HOOKED

Chapter 7

"Shhh, Trevor she's still sleeping." Damon said. Oh great, Trevor here's again. I just want to spend time with Damon, not bushy eyebrows Trevor.

"Sorry, man." Trevor said chuckling.

"Were going to get A Christmas tree today." Damon said, I heard him walking around.

"Really? Damon you haven't celebrated Christmas in live ever" Trevor laughed loud.

"Yeah well, it's different this time." He said quietly.

I sprung up from the couch "Good morning guys!"

"Morning." Trevor said.

Looking at the time, it was 12:32 pm. Dang, I slept for a long time. I'm excited to go christmas shopping. Every year for christmas my mom and I would put up a little tree. I would always get socks, or a pillow. One year I got an Ipod, from uncle Shawn. Dad hated christmas. He always would leave from the 24 of December to sometime in January. Never did I know where he went. Christmas's weren't always the best time of the year for me. I'm just hoping there be better this time.

"Excited to go christmas shopping?" Damon asked, while making bacon.

"Very" I said walked over to the kitchen. "Everything smells good." I commented.

"Thanks" Damon said flipping the bacon strips.

"I've always sucked at cooking." I joked.

"It's all good, now that you have Damon here you don't ever gotta worry about cooking." Trevor said pointing back at Damon.

"Well I did take a cooking class, in a college." He laughed and placed the bacon on plates, along with toast. I'm still a high schooler, and Damon already finished college. We have no chance, but, he is so attractive inside and out.

"Thanks for making us breakfast, or brunch." I said grabbing a plate and sitting down on the kitchen table.

"Anything for you." Damon smirked and sat next to me. I gave him a little smile. Butterflies flew in my stomach. I've always felt uncomfortable around guys, and I never liked any guy the way I like Damon.

Trevor sat down in front of Damon and I. I ate my toast and bacon up, and we all ate in silence. There's nothing to really talk about.

"When do you want to go christmas shopping?" I asked Damon.

"Soon" he said picking up my empty plate, along with his and Trevors.

"Okay, well I'll go change." I said. Walking to the bathroom, I grabbed my new clothes and shut the door behind me.

I put my new clothes on, that I bought yesterday. They were nice, like really nice. I walked out of the bathroom and realised that Trevor was gone, and Damon was wearing jeans, white t-shirt, and a (men's) black coach jacket.

"Where'd Trevor go?" I asked.

"He had to go to work." Damon said quickly, putting his hand through his hair.

"Can I ask you something." I said walking over to him.

"Um yeah, of course." He said walking closer to me.

"What were you talking about on the phone...a couple nights ago?" I asked anxiously.

"Nicole... You'll know soon. I promise. I'll get you jacket, I don't want you to be freezing." He said walking over to the closet and grabbing a hoodie. Handing it to me I put it over my head. It smelled like him, it was soft and warm. I liked it. But, I wasn't satisfied with his answer. I need to know what he was talking about, maybe he's connected to my dad's murder. Hopefully, not. Maybe, it was about me running away or something.

We walked out and headed to his car. Jumping in his car, Damon started playing Christmas music. Jingle bells was playing.