Part One: My Other Half [COMPLETED]

T H I R T Y - F O U R

F A T E S  P L A Y

ARYA SAVIER

Arf! Arf! Arf!

"Go away you stupid dog! Mind your own business! Shoo, shoo, shoo!"

I blinked to make sure that what I was seeing was true.

A tall guy which had paper white skin and who wore some jogging pants and some sweat shirt which did little to hide his healthy body was clinging towards a branch. His hands held some kind of burgers and he was hanging on to the branch for dear life while my dog was barking wildly, tongue out, below.

I could tell for his biceps were already showing. Clearly he was holding the branch very tight. His hair was in a slight disarray, he was probably just from a run. It wasn't that jet black but a little bit brownish. If I looked at him from a far, I would guess he's a half-breed.

"Hey you! Help me! Quick!" He voiced out, I could tell he was panicking.

I stifled a laugh. For a handsome man, he sure is a coward.

"D'Angelo, enough. Give the poor guy some break." I walked towards my dog and ruffled his fur, he quickly recognized me and jumped at my waist. I caught him and ruffled his head a bit more

"I-Is t-that your d-dog?" The guy asked.

"Yeah. You can come down now. He doesn't bite." I smiled then tossed the hotdog bun to D'Angelo.

"A-Are you s-sure? I think he w-wants to eat me."

"Yeah, he won't bite. He never bitten anyone before. He's probably after your burgers though. He probably sniffed it from a far. Strong smell of food attracts dogs you know."

The guy nodded then crawled slowly downwards. When he reached the ground, he even hid quickly behind a tree and glanced at my dog like it will be the death of him.

"W-What d-did you say his name was miss?"

"D'Angelo."

"Y-You know, for someone named Angelo, your dog sure is rude."

I frowned. I do not like it if my dog is insulted. I couldn't stop myself and retorted back;

"You know, for someone as manly as you, you sure are a coward."

"Oh, now I could see where the dog got his trait." The guy smirked. I felt a familiar wave of annoyance. This guy sure is full of himself. I was about to tell him off, when he suddenly walked nearer, and now that he's out of the shadows of the trees, I could clearly see his face.

I bit my lip.

The guy was so damn gorgeous. He had an earring on his left ear, like Brian does. And his eyes were of a lighter shade of brown, the one that glimmers a bit when the rays of the sun hit it. And his lips were a bit full and of a shade of red.

"You should keep him on a leash you know? What would you do if he damaged my precious face huh?" He raised his eyebrows.

Nah, he's too full of himself.

"I think he's smarter than you to do that. He's a well-trained dog." I challenged. Annoyance evident on my tone.

"Oh, really now? Comparing me to a dog? Do I look like a dog to you...miss?" His tone changed. And what's worse he even moved closer to me, which was very uncomfortable. But I got to admit, my cheeks heated up. I mean, I'm just an ordinary teenager!

Without warning, he was about to move in closer when suddenly my dog, D'Angelo pissed on his jogging pants.

"WHAT THE –