What Will You Do?

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I doubted we would head home, for we knew to well Alex and Tiffany would be expecting us, and waiting.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked. He was holding on to my hand as we jogged to an unknown location. He lead the way as I followed, hesitantly.

"Does it matter?" He asked. I could hear in his voice he had a wide grin on his face.

"I would like to know where it is I am being taken, yes." I said, pulling us to a stop. I made him turn so we were facing each other.

"Is it not enough to know who it is that you are taken by?" He said with a smirk. I could not help but smile back at his silliness.

"Who might that be?" I asked smiling up at him. He cupped my face with his hands.

His thumb gently stroked my cheek. "The very one whose heart you posses, my love."

"Is it possible for me to be so lucky, does your heart really belong to me?" I asked in between giggles. This entire conversation we kept chuckling, for we meant the words we expressed, but said them in a very dramatic way. You know, for dramatic effect.

"My only love, there is no other who could ever posses this heart of mine. Only you, will ever have me begging on my knees for a single smile on that beautiful face of yours." We leaned in and he pecked my lips. He turned away and we began jogging again. I could not help to smile at his cuteness.

"You did not answer my question." I said wearily from behind.

"We'll be there in a few minutes, just be patient."

We arrived at his apartment.

"Really? You brought us back here?" I questioned, a hand on my hip and a raised eyebrow.

"We need to sleep somewhere. We'll sneak in the window of my room, we can lock the door and we won't have to deal with them." Before I was given the chance to speak, he picked me up and carried me closer to the apartment.

"I cannot get up there! It is on the second floor."

"Elera, just use the fire escape ladder to climb up." I turned around and saw he had set me down infront of a flight of stairs. Oh.

I began climbing the stairs, and when we were as close to the window as we could get, I had a realization.

"How do you suppose we will get into your room," I asked.

He smiled at me and laughed lightly. "Don't worry, I asked Zach to stop by and unlock the window," I thought about this. Did Zach really come all the way here just to open a window. As if reading my mind, Michael began "Zach lives in the apartment upstairs, he told Alex he had leant me a jacket and needed it back, that way Alex let him in and Zach was able to do me the favor." I nodded as Michael moved from behind me and opened the window. He got in and offered me his hand, which I gratefully took. We heard shuffling in the other room and I looked across the room at Michael. We froze and starred at each other with wide eyes. We heard muffled voices and listened to them.

"Did you hear that?" I barely heard Alex ask.

"Yeah, it sounded like it was coming from Michael's room." I saw Michael's body stiffen in panic.

"Lock the door!" He whispered at me. I quickly ran and locked it just before I felt the door knob shake. I heard the door being pushed and knocked and starred, frozen in place.

"Open the door, Michael! We need to talk!" Alex demanded, it was evident in his voice he was angry at Michael. For what, I was not sure. In my opinion, it should be the other way around. Michael came from behind me and picked me up. He placed me on the bed and turned away.

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