Biker

It’s 3am. You’re home alone, you’re laying on the couch downstairs as you don’t feel like being in your bedroom, your parents are out tonight. Meanwhile outside a boy on a motorbike is driving through the rain, on his way back from his mate’s house. His bike stops working in the middle of your road. He curses under his breath as the rain falls heavy when he sees a small light coming from a house’s living room. Your living room. He with a grunt lifts his bike and drags it up to your driveway. Rain begins picking up and he props up his bike against a wall and he runs to the front door. He hesitates but knocks on your door..