In Love With A Killer?

Coming Home..

"So..which street is it?" Zac asked his eyes were kept on the road at all times, he didn't once look away. I bit my bottom lip, 

"Just around the corner" I frowned thinking about the crap house I live in. The paint hanging of the walls, the windows that had been cracked but dad couldn't be bothered to put up new ones. Also he didnt have the money for it. The garden was outrageous, weeds growing out of the blue, dead trees grew in the front, the ground was just dead. No! Zac couldn't see my house!! I bet he lives in a mansion. What if he compares it to his house??? Mine would look like a total crap shack while his would be all beautiful and glowing!!

"Zac you could drop us here..Really you dont have to take us home" I whisper. Zac chuckles he takes one of his hands of the steering wheel than combs in through his gorgeous thick blonde hair. He chuckled again, God I just wanted to pounce on him! I didnt care that Daniel was in the back, he was to interested in the car anyway..he wouldn't notice not even if a elephant marched right past the window then started doing some kind of zumba dance..

"I said I was going to take you home. So I am going to take you home." He chuckled, I made a half smile. 

"B-But..Really its fine drops us here" I stuttered. No I made it final he couldn't see the house. No. Not allowed. He took his eyes of the road and looked at me. 

"Jess what are you worried about?" He asked he looked all serious. I frowned fiddling with my hands. 

"Its just...That..Well.." I stuttered again he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. I imagined our crap little house. With the paint falling of the side. The garden full of rubbish. Dead trees. Dead plants. Weeds sprouting out of everywhere. My house was a Shiz hole. I was ashamed of my own home. I could see dad on the front yawn. Either passed out or walking towards our crap little house. I looked out the window. I saw all the other homes. The beautiful homes. Owned by beautiful people. I sighed, Why couldn't my life be like there's? Why was i cursed with the life? With this face? With this body. Just. Why. 

"My house isn't the best.." I mumbled. Zac chuckled. I could feel his eyes watching me.

"Jessie. Not everyone's house is the best." He smiled, I turned my head to the side to get a quick glance of him. His hair. His nose. Those lips.. 

"I mean, mine is probably one of them homes that no one. And I mean No one. Wants to go near. Its that crap." I mumbled under my breath. He sighed putting his arm around the back of my chair. 

"Jessie, I dont care how your house looks. As long as you have those eyes and that smile I can gaze at, Im very happy." He grinned at me, I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. 

"Okay. Take a left. And.. we're here..." He nodded turning the steering wheel. I wedged my eyes closed. His reaction. He is going to eat his words. He's gunna choke on his words. I bit down hard on my bottom lip, so hard I drew blood. The car came to a halt. My heart beats increased. I opened my eyes. I didn't want to look at his reaction, but deep down. I did. I looked directly at him. He was gazing at me. Than he gave me that smile. I nearly melted. He than looked out the window. He nodded his head. Here it comes the moment I have dreaded. 

"That's actually a really nice house you got there." He chuckled. I looked out the window. My mouth almost dropped. This was my house. My house looked new. Brand new. The walls had been painted over, The dead flowers had been replaced with colorful bright tulips and roses. A large tree had been planted in the middle, underneath was a small seat for two. I instantly thought of me and Zac sitting there, gazing at the stars together. His arm around my shoulder...

But my house?? What had happened to it?? Daniel had the same reaction as I did. I turned to look at him miming the words 'What. The. Hell.' He replied with. 'I have no idea..' I watched Zac as he quickly got out the car. He pulled his seat forward helping my bother out. I took of my seat belt opening the car door, I carefully closed it, not wanting to get in-trouble. Daniel and Zac had a boy moment, grabbing fist. Pulling each other together. Carefully for Daniel's sake. Daniel was off up the path still amazed at the scenery. I walked up to Zac, my cheeks glowing a light pink. I kept looking away but found myself looking back. He grinned at me.

"Well, Thank you for bringing us home.." I whispered smiling lightly. He chuckled, it looked like he was trying to get closer. I wanted him too... 

"I will do Anything to see that smile of yours Jess" He said so slowly.. I felt the words run through me. 

"If you give me a hug you can see it" I giggled, not thinking he was going too. But before I knew it. I was inside his tight grip, my head on his chest. His chin on my head. I felt myself relax against him. This was magic. My Birthday and Christmas was stored. I got what I wanted. I hug, from a guy who seemed to like me. Like me back anyway. He started pulling away, but I wanted him to stay. Inside I was screaming at him to come back again and just hold me. I've always just wanted a boy to just hold me. Hold me like no one else mattered. That we were the only two. In that warm embrace. As the world flew by not caring about us teenagers. But that would never happen. A boy would never like me. Or love me for them matters. The smile on my face widened, I heard Zac's silk chuckle I would have buckled at the knees if gravity wasn't holding me up. 

"This is goodbye Jessica. I hope to see you around soon" He smiled climbing back into his car.

"Will I ever see you again?" I asked my heart pounding against my chest.

" I think you probably will" He chuckled. I watched as the car pulled away from my house, down the road. I put my hands in my pockets, a small piece of paper was folded in there. I took it out curious. I opened it. A phone number. I squealed to myself running in the house, full of excitement.