"Help me?" I was astonished. ''Yeah, i mean we could use a guitar tech and
you fucking rock.'' he said and i looked down at my feet, kind of shuffling around.
"Come on please, i don't want you out here all alone.'' he said and reached out, trying to grab my arm, but softly.

showing affection.

Now that's not something a homeless person sees everyday.

''Okay, stay with me for a month and if you don't like it, then you can come back here.'' he said and held out his hand as a deal.
''No changing it.'' he added and i nodded.

I turn away thinking about it, but i ended up tripping on a crack in the sidewalk. As i brace for the impact of the cold ground, i feel a pair of warm arms.


''okay.'' i spoke and we shook hands. I blushed as i looked down.

he lead me towards a parking lot to the mall and i followed closely, making small talk as i clutched my bag around me.
''Are you okay Belle?" he asked and i shoot my head up at the name. ''woah sorry, did i say something?" he asked and i shook my head and a piece of my greasy black hair fell from my bun. i turn to him and nod.
''Yeah, im just not used to.. affection as much as i should be.'' i said and he nodded, and reached over and put that strand of hair behind my ear.

That's when i realized how little makeup he wore now.

He had very little eyeliner and it was on his bottom lid. He wasn't wearing any dark or white makeup. His eyes were kind and he had a sparkle in them.

he looked beautiful.

''uumm,, haha sorry.. is there something on my face?" He asked and flipped down his visor and once he realized there wasn't, he was blushing badly.
''um, so my house right.'' he stated and he turned on his radio to fill the tension.

''so if it's alright to ask, how long have you been homeless?" He question with sincere in his voice.
''3 years. Since i was 15. My parents had ---'' i had to pause for a second.
"they passed away and it was always me myself and I after i ran away from CPS.'' i said and he nodded.
''i was always better off on my own anyways...'' i trail off quietly.

He grabs my hand and holds it with carefulness.

''No one is better off alone.'' he stated and i look down. Did something happen to him too? Does he want me to stay because he is alone too and so am i?


''i guess not.'' i reply and i don't let his hand go.

---

As we pull in a drive way to a big house, i try to not let my mouth hang open. ''Yeah i know it's big. And there is only two bedrooms and four bathrooms.'' he said and shook his head.

I kind of roll my eyes because for the past three years ive been living in a box or in a tree.

''Sorry i forgot.'' he said guiltily and i just flashed him a little smile, being aware of my little unclean teeth. I had bought a toothbrush and paste but i doubt it helped.
''Being honest, you have really clean teeth for a ex homeless person.'' he grinned and i shift my gaze to the ground walking once more.
''so i can lend you some clothes until you really decide to stay. You are about my height anyways.'' he said and i shake my head at my 5''6 self.

''okay, but do you mind if i take a shower?" I asked and he laughed. ''no, of course you can!! But you might have to use mine. The other one sucks.'' he said and giggled to himself and he put his keys into the door and jiggled it, opening.

''So let me give you a quick tour..'' he trailed off and walked around.
"So dead ahead is the living room and to the left is the kitchen. down the hall and to the right is a bathroom, and up those stairs are two bedrooms and a en suit to both.'' he said as we hit every destination.

But once we got to his bedroom, things got awkward. ''okay so here is a hoodie and boxers. they should fit you.'' he said and put them on the bed. ''also, there is a bin of girl stuff in my closet. that get picked up after a party and such. dig through that and if you find something its yours. It's all clean too.'' he said and scratched the back of his head.

''Ill just go.'' he said and walked out. i took a deep breath and pulled off my shirt and pants. In a stolen bra and underwear, i looked in the closet mirror.

I see a lot of my ribs and i have a major thigh gap. Some of my skin has little dirty spots of dirt or grime. You can also see all of my scars from my childhood on my thighs and stomach. Not a part of my life im proud of, but its a part of me.
I pull out my long tangled black curly hair that falls to my waist out of it's bun.

then the door opens.

I fold my arms across my torso and stare at him wide eyed. 'Shit sorry...'' he trails off as his eyes wonder along my body. i feel really self conceived until he licks his lips and then i just blush.
''Um forgot to tell you that on the water, hot is cold and cold is hot.'' he said and walked out, shutting the door.

I kind of smile to myself and i strip everything else down in bathroom after grabbing a push up bra and a sports bra from the bin and lace underwear.

As i turn the hot water on i step in and i savoir the feeling of hot water on my skin. I turn around and around, scrubbing the dirt and rust from my body with soap.

I see the steam of the water fill the glass doors and i tilt my head back, soaking it with water. I open my eyes and look at the color of the water from my hair and its a light brown.
''eww'' i moan out and i pick up a bottle of shampoo and squirt some into my hand. i bring it to my nose and smell it, smelling spring.

''oh my god'' i say quietly and i scrub my scalp twice before conditioning... 3 times.

i also shave my legs. i know but i saw two razors and i pick the one ummm, not with the pubes on it.

I stand in there for five more minutes before getting out and drying off. i look in the mirror at my face and my piercing green eyes and clear skin (which i have no idea how it's clean) i smile.
I look pretty.

I walk out to the cold room and quickly change into the bras and underwear, along with the clothes provided.

i sit on the bed and gently braid my hair, kind of like the Katniss braid. i know only that because ive seen posters and such.
i feel a wave of tiredness wash over me and i lean back onto the pillows and climb underneath the blankets. I silently thank myself for not turning the light on, the only streams peaking through the window on top of his dresser.
I feel my eyes close and i hear the door open.
''hey, oh..'' he trails off and i keep my eyes shut. even if i did want to open them, i can't because im so tired.

I hear shuffling and then the cool air on my legs.I feel the bed shift under his weight and i realize he is getting into the bed with me.

he gently slings an arm around my waist and to be honest, im a professional cuddler.

I hate this position.

I turn around and face him, putting my head underneath his chin. ''thank you ricky.'' i said and he pulls me closer by my lower back and i feel warm and comfortable.
''you are welcome Belle.'' he coos and he kisses my forehead.

As his hands move up and down my body, he sings a song that puts me to sleep.

Notes

HOOLIGANS

HOOLIGANS ACOUSTIC





positive mojo over here dudes

there is a line in King Of Amarillo (By issues) And it goes like

''well if you're scared bitch go to church!!"

im not part of any rreligion but if it offends you im so sorry but it is kind of funny in the content he uses it in.