Hope she wish she didn't have..

Chapter 4 - Him

I was so curious about this guy, I had never payed any genuine attention to a guy before, well besides Flame.
His smile was so calming and the look in his eyes, it was as though he actually gave a shit about how hopeless I was...
'Ella! Ella!' I hear a voice shouting from behind interupting my thoughts.
I turned around to see Tiffany, skipping towards me 'have you forgotten about tonight?' Tiff asked me confused as fuck
'...shit! Omg what was I thinking? Our stalking sleepover' I exclaimed
'How the hell did you forget about the day we get the juiciest details on flame? I mean come on?'
Tonight we were going to Flames house party he does like every Friday, our plan is to keep our distance but get close with his outer cirlce so we can get info on his life. It was Tiffany's idea originally but what the heck.
'Yano what? I'm gonna quickly cycle home and get my shit togther and I'll meet you at yours for about 4?' I tell Tiffany.
'Uh yeah yeah, see ya then'
I get on my bike and begin to cycle off home when Tiff shouts 'and don't forget to charge your phone and bring your spare camera!'
'Ahaha I won't' I shout back, remaining my stare ahead and waving with one hand whilst the hand was on the handle.

It didn't take long for me to get home and when I did, I dashed in, flung my shit in the corner of my room and hopped into the shower. I quickly got out, put on a playsuit and started to pack my bag. I packed some pj's, my toothbrush and out I went. I got got 2 streets away from my house then 'shit!' Omg I forgot the camera and charger! Ffs why do I always forget this shit. I ran quite crazily home, ran up got the items, ran back out and then I hear arguing. Me being my nosey self whipped around to see the growing shouts, then there he was. That guy who helped me with my bike, but this time he wasn't alone. Obviously. There with a wide eyes and tears streaming down her face was a girl. Short, tight curled hair and probably a year ot two older then me.

Who was she? His girlfriend? Or ex by the looks of it. A part of me got a little jealous, but what for? I don't even know the guy.

He just caught my staring so i quickly turned away and locked the door. Shit! Now what? Oh why do I even care? Okay just turn around and go to Tiffany's house, if you don't act like you saw anything, thought it's kinda obvious he saw you, perhaps he won't think much of it.

I turned back around and the girl ran off, still crying . He just stood there, clearly pissed off so I just walked down the steps and down the drive praying he didn't say anything...

But of course, quite the opposite happened as I paced to my bike

'Hey..er..the girl with the bike, sorry I don't know your name' I could feel his gaze watching me, following me.

I looked up and saw built physique facing at me. My body flushed with heat. His eyes now peirced through mine. 'Erm..hi, it's Ella' I replied awkwardly. I got onto my bike and forced myself to speak again. 'Your name is?..'

'Mauricio, Mauricio Giovanni' Mauricio hey? Interesting I thought
'Anyway..' he looked at my bike, then at me. I knew he wanted to say something about what just happened, but he was hesistant.

'Well Mauricio I better get going, I'm in a rush but, thanks again for earlier..with my bike'

'Oh don't worry about it, do you need a lift?' Did he just ask me that? He doesn't even know me.

'Urm..I..' I don't want to be rude but is he could be dangerous, I mean after watching whitnessing that arguement, can I even trust him?
But, I am late..
'Sure, thanks' I said and he smiledbin response, much calmer than he was just a few minutes ago