Fast Lane - Stoffel Vandoorne

Two

And I just ran out of band-aids
I don't even know where to start
Cause you can bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart

Fix A Heart - Demi Lovato

I sit up right in bed, gasping for air. I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek. I quickly whipe it away, I've cried enough yesterday. Memories of yesterday rush back to me, as I don't recognize my surroundings. It's dark, I can't see a lot, but it looks very basic.

I then remember Stoffel. He was extremely sweet for me. I don't even know why I let him take me here. I didn't stop him, I just let him carry me to his house. And now he's letting me stay in his house.

I just dreamt about Dylan, how he came into my life in the right moment. I gave in to everything, because I was vunerable when I met him. When I think about it, he's always treated me like shit. He never cared, I was just easy. I feel myself shivering, new tears forming in my eyes. I sigh and lay back down, closing my eyes.

But I can't sleep. I can only think about everything that has happened, how hurt I've been, how hurt I am now. Without really thinking it through, I get out of the bed and open the door. It's extremely quiet and dark. It must be in the middle of the night. I walk around, seeing only one door closed.

I slowly and softly open it, my eyes landing on a bed. He forgot to close his own blinds, the moonlight shining in his room. I can see him, laying on his side, one arm over the covers. I slowly walk over to him, his face facing his room, and now me as I stand next to him.

I softly shake his arm, it causes a frown to appear on his face. I shake him again and this time, he wakes up. His eyes land on me and worry immediately appears in them. He sits up, exposing his bare stomach.

"Are you okay?" he asks, the worry also clear in his voice. I nod my head, but shake it right after.

"I can't sleep" I say and bite my lip. Stoffel's eyes soften and he nods. He moves away to the other side of his bed, holding the covers up without questioning me any further. I feel my cheeks heating up as I lay down in his bed, next to him.

"Do you want to talk about it or just sleep?" Stoffel asks. It might feel good to talk, but I don't want to cry in front of him, again.

"Sleep would be great, actually" I mumble, making Stoffel chuckle softly. I sigh, trying to relax. I close my eyes, but it feels like I'm just as alone. Before I can stop myself, I make things more awkward.

"Can I cuddle with you?" I immediately blush at my own words. I'm really giving him a good impression off me. But Stoffel doesn't answer. I just feel his arm moving around me, pulling me into his chest. I blush even more as I feel his bare chest.

Stoffel's hand moves to my back, drawing circles on it. I slowly place my arm around his waist as well, cuddling into his chest. He doesn't seem to mind, so why would I?

I close my eyes, feeling myself finally relaxing again. Soon enough, I feel asleep.

I feel myself waking up. I still have my eyes closed, but I feel a finger tracing my skin. I feel pressure on my waist, an arm around me.

I slowly open my eyes, meeting the bright blue eyes of Stoffel. He gives me a lazy smile, which I return.

"Good morning" he mumbles, as his eyes move over my face, before looking into my eyes again.

"Good morning" I reply. I notice how I feel safe, laying next to him, his arm around me. I feel good, I feel relaxed. That scares me as well, but I don't do anything about it right now. When I see some dark bags under his eyes, I feel guilty.