When We Collide √

Chapter 49

I place my hand on the cold metal handle and I press it down luckily the door budges open and I'm relieved when I don't find hormonal teenagers getting it on in there. The room is dark and only the moonlight seems to be penetrating through the creak in the curtain. I don't care to switch on the lights I just wanted a fucking bathroom

The room has a four poster bed and a bedside lamp and a reading table complete with an iMac. One thing catches my eye....a bookshelf ....it runs all the way from the floor to the ceiling I walk silently and I'm amazed by how many books I see . Even with the little moonlight I can see that all my favourite classics are there ....I also see the fault in our stars and an abundance of Katherines by John Green . This seems to be the only room in this whole house that I can spend the whole day in and not get bored. I swiftly run my forefinger across the books and I stop on pride and prejudice. I pull it out and it looks slightly older than the other books . It looks like it's been read over and over again ......some parts are even highlighted but I can't see them well in the dark ....well this person clearly has a taste for literature....

Fuck......

Whose house is this

Amell's

Who else do you know that has the same taste for literature as you

Fuck ....Amell

Then put one and one together bitch

Fuck I was in Amell's room. But I have to remove the smudge on my blouse....but you're in Amell's fucking room.....but I need to piss too ...but you are in Amell's room

Fuck my subconscious

I step away from the bookshelf afraid that I might ruin anything . I decide to find another bathroom and I notice that I have the PAP book in my hand so I briefly turn around to return it and then I hear footsteps they get louder and louder. I can't possibly lock the door

My heart begins pumping fast. I start breathing faster. What if it's some bad kid and then he finds me here and rapes me. I eye the door on my right and I know that there is no way on earth I'm escaping this one. Maybe the door on my right might lead to another room

Tracy this not fucking maze runner and that's a fucking bathroom

Maybe it's just some teenagers looking for a room and when they come in I'll just walk out and I wouldn't diverge into their business

While I'm still thinking of where to hide and possibilities of the person coming..... I hear giggles and the lock fumble

Without thinking I stand beside the window and cover myself with the long black curtains that reach the floor. I hold my breath and pray so hard that it's a person I don't know. By now my palms are soaking wet

And then I hear a familiar alluring voice

Oh I am so dead tonight please just begin planning my funeral in advance

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