Welcome back to my story. Maybe for some reason you are still reading this. What questions did I ask you to ask me last time? I forgot! That's not important though. What is important is that for some reason unknown to all beings you're reading this. That is absolutely a sure fire sign of a lack of logic. I appreciate you reading this though whoever you are. I don't know who you are, but that is not the important part either. The important part is that I forgot I got to state I don't own Pokémon. Why do I need a disclaimer for this. Oh yeah Ian is my own character. I mean we are practically so I guess I own myself then? Oh just read the damn story I'm going to shut up now.
I actually took time to notice the room and saw an Xbox 360, a PS3 and a new laptop with a cover on it. "Oh I sincerely doubt that comes with the dorm, so then is my dorm mate a gamer girl, or just a tech nerd?" "A bit of both, and if you got a problem then you don't get one of my cupcakes I mentioned in the note." "No it's just that I am how do you say an 'addicted' gamer, and an extreme lover of computers." "So I now I know my roommate is a tech addict, not an asshole, and his name is Ian. Good we share two traits then, and that will make you much less of a pain to live with." "Which traits are those? The tech addict and that we have the same name? But I thought your name was Laura?" "Ha ha ha real funny now are you going to stop trying to be a dumbass making endless wisecracks, or do you want to have a cupcake while you finish unpacking Mr. Comedy? Then when you're done proceed to be fucked up in some Call of Duty later?" "I think I will chose the cupcake on that one." She tossed me a cupcake and after I thanked her I went to unpack the rest of my junk. A Wii U because Nintendo is my first company and all that bullshit. Then my PC setup will be a pain to deal with, and I don't own one because of PC master race shit. Then after my wardrobe and my mini fridge that does not come with beer, and no not because I did not want to haul beer it's because I don't fucking drink. In my recollection of events it will be known that I did not consider myself stingy in any way shape or form. After I got everything set up in about the next twenty minutes I came out and saw Laura absolutely dominating at Call of Duty: Black Ops II. I never played much of the game but I knew just by watching the screen that she was good. Then she had the audacity to perform a 360-noscope and got it on what I saw to be the first try. Once the round ended I sat down beside her. "So are you MLG pro or something?" "Oh fuck you buddy real fucking funny, and another wisecrack from Mr. Comedy." I started laughing at how mad she was. I still had my arguably poor sense of humor about me.
"So how about some co-op survival Laura?" "Sure how much have you played?" "I know the buttons that shoot, swap weapons, and that's about it." "We are going to be ultimately fucked aren't we?" "Likely so Laura likely so." So what took up the rest of the day was me being a lot better than I thought I would be at the game, and me still getting my ass handed to me by Laura. Once the clock hit 10 P.M. I decided to retire to bed and said good night. "Hey Ian" "Yeah Laura" "Considering that you're a human you're not as uptight as many of my friends made you out to be." "Thanks Laura, and I didn't know what to expect coming here, but I now know that I at least have a kind roommate." "Ah so sweet just don't get all damn teary eyed on me got it?" "Got it, and good night Laura." I knew that I would definitely survive this college now. The only question left for me to answer then and there was how many fuck ups could I possibly manage along the way.
The following month was not too eventful, but the events that occurred were of monumental important. Laura told me about a party being hosted by the other human here at the university, and I had to rack my brain for a reason as to why I couldn't go, but I just sat there silent... not saying anything. "Hey earth to Ian are you going to go with me and my friends or not, and you can bring any friends you made while you were here." I just was speechless not knowing what to say. "Well Laura I'm not a exactly a social butterfly or anything, so parties and me don't go together very well. Plus I mostly kept to myself while I've been here, so I really don't have many well any friends." "Well Ian if you don't want to go that's fine and all." "Laura it's not that I don't want to go, the fact is I'm not social and I don't want to hinder you having all of your booze fueled fun. Plus if you get drunk I need to be here so when you come back so nothing bad happens, and I lose you throughout the whole campus, and besides I don't even drink I just need to be here so I know where you are, or so I can try to find you." "Okay well I'm going to go and have some fun then. See you later." "Bye Laura." It was 9:30 P.M. when she left. I waited until she came back passing the time away with Call of Duty training, and some Minecraft in between every few matches. I saw the clock said 2 A.M. and I was starting to feel uneasy. "What's wrong with you Ian, snap out of it Laura is fine... she's fine, but to be safe at 3 A.M. go look for her to make sure." After another hour she wasn't back. I set out to find her across the huge ass campus. I had a pocket watch with me so I could keep checking the time. When it was 3:30 A.M. I saw her wondering back across the campus going away from the dorm in the wrong direction drunk off her ass. I ran over once she started to throw up. "Laura are you ok." "What the hell do you think? I just threw up on my favorite party shirt." "Laura you're coming back with me to the dorm, and I'm going to help you clean up and make you drink some water." I helped her get back to the dorm room by caring her in my arms.
Once we got back I on my kindness instinct turned off the lights so it wasn't going to be bright incase I forgot to deal with it when she was going to have that hangover in the morning. I helped her get some clothes ready before she got in the shower, and I went to make her something to drink with lots of water. I recalled that we had some frozen strawberries in the fridge since I happened to go shopping the night before. I made a smoothie with a little bit more crushed ice than usual to help her get more water into her system. Then I heard her say something. "Ian I need help, I think I drank a little to much and I can't get dried and dressed. Would you mind helping me a little bit sweetie?" I then knew she was absolutely fucking wasted... calling me 'sweetie'... Everyone knows I am generally bitter and grim. "Laura do you really need my help in there?" "Yes Ian I need help or else I would not have damn asked now help me." I was hesitant to open the door. After about a minute I remember her taunting me with something more insulting. "Are you gay or something? Who gives a fuck if I'm naked in here. Point is I need help and I'm seeing double in here I'm just that drunk. Now get the fuck in here and help me!" With that taunt I finally creaked open the door and helped her dry off. I also helped her get dressed so she could go to bed. "Laura please don't get this wasted again please. I'm not gay or bi or anything like that, but dealing with a pretty girl naked is not exactly an ideal situation for me." "Ian shut up. Just shut up for once. Now I want to tell you something for future reference okay?" "Well Laura what is that exactly?" "Lean in Ian its a secret." I leaned in thinking it was only because she was drunk, but what she did next shocked me. She kissed me on the cheek and gave me a hug. "Ian thanks for putting up with my shit. Especially tonight considering you helped me in there, and managed to not melt into a simple minded pervert. Now I'm going to go to bed." "Laura at least drink this smoothie first. You're going to need that water so with the three hours of sleep you get you won't be totally trashed in the morning." She took it and gave me another hug which I felt awkward in since I was quite the social outcast for the most part.
I helped her in the morning to make sure she was ready to face the day. As I gathered her things on the table for her after she ate the crepe breakfast I had prepared. What? I can cook, and I have been doing it for quite some time I must say. As she came to grab her stuff she picked my head up and looked me in the eyes. "Ian you are a great friend. I know deep down that inside of you somewhere you know that you're kind for no reason other than to help others for the joy of it. Especially when I was drunk of my ass last night is when you showed you were a very caring person. You helped me when I was wasted and could not even dress myself after getting out of the shower. Plus I tried to see if you were a pervert or not, and I tried to get you to stare and grope me while you helped me. You did none of that, and that is why you are a great friend. Now I want a kiss to see how sweet you really are." "Laura what are you" I was cut off as she briefly kissed me for a second but what felt like ages. That was my first kiss ever. Mainly since I was hell bent of avoiding deep relationships as much as possible. So when she pulled back I stared into her eyes in shock. "What Ian never kissed a girl before? Did you have a few boyfriends instead?" I scowled at her not amused at that clever but insulting joke. After that my feelings were kicked into high-gear again. Oh boy did I fucking hate it.
Every morning as I cooked a nice breakfast, and I kept feeling a deep fluttery almost burning feeling. I hated it mainly since I knew what it was. My emotion was returning, and I was not too fond of it. She came out and stretched ready to start the day. "Hey Ian what one choice is on the menu today?" "Well Laura other than the normal beverage choices we have some special french toast that is prepared in a way my father taught me how to make." After I spent the next few minutes making sure it wasn't burnt I put it on two plates, and proceeded to get drinks for me and Laura. As we were eating I decided to actually try to start a conversation for once, and I even read a book on how to do it 'think of what you want to say' then the book read 'then say it'. "So Laura when you feel either happy, sad, angry, or even nervous can you physically feel it?" "Why would you ask that Ian? I mean sure but only when I feel very deep emotions. Is there something troubling you?" "Its nothing Laura... I just can't stop feeling all my emotions as if I was getting hit by a truck of them." I finished my breakfast a little faster than usual, and started to gather up are class materials for the day. Unlucky me Laura very easily noticed the change, and snuck up behind me and hugged me tight. "Laura what the hell! I'm goanna have a heart attack from your caring but jump scare like antics!" "Shush Ian now something's wrong with you and I want to know what it is. Since we got to get to class soon why don't you tell me what's wrong latter ok? I'm just a little worried about a friend is all." I was able to maintain my standard emotion façade throughout the day. I noticed Laura kept glancing at me trying to figure out what was wrong. I was inside deep down very nervous about having to take off my emotional façade. I rarely ever did that... even to myself. After classes were over I tried to lose her in the crowd, but she kept up with me. Then when I tried to pick up my pace just outside the dorm room she matched it. I let her in as per usual and followed. I tried to go to my room but I was grabbed by the collar of my shirt and was thrown down onto the couch. "Ian stop trying all of your evading bullshit on me its not going to work ok." I lowered my head and sighed accepting my defeat at the hand of my dorm mate.
She sat down beside me, and put her hand on my arm. "Ian something's wrong with you, and you seem hell bent on keeping it a secret. I've been your friend for months, don't be afraid to tell me." "Laura... I. I.. I don't know... I just don't know." I sighed in despair not wanting to share my inner thoughts, and she was right I was hell bent on doing it. "Damn it Ian you do know! Stop pretending you fucking don't! Look me in the eyes and tell what the hell is wrong with you!" I looked her in the eyes and began to speak. "Laura the reason is..." I started crying. I remember so vividly how I was staring in her eyes crying. "Laura the reason 'I sobbed' I've been like this is because I can feel my emotions again! I had spent my whole life trying to be an iron wall to all of my emotions. You genuinely caring about me unraveled that façade and wall. I never thought anyone could really care about me. The only two people who I really knew did were my grandma and grandpa. My grandmother died three years ago. Plus my grandfather spends all his time working on his house and dealing with his asshole nephew, and I never get to see him. When I first saw you I could see in your eyes you were a caring person, and you still are. I don't know why you could care about me an any way shape or form. I never even thought my parents really loved me." That was my spiel, and then I remember just breaking down and flowing out tears. "Oh Ian you poor sad man. I could never have imagined that was what was wrong, and that it ran so deep. I guess you feared being hurt by having more intense emotions, so you tried to have none. Then me caring and being kind to you unraveled that?" "Y-yes Laura... that's why. I never felt truly loved.. or c-cared for anybody. Then the idea that you some stranger could care even the littlest about me. That melted my minds emotional barriers." "Ian how could I not care? How is that even possible? You are so kind and caring towards not just me but everybody, and when someone is mean to you simply, and sometimes miraculously avoid them." She pulled away my hands from my face as I was using them to muffle my sobs. "Ian I'm going to get you a tissue ok." "Ok Laura thank you just thank you so much." She came back and handed me multiple tissues. After I cleaned up my face I was still on the brink of more tears. "Why Laura why do you care? People should always be kind to others. That's all I try to do. I just don't" "Shush Ian. Now look at me. I care more about you than you know. Its not that people should always be kind. Its that you always are. That's the reason why I cherish having you as a friend. Now look me in the eyes and honestly tell me that's not a good reason to care about you." I sat there speechless. Not knowing what to say. "That's what I thought. Now you really want to know how much I actually care?" I nodded wondering how much she could really care about me. "I'll show you then." She pressed her lips against mine and forced my to lay down on the sofa. I was in shock at that, but yet I did nothing to stop her advance. She prodded her tongue at my lips. I let her in and our tongues wrestled each other. After a few minutes she got up. "Ian that's how much I care. Now tell me do you feel better?" "Yes Laura. I do feel better. Thank you so much for just caring about me."
That's how the rest of the next couple of months went. I was in love for the first time ever. We held hands between classes. We cuddled while now that I trained up kicked ass in Call of Duty. I even brought out the Wii U and we played some Mario games together. I luckily also had a Wii with me so we could play the old Mario Party games. In short we were a couple of lovebirds who had fun doing what we loved. For once in my life I was actually happy. If it had lasted forever I wouldn't be recording this story though sitting in a room with a gun in my left hand and a remote in the other one.
Well that was one long chapter huh? What happened to Ian that caused him to be holding a gun in one hand? Why did Laura kiss him? Will she try further advances on him? Why am I turning into a dumb talk show host who asks you random questions that have potentially no value? Oh I should mention I have my characters with me as I document their story. Laura how do you feel about me being the author and other character in the story? Well Ian I don't know really. Want to me to make a further advance like you questioned about earlier? Laura I'm not a Pokephilla kind of well... shut up okay. You can try to get more intimate with me in the story later okay! You already know how this all goes anyway! You may or may not don't try to get intimate with me! Get intimate with your BF!
P.S. Go see blazingalex for the Pokémon University series where I have situated my universe at! Besides it is an amazing read! Have a great day wondering through the pages of fan fiction! Have an amazing day! Remember you viewing this makes my day. Also remember to review!