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Noah's POV

I saw her and she was gorgeous, I was immediately falling from her like a suicide from a bridge. No I couldn't how stupid of me I cant because then she would want to know more about me and there was a lot to know but I wasn't ready to tell anyone else at the moment im good being alone. NOAH BACK TO THE PERFECT GIRL STANDING IN MY LIVING ROOM.

"Um hi im Noah and I would really like to know why you were screaming for help and why you are in my house" I uttered

"Hi im Sasha well if I told you I would have to kill you and you like a pretty cool guy so why would I do that, all you need to do is keep me safe" she sniggered

I really didn't know if I was dreaming or if she was really flirting with a guy she just met about 5 minutes ago. Obviously being the classy/cheeky guy I am I reply.

"But you being the fineee girl you are I would expect you to have a muscular boyfriend protecting you everywhere you go" I spoke confidently

I could tell she was blushing but at the same time she looked like she was going to burst out crying. Did I say anything wrong or was I not flirtatious enough? She turned her back to me and started sobbing, I didn't know what to do I wasn't good at comforting people actually I only have my mum to comfort. I made her turn around and I asked her

"What's wrong yes I know we aren't that close practically strangers. Maybe we should go for a walk or go and get something to eat?"

I heard thuds coming from the bedroom I knew that man was awake from my knock out blow so I tried persuading her to leave but she just stood there looking at me weirdly

"Is there anyone in the house?" she asked

"Ummm no...." I lied

Before she could ask another question there was loads of banging on the door, it was my turn to ask questions due to the fact the person was calling out her name. She became extremely stressed and so did I because there was a man upstairs who wants to rape me and there is a guy at the door who sounds like he is going to kill Sasha. I convinced her to come with me to the back of the house so we could escape but that's when I heard the door knock down. I picked up Sasha and ran out the back. I put her down and told her to keep running and ill be behind her at all times.

We ran all the way to Norma Park by the time we stopped running we collapsed onto the ground. I was fine but I was so sure of Sasha  because she was hyperventilating

She stuttered "Aaaa- ssthhh-mmmmmaa pump"

It took me some time to finally get what she said but she had asthma. luckily she has her asthma pump in her pocket but I saw something else in her pocket, something so sharp that it cut my finger and that's when it clicked. It was a blade, she self-harmed but the truth was I did too so I couldn't really judge her. She looked at me with a distressed look on her face

Sasha's POV

He knew

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