The Freak With The Pink Hair

Finding Out

It was Friday night when it happened, Dean had been sitting on his bed, making adjustments to his drawing, shading around the landscape when he started getting hot, he tried to focus on what he was doing but his head started pounding and he felt dizzy. He put down the pencil and stood up shakily

"No, not this again," he said to himself. Because of his aspergers, he would get constant moodswings, and horrible panic attacks, where he would get drained

He held his head as tears started streaming down his face. He then started hearing the voices that would tell him to do awful things.

His mom wasn't home, she was the only one who knew what to do when he got like this. He didn't have a choice as he got to his phone and selected a name and held the phone to his ear, it rang twice, before an answer was heard

"Hey sweetcheeks," he heard and the nauseous feeling stopped

"Addison, come over please I need you," he said in a desperate voice and gave her his address

He curled up on the floor, the phone on his chest, as he felt his eyes glazing and the pink hair began getting wet at the roots

Addison ran down her steps, trying to put on her sweatshirt over her top as she went

"Where're you going sweetie?" Her dad asked as she pulled her hair out of the sweatshirt and grabbed her keys and wallet

"Dean needs me." She said, handing him a piece of paper with the address and then she left.

She reached Dean's house and reached under the potted plant and pulled out the spare key that Dean told her was there and she ran up  the stairs looking for Dean's bedroom, when she found it she could've cried as she saw Dean curled on the ground and holding his head

"Dean oh my god, what's wrong baby?" She asked, crouching next to him

"Attack." He stated sleepily and she furrowed her eyebrows with a worried expression

She rubbed his shoulder and he lashed out at her, pushing her back, she was shocked as her back hit the floor, then when Dean realised what he did, he began crying and pulling at his clothes, he got angry with himself and that's when it dawned on her after seeing him go through so many emotions at once and the attack symptoms he was going through

She crawled closer to him, watching him grip his hair and his wild blue eyes darting to her as she stopped in front of him

"Oh sweetcheeks," she said, sadness in her eyes

"You have aspergers," she stated and Dean fell limp as he nodded, Addison got him to the bed and sat with him

Addison slowly wrapped her arms around him, so his head was on her chest and he let her heartbeat calm him down

She laced their fingers together and smiled slowly

"Would you dance if I asked you to dance? Or would you run and never look back? Would you cry if you saw me crying? And would you save my soul tonight?" She sang, looking at his picture perfect face

"Would you tremble if I touched your lips? Or would you laugh? Oh, please tell me this, now would you die for the one you love? Oh hold me in your arms tonight," she sang, using the fingers on her free hand, she threaded them through his hair and massaged his scalp

"I can be your hero baby, I can kiss away the pain, I will stand by you forever, you can take my breath away. Would you swear that you'll always be mine or would you lie? Would you run and hide? Am I in too deep? Have I lost my mind? I don't care, you're here tonight," she sang, looking as his eyes closed

"I can be your hero baby, I can kiss away the pain, I will stand by you forever, you can take my breath away," she finished as his breathing evened out and he fell asleep

"Sweet dreams babe," she said, gently laying him down and pressing a kiss to his forehead, watching as the pink hair surrounded his head like a halo

She was about to walk away, when he grabbed her and pulled her back, burying his face in her sweatshirt, she smiled and took it off, leaving it for him to hug as she walked downstairs and there was a lady in the kitchen

"Hello." Addison said with a sunny smile and the lady turned around with a funny smile

"Hi, who are you?" She asked

"My name is Addison Foster, I'm Dean's friend from school." She introduced, putting out her hand, only to be pulled into a hug

"I didn't think Deany had friends," she said as she squeezed Addison

"Well here I am, he had one of his attacks and called me," she said and his mom nodded

"It had stopped you know, then all of a sudden, it started up again but not as frequent. I'm Dianna Ambrose," she said and Addison smiled

"Would you like to stay for some tea?" She asked and Addison smiled, she wanted to be here when Dean woke up so she could make sure he was alright

It wasn't long when Addison had begun enjoying the woman's company. An hour into the tea, Dean woke up and came downstairs, rubbing his eyes and smiled a genuine smile when he saw Addison and his mom in the kitchen

"Hey Adds," he greeted watching as she grinned widely at the nickname he gave her

"Hey Deany," she teased and Dean looked at his mom

"Really?" He asked jokingly shaking his head

"So you had a girl over," his mom teased

"She's my best friend ma," Dean replied with a roll of his eyes and he sat down

Addison grinned as he referred to her as his best friend then she looked at the clock, 1am. Damn, her dad must be worried

"Thanks for everything Ms. Ambrose but I gotta go home," she said, smiling as Dianna came over and hugged her

"It was a pleasure meeting you sweetie," she said and Addison smiled

"Likewise," Addison replied and Dianna excused herself to her bedroom and Addison smiled at him

"Best friend huh?" She teased, grinning when he blushed and rubbed the back of his neck

"Isn't that what we are?" He asked

"Absolutely," she said and walked to the door

"I'm glad you're feeling better sweetcheeks." She said and he nodded

"Thank you for everything Adds," he told her and she smiled

"No need to thank me, we should hang out tomorrow," she suggested and he nodded, liking the idea

"I'll come over around 2. Goodnight sweetcheeks," she said, tiptoeing to kiss his forehead which he happily let her do, it made him calm

"You can keep the sweatshirt by the way," she said with a wink

It was one of her oversized ones that reached the middle of her thigh and she grinned when they were in the kitchen and Dean came down, wearing it and it fit him perfectly.

She left and both her and Dean fell asleep with smiles on their faces