I jump up from the chair in reflex as suddenly the door clicks open. It wasn't Ty and Aaron. It was the nurse whom we had earlier gone to ask about the discharging. "You can settle the bill and discharge the patient now," she says. "Shingles! I don't have my wallet or phone with me," I hear Asher mutter. "There's online pay, right?" I ask as I also didn't have my wallet with me. I only took my phone and laptop when hurrying out of home. "Yes," the nurse nods before she walks out of the room. "I'll go settle the bill. You can pay me later," I say barely looking at his face. Then I quickly walk out of the room, grabbing my phone. I feel my hands still trembling a little even when I'm in the elevator with a lot of other people, going downstairs. It was my first kiss and it was clearly unexpected. I didn't think Asher would ever kiss me like that. It was so damn good, I still feel lightheaded even after several minutes. Leaning on the elevator wall, I unlock my phone and

"Where the hell is his house?" Aaron tilts his head and asks Ty as we reach the Witalder junction. Asher is now sleeping peacefully on my shoulder. Seems like he is tired because of the effect of the drug. "Go straight. It's in direction of my house," Ty says. "I just want to lie down and sleep after dumping this asshole somewhere. I haven't slept for two days," Aaron says, rubbing his eyes. "What about me then?" Ty asks. "And who told you to break into Ben's house on Friday and then break into my room yesterday through my window?" "He broke in through.." I scoff in surprise but quickly pause and lower my voice as Asher slightly stirs on my shoulder. "You broke in through his room window?" "Yeah.." Aaron mutters. "When I was just about to go to sleep, somebody is tapping on my window and then it's him," Ty sighs. "You thought it was some ghost, right?" Aaron laughs. "You panicked and got out of the bed whispering her name." "I didn't!" Ty scoffs. "And, did anyone tell you to co

A sharp scent of incense welcomes me as Asher pulls open a door and drags me into a room floored with exotic hardwood. "Wow! Is this your room?" I ask, looking at the large exquisite wooden bookcase covering half of the wall on one side of the room, fully filled with books. There's a connected study table and a few books are also lying scattered above it. "Yeah.." he nods and plops down on the big bulky bed propped up against the wall opposite the doors, letting me study his room. To be honest, if someone visits this room, they'd only think this is some studious girl's room, although the walls are painted a dark shade of blue along with white. There aren't any posters or anything on the walls, not even any photographs of himself. There's just one light-colored modern painting on the wall above his bed, it's a few lines and circles, I can't get what it's implying. "Come here, sit down," he finally says, patting on the bed as I keep on looking around in amusement. I walk towards

Within no time, we reach the station and we all hop out. Soon we go inside and get Asher's phone and car key from one of the officers. Asher had to sign a few papers. After the task is finished, we get his car from the garage and he and I hop into it, me in the driver's seat cause he might start getting withdrawal symptoms at any moment. It was at this time during yesterday that he got drugged. He said he is already feeling a slight headache. "So, what do you think will happen to your stepmom and her boyfriend?" I ask him after I pull his car into the main road, following Ty's car. "No idea," he shakes his head whilst peering at his phone screen. He probably has got a lot of messages. "Anyway, they wouldn't get a death sentence," he says tilting his head to me. "First-degree attempted murder is often punished with a life sentence, though the convicted can receive parole. If they succeed in making it second-degree, they would get only 5-15 year sentence." "How do you know all this?

When I wake up to my phone playing 'Cold play' at 5 Am, I'm still in Asher's embrace. As I try to pull away from him, he groans irritably and hugs me more tightly. "Asher, leave me, I need to go wake up Aaron," I say, managing to somehow take his arms off of my body and switch the lights on. His eyebrows scrunch a little and his eyelids slowly flutter open, quivering twice before fully opening, adjusting to the lights. Then he starts staring at me, unblinkingly, making me think about the state of my sleepy face for the first time in my life. I was never before concerned about how I look when I wake up. Maybe I look pretty ugly. But he looks so cute, just like a Snow prince who woke up, his blonde hair falling messily all over his pale forehead and eyes, making him look like a porcelain doll. "Nice song.." he finally says in a hoarse deep voice, taking his arms from my waist and using his palm to rub his eyes, cutely. "It's Viva La Vida by Coldplay," I say, quickly getting up a