The Invisible Girl

[Phoenix POV]

I just came out from my room when I saw Alan coming down the stairs, by himself!

"What are you doing?! Trying to kill yourself?" I almost hissed. He scared the hell out of me.

"I just wanted to go to the garden." he casually replied.

"Why didn't you call for help? You could have called Len or Nikki."

"I can take care of myself."

I hit him on his arm.

"You're so full of yourself, aren't you? What if you trip and hit your head?"

"Why are you shouting?"

"You're so stubborn!"

"You don't need to shout."

"I'll shout if I want to!"

Silence.

To her surprise, Alan didn't answer back.

I blew out a long sigh. Then I grabbed his hand.

"Let's go back to your room." I said in a low tone.

But Alan didn't move a bit.

"What the hell Alan?

I tried to pull him and go upstairs. But this time, with my full force. But he's stronger and pulled me instead. We fell on the floor with me on top of him. I hit my forehead on his chin.

"Ouch!" I stood up trying to rub the pain on my forehead as if it would go away by doing that.

"Shit! It's your fault!" Alan was also able to stand up.

"Me? It's you who pulled me!"

Alan raised his hand and pulled me closer to him. He gently stroke my hair and blew something on my forehead. "Does it hurt?" he gently asked me.

I lost for words. I can't say anything. But I have to admit that it really feels good!
"Let's go back to your room." I went around to his back and lightly pushed him.

What was that?

I was literally shocked when I saw his room. It was a wreck!

As far as I remember, I'll just pretend as his girlfriend and not his keeper.

"Why are you whispering?" Alan asked.

I didn't answer. I fixed his bed instead then suddenly...

Blag!

I saw he put his palm on his forehead. He hit his it by the bathroom door.

"Damned this door!"

I can't help but laugh when I saw his face.

"Fine! Laugh as you want, you evil witch." he shouted with a frown on his face.

I stopped laughing but I'm still smiling.

I went to him and pulled him to sit on the bed. I still can't help but smile. He didn't protest but he's still frowning.

"You want me to put a cold compress on it?"

He shook his head. "Just blow it."

"Huh? would that work?"

"Just do it."

I did what he wants. I blew his forehead where I can see that's already turned red.
"Does it still hurt?"

He nodded.

I suddenly felt uneasy with our faces just inches away from each other. I had a chance to study his gorgeous face. I really adore his eyes though it's still filled with sadness. I was still busy appreciating the contour of his face when he grabbed my arms.

Since I was surprised, I lost my balance and fell on the floor. He held my hand as he tried to save me from falling and I fell on top of him.

A devilish smile appeared on his lips. And before I could protest, he pulled my nape and claimed my surprised mouth.

Notes

Sorry it's short. I'm a bit busy with work. Take care guys! *wink*