The death bell ( Completed )

Chapter 7 - News about the 3th death

I walk quiet and sad. The news reported a third death in a nearby market i was in just 2 hours earlier before it happened. I stop at the stairs, just then Ms. Morgan walks to me . "Ms. Morgan!?" i ask suprised like i would have never seen a granny before in my life. "Hey sweetie!" she answers in a happy way. "How's it going?" 

"Uh.. Good", i answer suprised, out of all questions she asks me how i am after she literally dissappeard some days ago. "Yes, good, i'm great too. I have been at home and i met Tiina in the neibghourhood, such a nice person!" Ms. Morgan chuckles happier than ever. I decide not to ruin her happiness and keep my mouth shut about the maraton run some days ago. "Well, i heard about the shop incident", she says and looks a bit more sad now, but still happy. "Are you ok?" she asks. "I mean, your mom told me you were at the shop earlier." 

"Yeah i'm ok, i am careful now days", i promise."Good, now i'll go for coffee with Tiina", Ms. Morgan said. We waved to eatchother and left to our own ways. This time i took the elevator.

A bit later i am reading a book in my room when my brother, Daniel brings me a letter. I take it as fast as i can and feel butterflies in my tummy as i open it up and see Drew's handwriting: "Hey Vaelra, i promised to explain the shit in this letter, but it's impossible for my brain to fit it all on A4 sized paper so would you mind meeting us tomorrow around 8 pm?"

I looked at the drawings in the letter, they were wonderful and i decided that maybe i should write something back. I mean, after all it would be a nice  act from me.

After finishing writing the probably very bad letter i put my jacket on to go put it to their home's address Drew also told me in the letter. "Where you going?" mom asks. "Sending Ella's letter", i lie. I dunno how she would react if i hang out with a group of guys so much lately. I climb the stairs to the 4th floor and then suddenly look to the right when i hear a sound from there, from one of the doors walks out Drew himself. He is the runner it seems, he has the jacket and all. 

"Fucking detective!" i chuckle. "Hey", he answers and blushes a bit. "Here", i say and give him the letter i wrote. He smiles and takes it into his hand, his nails are painted black. "Is the granny downstairs?" he asks and confirms my idea of him being the one running the stairs up and down and giving me all those possible heart attacks. "No, she is out with another granny", i laugh and Drew answers: "Good."

Drew opens the letter, smiling so fucking cutely that i want to tell him to smile more. I stand quietly and wait my tummy full of butterflies when he reads the letter so so focused. I cannot read from his face what he is even thinking about. 

In the end he puts the letter down and melts into a smile. I see how his eyes tear up and i look somewhere else to let him to wipe them without the need to be embarrased. He wraps me into a warm hug with his arms and presses his face on my head. "Thank you..", he mumbles. "Hermione Granger", he adds because i called him Harry Potter in the letter. "From every character you choose Hermione!" i laugh "I could be Dobby!" 

He chuckles and his chuckle is handsome. "Why would you be dobby?" he questions. "Well, for example i dress the same!" i make up an excuse as fast as my mind could. "Nah, i think your style is nice", Drew defends his idea of me being Hermione. "I'm sorry, my mom will kill me if i don't make it to dinner", i say after taking a look at my watch. "Ah, it's ok, i was about to go too", he answers. "Oh! I'm sorry did i mess up your schedule!?" i ask and i can feel my heart sank in a disgusting way. "No! No of course not! I like to talk with you!" 

I got confused. He liked to talk to someone like me, to a trash bag? "Talk to you later!" he says. I have never noticed yet how easily he breaks into a smile. His smile kind of calms me down. "Yes sure!" i say and wave him bye bye before taking my turn to home.