Illegal Thoughts

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Katheryn

"No." He said, leaning against the wall. "I leave on my own terms."

Kathryn rolled her eyes. "Fine. Then I'll force you to leave." She made her way across the room, reaching for her door, when it locked. Numerous times she tried unlocking it, but the lock held strong.

"You..." Kathryn exhaled sharply. "How dare you come into my house uninvited, not even through the door, and I can't even leave! I feel uncomfortable!"

"Why?"

"I'm in a room, alone. With a guy."

"Ok. Understandable, but I'm not like that. Anyways–"

"How should I know? Maybe you're lying." Kathryn interrupted, eyeing him skeptically.

He sent her a pointed look, "ANYWAYS. Now that you've summoned me and I can leave whenever I want, you deserve to know my name. Lewis."

"Such a normal name for such a psychotic person." She replied.

"I'm not psychotic, I'm actually quite normal. All I did was lace books with the reality that the government doesn't want you to know!"

"And you caused them to become banned!"

"Not my fault the government is dumb."

Kathryn had to give it to him, the government was stupid.

"So, what exactly are you?"

"A human with powers, think Harry Potter or Percy Jackson but the person with the powers isn't trying to be killed every 10 seconds."

"How do you know where I live?"

"I know everything."

"Recite pi."

"3.14159265358979323846264338327950288419716939937510-"

"Okay- you can stop. What's my mother's name and where's she from?"

"Your mother's name is Ingrid and she is from Norway."

"How do you know everything?" Kathryn emphasized 'everything', her disbelief clear.Lewis shrugged, "I just do."

"Does it, like, come with the power?"

He just shrugged, to which Kathryn frowned. "You make no sense."

"Well, I'm not gonna make sense, so get used to it."

Kathryn needed to change the subject before she was just standing there in awkward silence. "What do you want with me?"

"I want you to help me bring back books."

"That's not possible." Kathryn crossed her arms.

"Or is it?"

"If you have a way, tell me."

"It's the only way possible... and it's going to take a while. Would I be able to move in with you?"

"Move in with me?! First of all, I live with my parents, PLUS my brother. Secondly, you literally held a knife at my throat."

"You did that one first."

"You came into my house unannounced first."

"Whatever. I need to be able to talk to you on a daily basis though." He said, averting eye contact.

"So, where do you live then? I can visit."

"That won't do. How about this, you move in with me?" He suggested.