Did I also mention he's heavy?

I groan, hitting my head on the concrete wasn't exactly the highlight of the day. Ouch.
I lift my eyes up, and stare at the sky. Just what the hell happened? I suddenly remember.
I turn my head slowly, and each second felt like forever. Want to know what I saw?

Do you?

Do you REALLY?

Well guess what?

A dark, yet soft face was almost 1 centimeter to mine. Obviously, I scream. How
the hell did someone like him fall out of the sky? Someone like him shouldn't
be able to be in the air. What else interested me other than his face was his
blue-teal hair. It looked so soft, like a cloud. 

Wait.

What am I thinking? I can't lay here all night staring at the man. I quickly get him
off me, seeing red liquids coming out of cuts on his face. Seeing the blood made my
heart race and I panicked a lot more than I should. My hands crawl into my hoodie, 
looking for my cell phone. I tried calling an ambulance, but my signal died on me. 
Ugh, what should I do now? I look around and looked up at my apartment.

Today was the first day anyone has ever been in my apartment.

I carried him, thought he was slightly lighter than I thought he was. However, he 
was still pretty heavy. I grumbled and groaned each step, hoping that he would wake
up and run away.

He didn't.

I unlocked my door and slide in, laying the giant on the couch. It was white like milk,
and it made him look innocent.

Wait, what am I thinking?

I quickly dry him and cover up his wounds. It was about two in the morning when I was finished.
Since I can't trust a stranger in my home, I take out my old futon and lay it on the ground, keeping
an eye on the stranger. Thank god, I didn't have work tomorrow.

I close my eyes, as I whispered good night.