-BLAKE-
My heart is pounding fast and my guilt is slowly swallowing me.
I'm walking past the hospital's hallway, filled with patients. The scent is weird and strong. It smells like diverse hygienic soups and medicine.
I make my way up to the lift, drive till I reach the 2nd floor. There I search for the room 120-B. After 5 minutes, I arrive my destination.
Through the window of the door I can see him, lying on the bed, wearing feeding tubes on his nose, plasters on his bruised face and the rest of his body is covered with a blanket. -Bloody hell...-
I inhale deep in and slowly knock on the door. He turns to look at me and I open up. Niall sits upright and stares at me. -Fuck, I feel much worse than I thought I would... IT'S HIS FUCKING FAULT THO!-
I awkwardly smile and rub the back of my neck, marching towards him. "Good morning...How are you feeling?"
He raises his eyebrows at me. "Morning. I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" He points at himself and I gulp hard. -He's pissed...- "Gawd, I expected a hot chick to enter this room and instead of that, I got you."
-What is wrong with that?! I am a hot dude tho!- Instead of saying that, I sigh.
"Amanda wanted to pay you a visit too." I say, making him stare at me.
"But?"
"I said, you didn't want to be visited." I shrug and he facepalms himself. -If she came along, I think I'd be jealous again... even though I know the truth now.-
"Are you fucking serious?! Why would you say that!? I love getting visitors! You fucking bitch!" He angrily growls. -It is kinda funny seeing him snap out.-
"Niall." I try to find words to start and apologise, but my lips somehow can't spit them out.
"What?!" His dark brown eyes bore into my soul. I hate to admit the fact that I've done wrong.
"Listen." He lifts his eyebrows at me and I sigh. "Well, about yesterday... It was clearly your fault!"
Niall widens his eyes at me and barks. "Woah...SERIOUSLY?! You fucking beated me up first!"
"Well, you started doing shit." I defend myself.
He points at his face and barks. "That's not an apology for my beautiful face!" -beautiful, where?-
I sense a nurse glaring into the room and feel the urge to punch Niall again. -He's so embarrassing!- "Okay! I get it!" I shush him and he knitts his eyebrows at me. I innocently smile at the nurse and she walks away.
I stare back at him and sigh.
-He is like a brother to me. Seeing him this bruised, because of me is really fucked up. I never intended to harm him this much. It was my anger, who took over me. I don't plan on harming him now... even though it's obviously his fault.-
He angrily rolls his eyes back. "I went through operations! Heck! You broke 2 ribs of mine and my beautiful godly nose! Did I already mention...MY SOFT-BABY LIPS ARE CRACKED OPEN!"
-We could argue like little bitches all day long... But, that's not the reason, why I'm here.-
It takes me a moment before I talk.
"I'm sorry."
Niall surprisingly looks at me, like a child. "Wait, what? Blake Cohen is actually?-" I notice his lips curving up. "Say that again, I didn't hear it well."
As much as I want to punch him, I can't. Not now. "I said, I'm sorry. I'm fucking sorry, Niall." I run my fingers through my hair and plump into the seat next to his bed.
He amusingly smirks at me and takes something out from his blanket. Little did I know, it is his fucking phone. "Got it." -HOLD THE FUCK ON!-
I widen my eyes at him as he laughs.
"You did not."
"Yes, I did. I'm such a sneaky hot bitch." He blow kisses the air and I disgustingly stare at him. "Now, I have an evidence of your soft side. We're quit now." He winks at me and leans back. -Gawd...What a hoe!-
"I guess." I find myself smiling anyways and lean back aswell.
Niall looks at me then parts his lips open. "Now, you know how Raven felt like, huh?" -WHY THE FUCK WOULD HE BRING THAT UP?!-
"Why the hell are you bringing that up?" I feel my anger rising up again. -How dare he speak that out so casually! I do admit, I was a dick for doing so, but yet what he did was far more worse! He deserved it.-
I expect Niall to start provoking me even more, but he just shrugs with his shoulders. "It just suited this situation." He innocently says, waiting for my reaction. -So that's what's going on, huh?-
"Wait! Who's side are you on?" I squint my eyes together, making him groan.
"Why are you bringing that up again?" He then asks, making me smirk. -I used to say that everytime, whenever I felt like he stood for Johnson. Honestly, Niall is fucking loyal for still staying with me and keeping up with my shits.-
"I don't know. 'It just suited this situation'." I impersonate him.
-UNO REVERSE CARD!-
He rolls his eyes in annoyance. "Oh, fuck off." -HA!-
After a short break of silence, he looks back at me. "What's up with you two?" -Of course, he had to bring that up aswell...-
"Nothing's up." I cross my arms to my chest.
He mockingly follows my gesture. "Sure~...Who the fuck do you think I am? Your nanny? I didn't go through this shit for nothing! Spill the tea, sis!"
-Annoying little fuck...but he's right tho. It was his plan, he got beat up and now he needs an explanation.-
I groan in pain. "Well..."
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~Yesterday~
-WHAT THE FUCK AM I THINKING!? CONFESSING RIGHT IN A BAD ASS TIMING!!!FUCKKK!!!-
I notice her flushing and confused look. "I-I..."-She's damn cute...-
I unintentionally run my thumbs through her cheek and smile. "You're too precious, I'm afraid to break you."
"Break? In what way?" She innocently replies back, making it harder for me to resist from kissing her.
-I could either switch to the innocent dude and act like I don't know what the fuck I'm doing or be that asshole, who plays things off and make perverted jokes out of it, like: "Afraid to break your V-" .-
-NO!... WHAT THE FUCK, BLAKE!? GET YOUR MIND TOGETHER!... WHEN WILL YOU BE HONEST?! OPEN THE FUCK UP!? SINCE WHEN WAS I SO FEARFUL!?... THIS WOMAN INFRONT OF YOU NEEDS A GOD DAMN EXPLANATION!!!-
I stare into her seducing grey eyes and find myself moving closer to her. I stop, before I make the wrong move. We stare at each other for long. "Aren't you afraid of me?"
She shakes her head and looks away, flushing as usually. "Not really..." -What a liar.- "Blake, I really-..."
"Don't reject me now." I cut her off. "Reject me, when you're sure of it. Please take it easy on my heart, alright?"
She squints her eyes at me, making me chuckle. "You're really weird."
I smile at her and kiss her forehead. And on that moment I swore to myself, "I'll make you mine."
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-Thinking about it, makes me cringe. I despise being a soft boy. But I can't do anything about it, that's just the way I actually am. I wanted to change that... Now, look at what happened. I became the most handsome asshole ever. Lmao...-
Niall shockingly stares at me. "There is no fucking way that happened." He covers his mouth with his right hand and slams his head back. "You're just making this up."
"It's the truth." I say and he shakes his head.
"I refuse to accept this! I didn't go through this just to hear that!" He rapidly shakes his head. "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SAY THAT!?"
I just shrug and watch him flip out. "What should I have said?"
He angrily looks at me. "Fucking anything! Except that! You're such a stupid hoe, seriously."
"Oh, Shut up." I bark back and sigh. "I don't want to force her into things she isn't sure of. Yes, I fucking confessed. Yet, I want to take things slowly for her sake."
I look back up from the floor and spot Niall smiling at me. -What the fuck? Kinda creepy... Bipolar bitch?- "You know Blake, sometimes you're so matured and kind."
"Huh?" I turn away from him. "Niall, what the fuck?"
"Awww, Is Blakey blushing? I mean it. It warms my little heart." He chuckles.
"Oh, Fuck off!" I growl and try my best to stay cool.
After a long ass minute he talks again. "But."
"I don't like 'buts.' " I add, making him grin evily at me.
"Yeah, cause you are a gay bitch. You like dicks." He rolls his eyes in amusement.
-This is what i call a toxic masculinity!-
I glare at him. " Stupid ass bitch!"
He winks and laughs. "Back to the But... despite being matured and kind, you're the greatest asshole. Trying to stay mysterious, gathering a bunch of haters, obsessed with yourself and has anger issues. That's the definition of Blake Cohen."
-Why the fuck ....does he know me so well?- I smik at him. "Hell yeah."
"Told you so."
"Niall."
"Yeah?"
"What did you tell Amanda?" I sense him staring at me.
I take a peek at him and watch him play his nose tubes. "Nothing much."
"Don't give me that." I say and he looks back to me.
"Okay~"He lifts his hands up. "I might have or might not have told her your old pick up lines." -WHAT?!-
I widen my eyes at the smirking dick. "HOLD. THE FUCK. UP!"
"Ey! Don't tell me you were saving them up for her? I mean, c'mon You're-...Blake? What are you up to?" -This son of a bitch!-
I walk towards him with my fist bawled together. He gulps and innocently smiles. -Oh boy, you messed with the wrong person!- I smile as he widens his eyes. "Guess you did deserve the beating after all. Hand me your phone."
He shakes his head. "Nuu uhh!"
"Hand it to me!" I bark and rip his blanket off him. He shrieks and I hastily grab the phone. "You don't deserve my apology, you fucking bitch!"
He grabs my arm and whines like a child. "I swear, I am going to kill you if you do that!"
I grin and place the display infront of his face, clicking on the trash bin. "Try me."
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Author: I've been really busy these past days .-. Hope you didn't mind and thank you for your patience!♡
I've been thinking, whether I should make Blake a soft boy or an asshole. I mean, his image fits him well xD but it's kinda annoying and overprotective?...
Okay, but for real now. Who else loves Blake? XD
Please don't forget to vote and stay tuned for the next chapters!!!♡♡♡ ^^