Stand Right

AAAHHH, LUV HOW THIS LOOK LIKE--

And it's again a story time, this is 
continuing from that last lil story: 


And again; from Drawy's view, not mine. uwu  


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I felt my body getting weaker as this thing kept sucking my blood, my sight started to get blurry and darker too. 
I thought that this would be end of me, i had no way to escape. I didn't have enough strength to struggle... 
Is this really how it ends...? Being killed at place what i thought was absolutely safe...? 

I was ready to close my eyes, ready to lose my conscious... 
But then i heard footsteps, someone was coming closer and before i realized i was released from that thing's grip. Quickly after that there came loud sound of collision to the wall and voice with painful groan. Waiting to fall on the floor i instead was grabbed in large arms and then gently placed down. This warm feeling, this smell... It was Hanzala. I knew it even my vision was still blurry and i couldn't see him clearly. 
It didn't take long that there started to come sounds of fighting, sometimes i heard this same sound of collision but... all was going too fastly to me. It was hard to see their movements in state i was in. My vision got darker and darker moment after a moment, before i realized my vision got totally black and finally lost my conscious... 

At some point i was feeling warm, it was soft around me. It felt good, so comfy and safe. Is someone... petting my head...?
When i opened my eyes first thing i saw was Hanzala, looking down at me with relieved expression. Something was different tho. 
I first didn't notice it, but after some moment i finally realized it; he wasn't wearing his mask now. Of course i was first surprised to see his face finally, he never took it off before. His face was skull ish looking, sharp teeths and no nose. Normal peoples reaction would be different, maybe terrified if that would be first thing they saw when opening their eyes. To me, i was more fascinated and not scared at all. I know he isn't bad person even how he looked like. 
He asked me how i was feeling and i answered that i still felt a little bit weak, but nothing else. He also apologized that i had to see him without a mask but i told him it was okay and i also smiled to him. 
I saw him smiling back, even it wasn't so clear, i swear it was a smile. It could be seen from his eyes too. 
I then looked around more, i was lying down on pretty big bed actually. I noticed that there was a blood bag connected to my arm and soon noticed also bandages on Hanzala's arms. Worried i asked what happened and he told me that it happened while fighting against that thing earlier. 
Hearing this it all what happened flashed in my mind and i could feel myself trembling in fear. What if it's still close? What if it comes back and AND- 
Then big hand on my head, petting me gently, made my fear slowly go away. It also got those scary thoughts out of my head. 
Hanzala was always so gentle, i always feel safe close to him. 
It feels so nice. 

Few days later i was feeling all better again and normal. In these days i wasn't really able to get back home since Hanzala kept me close to him and was taking care of me. In these days my little crush faded away also, i started to see him more like a father.
It actually felt new to me since i have grown up without a father, he died way before i was born so my mom took care of me. Now tho i was living alone, don't get me wrong i don't feel lonely even i am living alone. It's so peaceful at my home. 

Anyway, so yeah i see Hanzala as a father now. He has even started to act more father like after that what happened. Oh dear it has been so embarrassing when i have accidentally called him "dad" more than few times and when i try to apology about that he just chuckles and says it's okay. Dammit dad- I MEAN HANZALA-!! 

A-a-anyway...
When i finally get to go home and see my friends they seemed not to believe when i said that now i seeing him as a father.
My friends saying that crush won't fade away that easily. To me that happened anyway, but i didn't feel bad about it.

It actually feels way better in this way, because now i think i have someone to look up at as a father. 


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