who are you?

01. So unexpected.

As i was walking down the streets, poor, no savings whatsoever, i decided to rob a house. I know, it's stupid and a way to jail. But i gotta make something out of my life... right?
Well, scratch that, I found a nearby house. I heard a woman and a man yelling in it. It rubbed my curiousity, so i decided to investigate.
Weird, that the door was open. So yeah i just... casually walked in.
Walking in, there was a mess everywhere. In front of me was a messy living room, with possibly kids standing and hugging eachother in fear. Their parents were yelling at someone in the kitchen. I tilted my head and saw a tall guy, dressed with a white t-shirt and dark sweatpants.
He had dark black hair, a scar on his nose. Sadly i didn't see his eyes, but god damn he looked pretty.
He was getting yelled at for... i don't know... is he even in this family? maybe he's getting yelled at for doing something bad?
A kid behind me, which looked like the kids in his house(pretty sure was a young sibling?), started pulling on my black t-shirt. I looked back at him, he was looking at me, thumb in his mouth, scared and frustrated. He mumbled, "i don't like yelling..".
I understood, so i told the kid go in the house and run to his room.
I interfered into the fight, asking the father and the mother on why they're yelling at the poor guy, which i was standing in front of.
"Who even are you? Get out of my household!" the father yelled.
"This is none of your business!
Get out! " the mother joined.
I quickly grabbed the young mans hand, and ran out of the house.
We heard cops behind us, their red alarms doing loud siren noises, but we still ran and never looked back.
We ran and ran, as i was holding his hand tightly.
"wAAAAAIT WHO ARE YOU? HOLD ON I'M NOT AS FAST AS YOU-" he said behind as i was dragging him across the whole place outside.
"I'll tell you later! Now just please follow me!" i replied.
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We soon lost the cops. We stopped behind an old rusty shed to catch our breaths. And in that moment, we finally got a good look at eachother. I saw features in him i didn't see at first.
He had slight freckles, a perfect nose. His skin was a perfect blush pink shade that i always colour my sketches with. And lord, his eyes were like a deep light blue ocean... I was mesmerized.
He looked at me so flustered, as i was too. Is this love at first sight?
"Okay, now that they are gone, tell me who you are." he said.
"My name is Noya. An artist. Awfully narcissistic and slightly suicidal. Sometimes weird. And you?" i replied.
"Matt. I like hugs. And pretty people. Just like you." he introduced.
"Like me?" i asked.
"Yup. You." he replied so confidently.
I didn't know what else to say. I was so.. flabbergasted? flustered? we legit just met.
"How did you... yknow? come across me?" he asked.
"I literally saw your houses door open. Heard yelling, stood up for you, cops, now were here." i explained.
"Wow. As if the universe didn't find me a pretty human like you. A pleasure to meet you. And by the way, I'm guessing you're the same age as me? 15 right?" he said.
"Uh, I'm 14. And why do... you speak like that? And i am not pretty." i got so flustered like what the fuck? pretty human? is this man for real? cuz i swear hes a trap... if not i might just be head over heels. For him? yes. for who the fuck else?
"I am just being myself, cleary that's not a problem for you, right?"
"Of course not. And uh, the sun is setting.." i point at the sky, shows the red sun going slowly beneath the horizon, forming pink clouds around the big red circle, and painting the sky canvas a firey orange.
"Well, care to watch it with me? I have nothing to do at this point. Nor do i have people to be with at the moment. And technically I'm homeless. Not going back to that family.. nope..." he started babbling.
"You sure talk alot. And yes i don't mind."
Yknow i like that in a man. And oh boy, that man is so unexpected.