The Heartless and Broken (Kavi/PTX fanfic)

6

"Kirstie Kirstie! Wakey wakey!!" I heard faintly. I tried hard to ignore it though. I wake up when Jesus wants me to.

Are you Jesus, Avi??

I groan, probably being the only reply I could give at the moment. He shook me, trying to push me off the bed but I held a tight grip on the bed.

"Kirstie, I know it's pretty early but we have school." He whispered in my ear.

"That tickles." I groaned tiredly. He chuckled deeply.

I rised up slowly, stretching my arms high up. My hair was a mess, obviously because it was blocking my vision.

I jumped out of bed, walking towards the door. "Door"

I ran into the wall, actually.

"Ooo, are you okay??" Avi walked up behind me pulling me from the wall.

"Yup." I whispered. He guided me through the door, to the bathroom.

He leaned me against the sink carefully, and put a toothbrush in my hand.

"Brush, and Umm. I have clothes for you." He says as he still stood behind me. Even though he couldn't see, I was staring at him. Although he had a hairy chest, (Nice hair there, too.) he clearly had a six pack. His sweats were a little past his hips, showing a v-line. Right now, I thank you bed hair.

He then walked away, slowly closing the bathroom door shut behind him.

I weakly grabbed the toothpaste, squeezing it as tight as I could with my morning strength.

I sloppily brush my teeth, with no rhythm whatsoever. I wasn't thinking I was just doing. Like every other morning.

I finally, finished, setting the toothbrush on the skin, walking towards the door. Avi opened it, causing me to fall foward a bit.

"What is wrong with you? Have you ever woken up in the morning?" He asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, but I've never slept this well honestly," I answered as my eyes lids slowly closed.

"Now," I say, forcing me eyes open. "Where are those clothes?"

"On the bed, I'll let you have your privacy... this time." He winked, as he closed the bathroom door, I scoffed, muttering something I couldn't even remember.

I looked at the clothes, which were really nice. A checkered rumper, and some black flats.. were they my size, though??

I picked up the shoe, look curiously at it, furrowing my eyebrows. Hm. It is.

I looked at the rumper which is also my size. This... This isn't creepy at all. That everything is exactly my size.

Shrugging, I grabbed the clothing slowly but surely slipping it on before he walked out, thankfully. I sat on the bed, slipping my shoes on as he walked out in only a towel wrapped around his waist. I gulped.

Putting my head down, I focused on putting on the flats.

"Umm I'm gonna take off my towel... so um don't look, you can if yo-"

"Nah, I'm good." I replied quickly covering my eyes. I hear the towel drop.

"Where'd you get these clothes?" I asked, this being the same question I asked myself.

"My sister's." He replied, as I heard him walk around the room.

"Where is she?" I asked curiously. He stopped moving around the room.

Is she... I thought, getting nervous and embarrassed.

"She left," He finally answered for about 45 seconds. I nodded. "You can put your hand down."