Party Poison

Gee’s POV-

I walked over to the boy, he was shaking and sobbing, muttering that he cant breathe every now and then… I realized he must be having a panic attack, ut before I could attempt to try and calm him, he closed his eyes, and his body went limp, passing out.

I decided I would not leave this mysterious boy out on the streets like this, and I was really intrigued by him, so I carefully picked him up bridal style. Only now did I notice that his body was bleeding, and covered in bruises, he mustve got beaten up…

I entered the back door of Party Poison so I could avoid any curious people.
I walked down my secret stair case, and into my house.

My secret house consisted of 2 bedrooms, a small living room, a small bathroom, a mini art room I paint and draw in, and a small kitchen.

I carried the boy into the spare room, and gently placed him on the bed, moving a piece of hair out his face.

I frowned as I saw how dirty his clothing was and decided I would change him, which he was passed out to save him having to do anything when he wakes.

Yes, I know that will probably be a mistake and an invasion of his pivacy or some shit like that, but I didn’t really care… I absolutely HATED mess and dirt… yes I have ocd okay, get over it. So I couldn’t resist.

I left him on the bed and into my room, grabbing some black sweat pants and a plain grey tee, and returned.

I unzipped his jeans, pulling them off, trying to ignore his sexiness, and pulled up the sweat pants on him, then I took off his shirt, replacing it with the slightly bigger grey one. Then I tucked him in the bed, pulling the blankets over him.

I didn’t even know this boy, but I already have a great interest in him.

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