When We Collide √

Chapter 54

I walk towards Amell and close the small distance between us. He doesn't look up so I lean against the wall beside him and slide down next to him

"What do you want ?" He asks harshly

Well he's officially back folks

"Nothing I just want to apologize ," I say subtlety

"Okay go on ," he replies

"I'm sorry ," I say and he lifts his head up

"Why don't you think I'm a bad person ?" He suddenly asks and looks at me and I look away.

Honestly after everything he's done to me I don't think he's a bad person ...I've been through worse to know what bad people are like

"I just don't think you're bad ....maybe a little harsh ," I say and chuckle

I look at him and his staring at me. I look away and I know he's asking me to elaborate.

"You know how someone looks at the title of a book and immediately makes judgment on whether it's good or bad?...well I don't do that....I have to read a few pages to know whether it's bad or good and so far I've read no page in your book ?" I reply and I stare at the ceiling. We are still in the dark and it looks amazing

"I think I've been showing you bad pages almost all the time ," he replies and I look at him

"Maybe you have a good page that you're not willing to show ," I shrug and he chuckles

"Maybe I simply have bad pages ," he suddenly whispers and stares at the ceiling

"Even torn pages don't keep some people from reading the happy ending ," I also whisper and stare at the ceiling too

There is a peaceful and tranquil vicinity and the aura isn't tense ....it's actually calm. The silence prevails for quite a long time  ....it's weird how you can't even hear the loud music from in here not even a sound. I finally decide to break the silence

"What happened to your left knuckle ?" I ask

"I just punched the wall a few minutes ago," he replies coolly

"Yeah....with your right hand ," I tell him and he looks at me and smirks

"Quite the observer aren't you ," he chuckles and I join him

"I punched Gabe ," he says "I might have also broken a few glasses," he shrugs

"Oh ," I reply "What'd he do ?"

"You're way too curious and nosey ," he snaps and chuckles

"This time I'm just curious ," I say and he stands up

"He tried to make me drink, and I don't drink ," he replies. Amell doesn't drink, come to think of it I hadn't seen him sip from any red cup and his breath was minty.

"I better clean myself up ," he says while I also stand up

I look at his arms and his tattoos are even more prominent in the streak of moonlight. He's wearing a grey shirt that is clinging onto his body which is a colossal destruction from his face. I look at his hands and both his knuckles are bursted I look back at him and I find him staring at me and my blood suddenly begins flowing faster inside me

"Why are you always staring at me ?" He asks and I notice the smirk on his face

Say something

Because you are the hottest guy I've ever seen and I literally want to lick your body

Something reasonable you moron

"I'm just fascinated by your .....tattoos ....yeah your tattoos," I reply nervously and he looks at me .....with those taunting blue eyes of his ....those eyes can make any woman beg on her knees

What am I even saying

"We should get you cleaned up ?" I suddenly snap and we walk out of the room/office I'm so glad he didn't ask me what I was doing there

What could I have answered

Umm just snooping through your things....nice office by the way....I like the obsession you have for Dian Densil....

Yap that wouldn't end too well

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Once we're out of the office he locks it and puts the key in his jeans' pocket. We then walk to the other door in the room and he opens it.... It's a bathroom. It suddenly hits me that I'm in a bathroom alone with Amell and I don't know what to freaking do. He walks over to the cabinet and removes antiseptic and a flannel

In the light I can now clearly see his knuckles and they look bad....they have blood streaming down the back of his hand and he winces as he flips the faucet on the sink. Water gushes out he winces again as he puts his hand in the gushing water to drain the dry blood

"Do you mind if I help ," I ask him and move towards him to the sink and his body gets stiff as he removes his hands from the gushing water. "This is technically my fault..." I say trying to sound obvious and he simply looks at me void of any emotion "You punched the wall because of my nosiness," I suddenly blurt out

I hold his right wrist and his body gets rigid under my touch. I put it over the gushing water and watch as the pink liquid settles on the sink. I take the antiseptic and pour some on the flannel and put it over the water . Amell winces when I rub the flannel with the antiseptic over his knuckles. I rub gently and watch as he closes his eyes and press his lips into a thin line. I finally finish and dip the flannel into the water in the sink I do the same for his left hand and while in the process he catches my wrist and I think my heart stops beating or something. It's like I forget to breathe. He opens his eyes and stares at me and this time I don't look away.

My breathing has increased by now and I'm sure he can hear it too. He doesn't move at all it's like time has frozen. My hand is still on his holding the flannel. He removes it from his and in the process I drop the flannel to the ground. He takes my other wrist and holds both of them together in his large right hand

My heart rate has increased by a million and I can hear it beat in my ears can he hear it too? He suddenly moves forward closing the distance between us

His amazing scent suddenly masks the smell of blood and my thoughts are immediately clouded

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