The War Of Two Lovers (Discontinued)

Chapter 6 "Oh, Making Friends Is Not A Myth"

(3rd P.O.V)

"Well, hello Arason" Kasperr gigeld. "Come in," Arson said in a monotone voice. "Are you sure?" the shorter boy asked, worried. "Yeah, my dad is at work, and as long as you don't trash the place, I don't think he would mine, well of course if you want to, I am a stranger asking you to go into my cabin that is in the forest," Arason explained. "Oh, okay," Kasperr replied walking, through the coal-black door. once the two boys were inside Arason, closed the door and asked, "Want a soda?" " Yeah, sure." "So, um, do you like to read?" Arason asked while passing the ice-cold can. "Yeah, I am currently reading this manga about a princess turning into an ancient prince." Kasperr replied, excited since he is a big book nerd."Oh, you like Changing History as well." Arason said, trying to sound not as excited as he is.

~ around an hour timeskip✨ ~

Arason and Kasperr have been talking and getting along. *ring* *ring* the house phone went. " I will be right back." Arson answers the phone, and the following is the conversation.

Arason: "Hello?"

Dalian: "Hey, Arason Its Dalian. We just got information that we can leave. So I will be home in around 30 mins."

Arason: "Oh, okay, see you soon, Dad."

Dalian: "K, bye."

~End of converation~

"That was my dad," Arason said, getting off the phone. "Oh then, I better go. It's been fun, and I hope to see you around sometime." Kasperr replied, a little sad to leave. "Wait, how about you stay, and when my dad comes, we can drive you home. It gets dangerous at night in the forest- well, if you want to. It is your life, and you can do whatever you want." Arason sparingly stated. Did Arason Wilder, the previous mystery boy care about someone else? Did he possibly make a friend? Arason doubted that the answer was yes. He didn't think he deserved anyone, especially for what he had done a few years ago. "Oh, okay," Kasperr replied with a slight smile.

~Kasperr's P.O.V~

I first thought Arason was one of those boys, self-center and irritating. However, he's carrying and very kind, but I can tell something is happening could these-wow four hours It only felt like a few minutes dang clock. "Where is your bathroom again?" I asked Arason. "There is one done the hall, first to your right," Arason answered, with a slight smile. I then walked toward the bathroom and used it, then I walked to the mirror, turned on the faucet, and with a light splash of water, the tiredness is now luckily gone. I came around six, so being tired isn't that crazy. I walked out and saw Arason and A tall man with deep brownish-black hair talk. "Hello," I say. "Dad, this is Kasperr, Kasperr this is my dad." Arason introduced. "Wait, is that the boy who you said called the cops on you?" I could tell he was worried "No dad, he's not. Kasperr is nice." Did Arason just stick up for me...most likely not. "Okay, boys, get your shoes." The older man says.

I grab my black and white sneakers, and Arason grabs his black boots and ties them. We then get in his dad's dark gray and very tall truck. Well, try and get into the, truck anyway. "Let me help you," Arason said getting, out from the back seats and somehow helping me in enough for me to get in by myself. I then sit next to Arason It's a long way to town. Even to the gates, it felt like an eternity. I'm about to fall asleep when Mr. Dalian asks, "We're here, well on the street. Will you be able to get home by yourself?" Before I could answer Mr. Dalian answered his question. "Arason, can you walk Kasperr home it seems very dark out there." "Okay, Dad," He said opening his door I jump, out after him. As we walk toward my house, Arason asks. "I'm sorry you have to deal with me for these past few hours," he says. That was...I didn't expect that. "No, you're fine, I am the one that just showed up at your house randomly six o'clock ." "Oh yeah, that was weird."

~Arason's P.O.V~

I then asked, "Tomorrow do you want to go to the book store with me maybe, at noon?" "Yeah, that seems fun. I will ask my mom if I can." The boy that I am walking with replies. We keep talking until we reach Kasperr's house. "Bye, Dude." He says unlocking, his door. " Bye man," As I walk back, I start to wonder why he had to unlock the door, but it's not my business to ask about what happens at his home. I do worry about how tomorrow will go. I think Kasperr might be a friend in the future.

~ So this has been my longest yet, and it has been fun word count 839 ~