"I have this Aunt who whenever she'd pour anything for you she'd always say 'say when' and right now it feels like life is pouring me a big old glass of anxiety and bullshit but no matter how many times I say when it won't stop until the glass is cracked and overflowing and I'm left with a big, huge, panicky mess."
Alex stared blankly at me and I just stared back my breathing picking up in companion with my racing pulse.
And then he laughed.
"What the hell are you laughing at?!" I nearly shrieked.
He sobered slightly at my piercing pitch but still chuckled even as he pulled me into his arms and wrapped both arms tightly around me pulling me into his chest so that my face was snuggled into his-what felt like cashmere-scarf.
I froze for a minute before immediately fighting back, arms and legs thrashing erratically hoping to somehow leave a mark.
"What the hell are you doing?! Don't even think about it Mister Alley Pervert-" He cut me off resting his chin on my head and speaking, his voice rumbling out from his diaphragm so I could feel the vibrations in my heart.
"Applying equal amounts of pressure in large quantities on one's body can depress sympathetic nervous systems as well as slow the heart and metabolic rate." I arched my eyebrows in confusion at what he was saying but before I could figure it out he released me and I slowly stepped back.
He tucked a loose strand of my wavy black hair behind my ear and smiled softly at me before standing up straight and tucking his hands into his front pockets.
"In other words, a hug. A hug can chill a person out. Now let's head to class! We happen to have first period together." He winked at me before turning around and walking towards the southern end of the campus.
I hadn't even realized it but I was no longer panting and my heart was at a steady pace. Shaking my head I jogged slightly to catch up to him before falling in step beside him. Our feet made giant crunchy footprints in the snow marking our path all the way from the admissions office.
"Where did you learn that?" I asked curiously. He didn't strike me as a medical school type.
"Greys Anatomy," he replied casually. I couldn't help it. I laughed.
His had whipped over to my direction an expression of pure shock on his face which quickly drained the humor from my body. I coughed awkwardly and shifted my bag on my shoulder.
"What? It was funny," I said in defense.
He shook his head smiling and faced forward on the path. After awhile he spoke again.
"You just have a really nice laugh."