We arrived at Niall's house after about ten minutes. We walked in and a boy who looked around my age was on the couch playing video games. He looked up at me with a shocked expression. "Well well well who do we have here? Care to explain Niall?" I heard the unknown boy with the curly hair and deep voice ask. I listened to Niall explain what had happened during my Dairy Queen extravaganza. "Holy Shit. Well pleased to meet you Marah. I'm Harry, but you can call me...well I don't really have a nickname, but I think I'm gonna call you Cherry Bomb."
"Cherry Bomb?"
"Your hair is the color of one of those dark cherries with the seeds in them, and apparently you can go off like a bomb."
"Right, OK. So Niall, you forced me to stay here, where do I stay?" I asked Niall.
"You can sleep in Harry's room. Let me show you the way." He led me to a nice room. It was a bit messy, but I was only staying for one night. So it doesn't really matter. I turned around as Niall tossed me a t-shirt. "Here you can sleep in this." He said
"I'll be fine. This is good enough." I said, tossing the shirt back.
"You can hardly breath in those jeans, I insist." He said tossing the shirt right back.
"Fine." I took the shirt as he closed the door for me to change in privacy. I peeled off my jeans and hoodie and put it on. I crawled into bed and went to sleep.
*Next Morning*
I woke up at around eight. I walked out and I saw Niall playing Call of Duty. "Can I play too?" I asked quietly. He looked at me, then replied. "Sure. You know how to play?" He asked.
"I wouldn't ask to play if I didn't know how."
"Just asking!" He replied. We then started playing, and I was killing zombies like crazy. By the end of the game, I had killed more zombies than he had.
"Whoop whoop! Master zombie killer in the house."
"Don't get cocky. I was going easy on you." He said laughing. "I'm going to get some pizza. Be right back." He said. There was something mysterious about him. He talked with no emotion, or very little emotion. He was different. I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I was drawn out of my thoughts when I heard a bang on the door that made me jump.
"Don't get it Marah. I'll get it."
"Its fine. I'll get it, go back to the pizza." I said as I went to answer the door. I opened it and that's when I heard myself scream.
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Mysterious
Teen FictionMarah thinks it's a normal walk from Dairy Queen, but things make an unexpected turn. What happens when she meets a certain boy, with many secrets?