"I am about two seconds from completely throwing you out the damned window," you screamed at your Chemistry work. "I hate Chemistry!"
Your bedroom door flew open with great force. The oak door frame revealed a tall Danish man with a worried expression mixed with a hint of confusion. You glared daggers at him, not wanting to deal with his obnoxiousness.
"You okay ____, I heard you yelling at your Chemistry work. You do know it can't respond back right?" he joked.
You grabbed a pillow that was on your bed and threw it with all the strength you could muster at the tall Dane. Hitting him square in the jaw he let out an inaudible sound, muffled by the pillow; which fell straight to the ground.
Muffling a few curse words he picked the pillow off the ground and chucked it at you. Not amused by his games you caught the pillow mid air and chucked it back at him. This time hitting his shoulder.
"Someone is on their period," he sang as he kicked the pillow to the side of the room.
"I am about this close," you motioned a small space with your thumb and forefinger "to throwing you out the window!"
"Okay, no need to be snippy!" he defended holding his hands up in defence.
"Just get out please," you sighed sitting on your bed in a huff.
"Oh come on-"
"One," you began to count down.
"____, don't be like this," he winked.
"Two," you sneered getting up from your bed and making your way over to Mathias.
"You know you want me," he sang off key.
"Three!" you yelled pushing him out of your bedroom.
Instead of turning around and leaving he came back in with a sly smile on his face. He brushed right past you and over to your desk. The dark washed Scandinavian built piece of furniture had your text books and notes all scattered about over it's surface. He lightly ran his hands over the text book, casually glancing from the text to you.
"Can I help you?" you asked raising your brow.
"Yes, you can always help me," he winked.
"Don't bother me you idiot." you sneered hitting his arm. "I am way too stressed, and I don't need you on top of that."
"Why are you so stressed," he asked elongating the 'so'.
"I have a Chemistry test tomorrow, and I know absolutely nothing!" you rapidly stated. "I need to learn how to balance equations, and know about atomic mass! Don't even get me started on acids and bases! This test determines my final mark! Plus I have auditions for the musical on Friday! I also have two projects that are due Thursday, just too much to handle at once!"
"Seems like you need a break," Mathias laughed.
"Oh I don't fuc-"
"___, not when their are precious, innocent ears in this house." Mathias mocked gasped referring to Peter Kirkland who is visiting for the week.
"He's at the park with Alfred and Gilbert. I don't think he'll be staying innocent for much longer," you laughed as you walked over to your window and peered outside.
"Come on ___, a break won't hurt you. Besides your best friend will show you how to relax!" he smiled as he walked over beside you.
"Who? I don't see Emil around." you teased as you glanced around your room.
"You're a horrible person," he laughed playfully pushing you.
"Now, if you don't mind please get out of my room!" you ushered, "I really need to study or I am going to fail. If I fail I won't become a scientist, then I won't have a job. If I don't have a job, I won't have money. If I don't have money, I will-"
"I get it, I get it. I've seen that stupid meme thing on Facebook before." he stated crossing his arms over his chest. "You seriously need to relax and take a break. Come on," he said grabbing your hand gently and dragging you out of your room.
"Mathias please," you begged. "I need to study-"
"If you study anymore, you will get pregnant and die." Mathias scolded.
"Isn't that if I have sex? Wait, you watched Mean Girls?" you laughed at the blushing Dane.
"T-Tino wanted to watch it," he mumbled while blushing. "Now come on!"
The Dane held onto your hand tightly as he dragged you down the hall all the way to his room. Pushing the oak door open, you peered to the side looking at the mess of clothes in front of you. You grunted in disgust as he pulled you into his room shutting the door behind you. †
He let go of your hand leaving you to glance around his messy room. Mathias walked over to his iPod doc and began to shuffle through his endless tunes. Finally settling on one he turned the volume up to max and ran over to grab your hand again. The familiar sound of Coldplay filled your ears.
"Playing Coldplay is going to relieve my stress?" you ask quizzically.
"Well, that's part of it," he smiled mischievously "I was thinking why not dance to relieve your stress?"
"Oh no! I can't dance and you know that!" you whined, pouting.
The Dane just ignored you and attempted to do Oppan Gangnam Style. Seeing the Dane dance to K-pop during a Coldplay song made you burst into fits of laughter. Mathias gave you a large grin as he continued to dance, getting closer to you with every second that passed. He grasped your hand suddenly and spun you around, causing you to giggle.
"See you can dance," he winked letting go of your hand an attempting the 'We No Speak Americano' dance. You joined in his dancing, laughing as you both failed to properly do the dance.
"Oh yeah, I totally should go on So You Think You Can Dance," you laughed as you pumped your fist in the air.
"You'd so win," Mathias joked as he picked you up by your waist and spun you around.
"Put me down," you laughed.
"See, now are you relaxed?" Mathias asked setting you back down on the floor.
"Sort of, I guess," you stated rubbing the back of your neck.
The song changed, and The Scientist now blasted through the speakers of the doc. You walked over to change the song to a more upbeat one, but Mathias hand caught your wrist mid action. Slowly, you turned around to face the Dane. His piercing blue eyes bore into your eyes, causing a bright red blush to creep onto your face.
He gently moved his hand from your wrist to your hand, intertwining your fingers with his. He put a hand on the small of your back, pulling you closer to him. You were surprised by the Dane's actions, in the past he had shown no affection like this towards you.
You suddenly felt his lips on yours, which muffled the rest of your words. You backed out of the kiss in complete surprise; Mathias still kept his tight hold on you. You looked up to meet his eyes, which held a loving glance.
"Sh," he whispered as he held you close again, resting his head on yours.
For the next little while the two of you stayed like that. Even as the music changed from track to track. Mathias kept on holding you close to him, as if you would suddenly disappear from the face of the earth.
"Mathias what time is it?" you asked, as you rested your head on his chest.
"Ten-fifty," he calmly stated.
"Shit, no! I have the test tomorrow at eight!" you began to panic. You became very stressed again, this test would determine your final grade.
"____, calm down," Mathias cooed. "You'll do fine you're super smart. You're also extremely beautiful and talented," he whispered the last part.
"Mathias I have to go study-" you were about to walk out of his room but he grabbed you by your waist again.
"No," he pouted childishly. "You are staying with me."
He picked you up and carried you over to his bed. He fell back on the bed with you right on top of him. You tried squirming out of his grasp, but his hold on you only tightened. You gave up after many failed attempts and rolled off his back, which he happily allowed. You cuddled into his side, his left arm wrapped tightly around your waist.
"Jeg elsker dig," Mathias confessed.
"I love you too," you sighed contently as you tiredly closed your eyes. The stress now gone and your worries turned into carefree thoughts.
"So how did you do on your test," Mathias asked as you came through the front door.
"I passed," you smiled happily.
"See I told you-"
"By the way, Tino told me he never watched Mean Girls with you." you smirked, "he also told me you watched Tangled and cried." you laughed at the Dane's horrified expression. "Now I have to go finish the projects. Even though I'll probably fail at those too," you sighed as you began to trek up the stairs.
Mathias leaned against the stair's railing, waiting for his cue. Your shouts of rage finally drifted down the stairs.
"Stupid History! I am going to throw you out the stupid window! I am going to fail! Then I won't graduate!" you angrily yelled, a few tears of frustration falling down your face.
Mathias smiled as he began to walk up the stairs. "Cuddles or dancing?" Mathias asked.
"Neither! I don't want to fail!" you yelled at Mathias.
"I don't know how we ever became roommates," Mathias laughed as he went to his room to grab his iPod.