Chapter 3 asshole 2

Maya Narrating.

. My bedroom door opens again revealing the same asshole.

- What do you want? - I ask diverting my attention from the book I was reading and focusing it on the being in front of me.

"Wow, rude. This is not how visitors are treated. - Said that being walked to my bed and sitting beside me. - Harry Potter ? Really ? I know it's so cliché. he said, taking the book from my hands and getting up, flipping through a few pages.

- Could you return it and please leave my room? I don't know you and you already enter my room like someone from home? Get out of here boy. - I say after getting up and heading towards him in a failed attempt to pick up my book since the asshole was much taller than me.

What reluctantly caused a small imbalance on my part, I almost fell to the ground if a pair of strong arms had not quickly encircled my waist. For a moment I found myself lost in the immensity of those brown eyes, almost as deep as the night.

- You should have less force, you know. he whispered, close enough that only we could hear what was said.

- And you should be less nosy. - I say, coming to myself and trying to recover my posture and the dignity I still have left.

It was silly of me to think I could let go of those arms that were still attached to my waist.

"And yet you wouldn't complain if I kissed you now." - he said convincingly bringing our bodies together even more.

"By the way, you're not really my type." - I say putting my hands against his chest, speaking a little lower than normal, making a little pressure in the failed attempt to push us away.

"You're still going to beg for a kiss from me." - whispered the same so close that I could hear his breathing.

Then I felt his arms detach from my body, I watched him smile smugly and soon after he left my room, leaving me with sensations on the surface.

Strange to feel so hot since I had just taken a shower, I grabbed my book that the asshole had thrown on the bed. Strange if I said I don't remember when he threw the book.

I sit on my bed again with the book in hand, the failed attempt to refocus my attention on reading. Yes, a failed attempt since my mind was still traveling in everything that had happened, frustrated I left my book aside on the bed putting the pillow on my face.

Damn time I said come in, I realized I couldn't focus on my book anymore, I walked to the bedroom window watching the starry night outside for some time.

The thought of taking a walk and feeling the light night breeze was present in my mind at that moment, I go to my wardrobe, changing clothes and taking my cell phone and my money.

There was a little live music venue near campus, it was a Friday night and it must have been packed, I'm not the person who goes out every night. But let's say it was a little necessary that night when I found myself changing my plans so that my mind would travel somewhere other than the memories of minutes ago.

I let go of my hair and after applying just a gloss and mascara, I leave the room finding Jessie and her friends all in the room watching some movie which, I deduced was a horror movie. I walked quickly to the door, opening it and leaving quickly to avoid questions.

As soon as I left the apartments, I noticed some people talking there. There was a big party at some fraternity at the end of the street since it was possible to hear the noise of the stereo, as well as the lights that drew attention and the large number of people going in that direction.

I walked out of the campus enjoying the light breeze of the starry Los Angeles night. The city was busy by the way. Since I arrived here about a year and a half ago, I've always enjoyed walking around the city at night, it was beautiful, with all the hustle and bustle at times.

In a nearby square there were some street singers, it was normal to see in the busy nights of the city. All that big city magic made me not want to go back to the apartment that night.

Upon arriving at the PUB where I used to go a few times, I sat down on one of the benches that are close to the counter, ordered a drink from the bartender while enjoying the live show of a Linkin Park cover band. By the way, a great improvised program for the end of a Friday night after a tiring day.

It was after two in the morning, when I left the PUB, a night with the right to risk an attempt to sing in front of everyone, I made friends with the Bartender, met some people and kissed a stranger.

I know strong emotions for someone who barely likes to leave the house, on the way to the apartment I realize that even at that time everything was still lively, when arriving on campus it was still possible to hear the loud music that was playing in one of the fraternities, that party still rolled.

In Minha in my mind I considered the possibility of going to that place. But I also remembered that I'm not a fan of parties like that at all. I went to the area where the apartments were located, they were a sequence of four buildings each with five floors and about six apartments per floor.

I walk to the building where the dorm/apartment I share with Jessie is, with the help of the spare key that was inside the small potted plant I unlock the door since I somehow go out and forgot to take the key.

I open the door slowly to find a few bottles of booze around the room, one of Jessie's friends sleeping with SpongeBob underwear over his face. While she slept cuddled up with one of them on the bigger sofa. Now the question that was repeated in my mind was, where did he get those underwear and why would he have them on his head?

I shook my head trying to dispel those thoughts. I smiled a little when I realized that the same one who slept with his underwear, called for his mother and said he didn't want to eat the vegetables, I shook my head negatively and went to my room.

I open the door of the same room that was dimly lit by the weak rays of the moon, without the need to turn on the lights because I know every corner of my room, I took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear. For those who aren't used to getting up early on the street in bars and things like that, my body was already begging for bed, the night's excitement had been great, but it didn't compare to my weekly movie marathon that didn't happen.

I grabbed my bathrobe and pajamas from my wardrobe, put them on and headed to the bathroom. Taking care not to wake the visitors. Bath taken and my energies seem to have been reinvigorated, seen my pajamas back in the bedroom, hung my robe somewhere I'm sure I wouldn't remember later.

I go to my bed throwing myself in it as I always do, until I hear a groan of pain coming from below me. I get up quickly and turn on the table lamp. To find the same asshole lying in my bed.

"You Ogress, you nearly crushed me with your weight." - said the asshole making me even more angry with him.

- Dude, what the fuck. Can you tell me what you are doing in my room you asshole. I ask, still trying to keep what little patience I had left.

- Visitors are not treated in this rude way. he said with sarcasm in his voice. "And for your government, Jessie let me sleep here. he said smugly.

"I'm sure when she authorized you to sleep here, she was referring to the apartment and not my stupid room, get out of here kid. I say, raising my voice a little.

- Why this hatred in your heart? I'm from peace Mayazinha, or is all this revolt for not having gotten a kiss from me? He snapped, leaving me speechless. - It's not for that, I make this effort. - he said smiling in the corner and getting up from my bed coming slowly towards me.

- Don't you dare touch me, you brute. I say, regaining consciousness. - or you'll regret ever coming into my room. - I say grabbing something from my dressing table to try to move away the same thing that stopped in the middle of the room looking at me with one of his eyebrows raised.

- A comb? Really even if it was a thief or something you would defend yourself with a comb? You are pathetic girl. - said that imbecile turning his back on me and laying down on my bed again.

"You know what, what the hell, man. I go to Jessie's room. - I say irritated, putting my super weapon (Comb) back on the dresser and giving up.

- It won't happen, Angel and James are over there. he said loud and clear, smiling sarcastically.

- Come on girl, is my company so despicable? - he asked making a face.

"Maybe if you weren't such an asshole." - I retorted in an arrogant tone.

- You won. - he said getting up again and heading to the bedroom door. Pausing just before opening it, he looked at me and smiled. - we're still going to share the same bed. - he said leaving the room and leaving me standing there and perplexed by such audacity.

I think I can define that sleeping was never as difficult as that morning, I tossed and turned in bed looking for the most comfortable part of it, but how do we do it when the brain doesn't want to rest? Searching for answers about that night so restless to say the least.

The hours passed slowly, the clock seemed to have stopped. I managed to fall asleep when the first rays of sun were already present on the horizon.