I see you lying next to me

“Thanks. Now go to your own room and leave me alone” he says.
His voice is low-pitched, but it doesn’t sound like the voice of a guy that rape anyone..
I still don’t see him, why does he even play his guitar in a complete darkness?
“Are you the Frank guy, the one that committed suicide earlier?” I had to ask.
I start to regret it quickly. You can’t just ask if someone had just committed suicide or something.
“Didn't your mother tell you it's very impolite to ask things like that? Anyway, Yes I am, but please, just go now and leave me alone” I hear from the darkness. Okay, he is the Frank guy. I don’t want to go yet; I want to know more about him. What are the horrible things he's done?

“Why do you play your guitar in the dark? And why don’t you come here and show up so I can see you?” I ask. I’m just curious.
Wait, Bob told me he can be dangerous. What if he comes here now and beats me up? What if he’s like very tall and strong and I don’t have any chance to get away before he beats me up.
I hear him getting up from a couch and then I hear a few steps before I can see him.
He walks quickly towards me.
Finally I can see him properly. I almost let out a big sigh of relief.

He’s small, probably a little bit younger than me, and to be honest, he’s like the most handsome boy I’ve ever seen. And I’m not even gay.
I quickly notice that his sleeves are pulled up, showing his arms that are covered in different kinds of cuts. His eyes also have dark circles around them, and he's very pale. He looks sick in a way.
I start to feel very sad for him, why would someone as beautiful and young as him want to take their life?
He looks so sad, though right now his face looks like 'gonna kick your balls if you don't leave right now', there's still something very sad about his look. Though maybe I shouldn't feel bad for someone that has obviously done something horrible. Maybe he deserves all this misery he seems to be in.

“I feel more comfortable in the darkness, that’s it. Now you can see me, is there anything more you want or could you just go now?” he says as he runs his hand through his black hair. Oh yes, I'd like to kiss you so bad if you don't mind? God I must be so exhausted to think things like this.
Suddenly he looks over me to the empty corridor behind me and looks concerned.

Then I hear someone coming up the stairs to the second floor.
Frank’s eyes widened.
“It’s Mary, I can feel it. Oh my god” he says before sticking to my shoulder and dragging me in to his room and shutting the door quickly.
It’s complete darkness now and I can’t see him, or anything else.
I sit on the floor.

“If she would’ve seen us, we would get in a big trouble. Not that I care anymore, but I know you do care” I hear him telling from somewhere near me.

“But what am I going to do now? And where are you? I can’t see anything” I say as I try to find him with my hands.
I think I found him.
He’s standing in front of me.
And I think I just touched his butt. It’s seems pretty nice. No. What the fuck is wrong with me.

“What the--“ he whispers. I can feel him staring at me with a confused face, though I still don’t see anything.
“Sorry I just tried to--“ I mumble quickly but he interrupts me.
“No it’s okay, don’t worry” he says as he sits down next to me.

“So what are we going to do now, how long will I need to be here?” I ask, now I’d really like to go to my own room and just sleep before this guy rapes me. I still think it's possible.
“Just as long as it takes to me to be completely sure the corridor is empty and you’ll not get any problems” he answers.
“But why do you even care?” I ask. I can’t believe that he wants to protect me.
“Because you're so damn stupid and didn't go away as I told you to, but still you haven't caused any harm so I have no reason not to save your ass from Mary"
he answers. This guy really isn’t that bad as the people say.
“Thanks, you’re not so bad really” I say and smile to myself. I may sound weird, but I’d really like to spend more time with this guy.
"Well thanks" I hear him mumbling quietly.


I hear him moving a bit.
I suddenly feel his arm around me, he pulls me a little bit closer and leaves his arm around me. He's so warm.
I end up leaning on him with his arm around me.
I don't know if this is even called cuddling or something, but I've never felt anything like this.
There we just sit on the floor, in the darkness, enjoying each others company silently.
It feels so wrong and so right at the same time, I know I should be sleeping in my own room already but it's just so comfortable here.

We still sit in silence, now both kind of leaning on each other, both half asleep.
Time has passed very fast.
I’m looking through his window; the sun is rising so we can see something now. I can tell he’s staring at me, though he's hardly even awake.
I feel a bit uncomfortable.

Suddenly he opens his mouth and talks sleepily.
“Aren’t you scared of me? Aren’t you scared if I might rape you or something at anytime? I know what people here say about me” he asks as he takes his arm away from around me.
I turn to look at him. I really hate the fact that this little motherfucker has got the prettiest face I’ve ever seen.

“I’d first like to know if it’s all even true. I mean, do you ...like boys in that way?” I ask.
“I’m glad that you’ve decided to ask me before believing and spreading the others bullshit, but yes, I’m the gayest person you’ll ever know” he answers.

Notes

i'm sorry this is very short, and probably full of typos :'D
I hope you like it anyway c:
it's 5.35 a.m here and i've been writing this since about 2 a.m and i'm going to sleep now (:
please comment, i want to know what you guys think about this :Dd