I was sitting at my desk minding my own business when Huxley approached me,

“Anderson, can I see you in Melvirns office?” Melvirn’s office?

That's odd, why would he want to see me there? If anything it would be Melvirn himself calling me to see him. I tried not to question it as I got up and followed him into the office. He closed the door as I walked in and stood in front of Melvin's desk facing the door. I rested my hands on the front of the desk as I said

“Where's Melvin?” I looked up at Huxley as he moved towards me, I stumbled backward and my ass hit the desk behind me.

At this point, I was effectively sitting on my boss's desk facing Huxley as he strode towards me. I looked up to meet his eyes as he walked closer and ended up right in front of my knees. I watched his hands as he dragged them down to rest on my knees, he slowly pulled them apart as he made his way in between my legs. I inhaled sharply. He removed one hand from my knee to come up and caress my face.

“I have wanted to do this for a long time” is what he said before he leaned down preparing to kiss me.

My heart started beating out of my chest. All of a sudden his demeanor changed. His eyes went dark and the black of his eyes consumed the rest. I started to panic. His face went deathly pale. He then smiled too big for comfort and his teeth and mouth were covered in black saliva. His grip on my knee tightened until there was pain. I jolted out of bed, I was covered in sweat from head to toe.

“It's just a dream, it's just a dream,” I kept repeating this to myself until my heartbeat resumed a normal rhythm. My brain is so appalled by the idea of being touched by Liam that it turns him into a monster. Great. Fucking great. I turned over to my bedside table and tapped my phone screen. It was 4 am. Huxley had driven me home last night and I got home at 9 which is record time for leaving the lab at 8. We sat in silence after the comment he made and I thanked him when I left and that was all. As soon as I got inside I ran to my bed and passed out cold. I didn’t even change out of my lab coat. Well, there was no way I was going to be able to sleep after this dream so I rolled over on my side and picked up my phone. It took me a moment to realize that I had a text message from none other than the monster himself. I guess Huxley messaged me when he got home.

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“I'm sorry if it was weird when I told you to call me Liam more often”

I didn’t want to admit how the concern in the message made me feel, the scary part is I liked knowing he wanted me to call him Liam.

“I don't mind”

It took me a good two minutes to think of my 3-word response, which I won't admit to myself as pathetic but I'm going to blame it on the lack of sleep. I roll over and see a response pop up. There is no way that he is awake at 4 am.

“Good”

I’m sorry what? Did he just say GOOD?!

“Also why are you awake? You do realize it's 4 am?”

My heart stopped, why am I awake? Oh well, I just had a dream where you turned into a monster. How about you? I inhaled trying to think of a response.

“You do realize that you are also awake right?”

I was about to exit our text chain to scroll on social media when I got a call notification at the top of my screen, HUXLEY IS CALLING ME? What? Why? Why? Why? I took a deep breath and answered the call.

“Hello?” I said confusingly

“I hate texting” Of course he does, Liam Huxley, the youngest old man.

“Of course you do,” I say with a scoff

“Anderson, why are you awake? You need to sleep.” his voice was different at this hour, it was slightly raspy and scratched a part of my brain that I didn’t know needed scratching.

“I-”

“Is it your head? I didn’t see too big of a mark today?” my head? What was wrong with- oh. When I split it open on the dash of the lab car. He was looking at my head? He was making sure I didn’t have a mark.

“My head fine, Huxley,” I said, rolling my eyes.

“What happened to calling me Liam?” I stilled

“My head is fine Liam,” I said in as soothing a tone as I could. I heard him hum on the other line. It gave me chills. We continued to talk about everything and nothing. Work, our families, and even our stupid coworkers. I felt my phone buzzing in my ear. It was my alarm going off telling me that it was time for school. Oh shit. I have been talking to LIAM HUXLEY for 4 hours straight. My voice started to tremble.

“Liam I have to go” is all I said before I quickly hung up and slumped back onto my bed. I can’t believe I have to wait all day to go into the lab. There is no way I am going to get through school today.