Go With The Flow

I shivered again as the harsh wind grazed my sun kissed skin. Remind me why didn’t I bring my hoodie again! Oh that’s right sleeping in a library wasn’t on my to do list or any other day list! I groaned in frustration. But it only echoed on the empty streets. The only noise I could hear was silence, pin-drop silence. Ironic isn’t it?

Silence ringing inside my head

Was I seriously singing while I should be focused on getting home! This was truly pathetic. It must be what 12 by now. It was 11.45 when I left from the library. It was a 20 min walk to my house. To say that I was scared was an understatement. I was alone with nothing to protect myself from.

Why did I sleep in the library?! Why! I cursed myself for my own stupidity. And not only that I literally slept at the end of the table at the back side. Given that it’s a great place to read without distractions although the librarian was my only disturbance. Other than that the library stayed empty for days, weeks or maybe forever. Since most of the people had started ebooks.

I did too but reading in an empty library was peaceful. The smell of the book and the sound of the pages turn was- I don’t think I can even explain it. It was serenity at its finest. And...nevermind. I buried the sad thoughts deep inside. So the only disturbance in this serenity was the librarian. Not intentionally though. Let me explain.

Now I know, how can a librarian be a hindrance. This actually started a month ago, reading at the back that is. My usual reading time was- why am I even lying. There was no ‘usual time’ per say. It really depended on my moods and most of the time I would just take the books with me when I felt like reading at the night time. I felt that every day but I was already sleep deprived. By now you know that I’m a night person. Obviously high school didn’t support that.

But it didn’t disturb my reading time. I lived a very simple life per say. Wake up, school, eat and sleep. And reading was the one thing that helped me pass time through the day. By now you’ve also guessed that I didn’t have any friends. Don’t get me wrong I talked to a lot of people in school and we were on good terms but they weren’t friends. They were my acquaintances... But I didn’t mind being alone. It gave me a lot of time to myself. And afterall a person can be surrounded but still alone. Please excuse my music reference, even in the future. I wasn’t always alone though... I shook the memories away.

So anyway, a month ago I caught the librarian watching porn on the computer. Thank god I could only hear the moans before I quickly slammed my palms on my ears. I think I slapped myself. I was scarred for life. Even thinking about it makes me vomit. ugh!

But the librarian was more scarred than me. To say she was embarrassed was an understatement. And from that day and onwards she would give me the “If you sit here, I will destroy you” look. Personally I would be too embarrassed to even work there but the lady had guts, I would give her that. But then again a person can go to any lengths for money...

So after that I started sitting at the very back where she couldn’t see me. Now this wasn’t problem until I slept. The good thing was that I could jump out of a window without getting hurt since the library was locked and the windows were at just a bit below than my shoulders. And I was good 5′7′. I doubt she even realized that I was stuck here. I mean the library was huge! Like Buckingham Palace huge! Yeah... I can be dramatic sometimes, only sometimes. Hehe. That sounds creepy, in my mind that is. She probably thought I had left already. Well I didn’t so here I am.

The streets were dark with the street lights being the only source of light. It felt like a scene from a horror movie. I was brisk walking at this point. Only a few minutes and I would reach my home sweet home. And then something unusual happened.

I heard light tap of footsteps. The more that I walked towards my house the noise of the footsteps increased.

Tap tap tap...

I felt my heartbeat increase and with the rate it was beating I knew I had skipped a few. I quickened my steps to reach my home faster, where I would be safe. What if someone is following me? Or maybe they’re just going in the same direction as I am. Right? My paranoia grew by tenfold as the gruesome thoughts invaded my mind.

But what I saw next shocked me to the core. There stood a silhouette of a man just a few meters in front of me. I was too wrapped up in my overthinking of my impending doom that I failed to see the person in front of me. And to think someone was following me! I chuckled quietly at that. The only other thing I could see was his shadow. But what surprised me more was that the figure was staggering slightly, aimlessly. I have a habit of expecting the worst.

I got a little closer out of curiosity but still keeping a safe distance. After all it’s not everyday you see someone staggering at the middle of the night. The more closer I got, the more the figure started to sway as if, as if he was drunk. I figured it was a he because of the broad shoulders. At this rate he looked like he would collapse at any given moment. My house came into view.

If he was drunk and from the looks of it he was then it wouldn’t be safe for me. Who knows? It’s better to be safe than sorry. And with that I ignored my curiosity and focused on the task at hand. Getting home, which was nearly done by now.

What’s the point of watching horror movies when you don’t follow the basic rule, don’t get out of house at midnight or when it’s dark, alone. And if you did then, get home. I was not going to be the girl who let’s her curiosity win and die. I’m pretty sure supernatural creature exist, they just might be living in secret. And maybe it was a good idea. They would probably be frustrated with humans and probably hate them. I know I hate people. Except myself, I love myself.

The figure was now literally at my house now. It was swaying dangerously close to my house before he collapsed. I slowly made my way calling out a few times but was only met by silence again. Knowing that the figure wouldn’t move anytime soon I made my way towards it. Just a little peak wouldn’t hurt.

I loomed over the figure. The light hit his face and what I saw shocked me to the core. Again. I could light up the whole neighborhood with the amount of ‘shocks’ I’ve produced. I chuckled at my own joke. Lame? I know. Do I care? No

The collapsed figure was none other than Ares Flynn Knight, the school heartthrob. He went by Flynn though and nobody was supposed to call him Ares. Personally I think it was a cool name. But anyways, he had jet black hair with gray eyes. He was lean and about 6 ‘2’. And to wrap it up he also did very well in class. I only knew this because he was in all of my classes. Lucky, I know.

He was known as the bad boy. I know girls say that they want a bad boy but their version of bad boy and a real bad boy is wayyyy different. A real bad boy would use you and then crush your heart and then you both are nothing but strangers. You’re just left to mend your broken heart.

Even in an unconscious state with his hair dishelved he looked like nothing less than a greek god. But what was he doing here? And so late at night? Should I help him? Maybe I could wake him up but I don’t think he would be able to go to his house by himself in this state. Maybe I should call someone from his phone. I could just tell one of his family members to pick him up. I didn’t know where he lived and even if I did I wasn’t going to be the good Samaritan and take him to his house and have to walk alone again in midnight. I never said I was generous.

I checked his hoodie pockets and luckily enough I found his phone. But just as fast the excitement came, it went away when I saw that the phone was locked. I tried the basic ones but failed to open it. I don’t know why I hoped him to be the dumb guy and put 1234 as his password. I groaned in frustration again. This is going to be a long night. I gritted my teeth as I poked Ares on the stomach to wake him up. I called out a few time but of no use. At one point I may or may not have slapped him...Oops!

His right hand twitched and I felt the relief rush in. He groaned before he stopped moving again. And all the hope was gone. Now only one thing is left.

I took his left hand and started dragging him towards my house. Luckily my parents were on a trip to Maldives so I was home alone. Because I wouldn’t want to imagine their expression when they found me dragging a drunk boy. Home alone was heaven, well until now. After a few minutes of struggling and groaning I managed to drag him to my porch. I reached for the keys in the right pocket of my black joggers and quickly unlocked the house.

I started dragging him with my to the house and then I tripped. I groaned as my back hit the floor. My head hurt a little from the impact. It wasn’t much though. You got to be fucking kidding me! I kicked Ares’s legs in frustration. Of course Ares was still out like a donkey after working the whole day.

The feeling of safeness and warmth returned and I relished in it before dragging Ares to the couch. And with great difficulty and I say this with conviction I managed to place Ares on the couch.

Just when I thought I was done, Ares rolled and fell down the couch. Seriously?! You know what he can sleep on the floor for all I care. After that I locked the house and went up to change into my night suit which consisted of shorts and a baggy micky mouse black tee. I brushed my teeth keeping my sleepiness at bay for a few minutes because never was I going to sleep without brushing my teeth. Its...gross!

After doing my business, I collapsed onto my bed and snuggled in my comforter before turning the air conditioning on. I know it sounds stupid but something about sleeping in a comforter with the Air conditioning on. My dad used to say that if your cold then why do you need AC? And if you’re hot why do you need a comforter while AC? He’ll never understand...Shame

I was at the verge of sleep when I heard the door opening and closing again. I felt the bed dip beside me as I turned to see the intruder, even though I had already anticipated who would it be.

And sure enough there lay Ares in all his glory on my bed.

“What are you doing here?! You’re supposed to be on the couch right now, downstairs! I meant floor” I whisper shouted.

“It’s hot downstairs” He mumbled groggily, narrowing his eyes at me slightly. And with that he rolled on his side. I would’ve missed it, if it wasn’t this quiet right now.

“Get up! get up” I rolled my eyes and supported him into an half sitting position. I got up and starting removing his hoodie. But then his hands caught my wrist just as my hands reached it hem. I looked up, slightly puzzled.

He smirked lazily. Damn he looked hot! Snap out of it Sam! But what he said next caught my attention. “I would love to continue but I’m tired right now” he said staring into my eyes. I scowled and broke the stare. I could see him fighting to keep his eyelids open. He was on the verge of unconsciousness.

“I’m trying to remove your hoodie so you don’t feel so hot anymore” I gritted my teeth as my jaw clenched. And with that he let go of my wrist and let me continue the action. ‘As if I would sleep with you’ I mumbled under my breath. Loud enough for him hear. I could imagine his face turning into a scowl. I smiled.

The t-shirt rode up a little allowing me a peak at his abs. And damn were they hot. “Oh plea- he opened his mouth to argue but I cut him off. “There done!” I was too tired to argue so with that I threw his hoodie below the bed. I swiftly turned, my back facing him. I heard him shuffle beside seemingly quiet knowing that I wasn’t going to take his crap.

I tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable position before I heard him shuffle again and then I was pulled into a hard chest. Hands wrapped on my waist. My face now resembled that of a tomato. I blushed that much. But it’s not everyday a hot guy cuddles with you. Aww! He likes to cuddle.

Once the thought fully settled in, I tried push myself out of his grip. I even clawed at his hands with my nails but he was sound asleep. Or he acted like that. Maybe the exhaustion caught up with him too. Without thinking I turned towards so that now my body was facing his, to wake him up. Big mistake! Because now my face was now just an inch farther than his.

If I leaned in a little, my lips would touch his. I wonder if he’s a good kisser? What can you blame a girl. I shook my head, cleared the thoughts. What have I become? I looked at him, like really looked at him.

He looked so peaceful, calm. Serene. Yea that’s the word. All the thoughts of waking him up flew out of the window. And then I realized that I had been staring at him. By now I was too much of a tomato to say anything. I went back to the same position I was in before, with my back facing his chest. I tried once again to get out of his iron grip before I huffed and gave up. I felt him bury his face in my hair. I blushed again.

Wait! Was he awake? Was he doing this on purpose? I slapped his arm again. No movement. Or maybe not.

Damn Ares for making me blush so hard! Damn him!

The exhaustion caught up with me and with that I welcomed the darkness with open arms.

Author’s note

So uh I’ve finally and I mean finally have the guts to post this. Well I hope u like Sam. So uh idk what to say? This is my first time. I’m nervous.

So um I hope yall like the story. About the updates I dont really have any timetable or timings but I’ll try to post as often as I can. Oh and english is not my first language so feel free to point out any typos or mistakes :

But who do u imagine them to be? Let me know in the comments.

And the count of words it’s not going to be constant. Some maybe short compared to others.

comment, vote and share if you want.

Bye

Nat