore... terribly." He laughed.