HEY!! MISTER!! HEY!! HEY!!” I kept yelling while banging on the door. “Quit it! He is now on the other side of the street! How is he supposed to hear you?” nial said. I stopped, half glaring and half worried. “Then what else are we supposed to do?” I asked him. He stood there, thinking. Then he began to look around. “What?” I asked him. There might be a window around here we can climb out of…” he said. I looked out of the door. “Where? Stores usually don’t have that kind of opening windows! They are all sealed so the air conditioner can be kept on!” I told him. No reply. I turned around. Nial wasn’t there. The long aisle stretched on, getting dark at the end. “Nial?” I called out. No reply. The only light that shone was from the street lamp across the street.
“Nial! Where are you??” I called in a shaky voice. Then I heard something being dragged on the floor. “Nial!” I cried out. I couldn’t stay there any longer so I began to jog into the darkness, searching for nial. As I was jogging, I thought something was moving behind a shelf. I cried out as I tripped over something and landed on nial.
“Where were you??” I cried out. I was shaking like mad. “What’s your problem?!? Why are you going all around yelling? I was searching for a window!!” he replied, giving me a look as I was on top of him. I quickly got off of him. I noticed that he as smiling. “What? What’s so funny?” I asked him. “Why were you freaking out there?” he asked. “It… it’s because…I am… afraid of the d-dark” I replied, with my eyes on my boots. He smiled. “Not to worry. I am right here now.” He replied in a mocking way.
“Wait! Do you have your phone?? I left mine at home!” I told him. He quickly dug into his pockets. “I left mine at home too!” nial finally said after searching his pockets for it. “Just great! Now what are we going to do?” I asked in a hopeless way. We stood there thinking. I noticed that the store became a bit colder than before. Nial was lost in his thoughts. "Oh! This is bad! If my mom finds out her…” I stopped. “Wait! My mom! She can get us out!!” I exclaimed. “But we don’t have our phones! How are we going to contact her?” he asked me. “Not to worry. My mom can contact me without a phone. She will know if I am in need of her, if I am even a second late, she will go around searching for me.” I told him. “So you’re saying that we should wait for her??” he asked. “Yeah. What?” I asked. Then he shot me a ‘you-got-to-be-kidding-me’ face.
“Well, we can’t stand here all night.” I told him, sitting down against a wall. I patted the ground next to me, motioning him to sit down. But he kept standing there. To tell you the truth, I was actually really scared for being stuck with a person I don’t really know. I was scared that he might do something to me, even though if he didn’t realize it, I was shaking all over.
After a while of looking outside the shop, he came over and sat down a bit further away from me. I cuddled on to a soft toy I took from one of the shelf of the shop, as it was cold there. I just sat there with my legs close to my chest, shivering a bit. I saw him sitting with his eyes on the door. After an awkward silence he asked: “are you scared?” I looked at him. He still had his eyes on the door. “Yeah…” I replied rather awkwardly. “Is it because you’re stuck in the dark shop or because your mom will kill you for being late or is it because you’re stuck with me?” he asked me. I thought for a few seconds. “All of them!” I replied. He smiled. “Am I that scary?” this time when he asked, he looked at me. “Well… after what you did behind the cupboard…” my voice trailed off as I knew I was blushing. He looked away, laughing. “That was just a joke.” He said rather to himself than to me. “I am not that bad. I actually never touched a girl. Not even her hands.”He confessed. “Then let me guess, you never even had your first kiss?” I asked in a mocking way. “yes.” He replied in a-matter-of-fact way. I didn’t say anything as I didn’t care about it that much.
“It’s a bit cold in here, don’t you think?” I asked rubbing my shoulders. He looked at me and observed for a few seconds. Then, he simply took off his coat, hesitating a bit and dropped it on to my lap. “What’s this for?” I asked him. He kept his eyes in the door. “Keep warm.” He replied in a straight tone as if trying to be a bit rude but failing to do so. I smiled as I wore the jacket. It felt warm and cozy. So cozy that my eyes slowly began to shut I into a deep sleep…