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Sorry bout the late upload. Ily Xox
•MACEY'S POINT OF VIEW•
I yawn anxiously knowing within seconds I'll see who truly waited. For me. What?
The doorknob shifts. Left to right. Right to left. Heck this guy has problems opening doors. He grunts in satisfaction as he wonders in, closing it behind and mumbling curse words under his breath. Then he looks up.
With dark Rich silky hair and a pale complexion, with sunglasses. Sunglasses? It's not even sunny in Sydney! I lower my chin examining this boy. Man. Wearing a blue 93' holister top, cargo pants and converses, I look back up and smile shyly.
"Heey." He exaggerates the 'e' as he sits on the flimsy plastic chair beside the bed. "Hi. I'm Macey. And you are?" I ask curiously with a hint of sarcasm.
He laughs. I don't know if it was a real or fake laugh but he clutches his side
And slowly looks up at my chuckling hysterically. "You. Don't. Know. Who. I. Am. He states almost in a rhetorical sense. "Am I supposed to?" I ask unsure if we're distant relatives or associates or something. He looks up in astonishment. "Really?" "Really." I say pulling my fringe behind me ears as I star into his. Well I was going to say eyes but those stupid sunglasses..
"I'm Ian Somerhalder." "Mia who-a-holder?" I chuckle at my blank expression with him. "Ian Somerhalder. The vampire diaries? Vampire Damon?" He questions curiously content for my answer. "Nope" I say popping the 'p' and replying: "Look have we met? Why does some Mia who-a-holder want with me?" I say without thinking- without noticing I said what I imagined in my head. "Sorry..I didn't mean that-" he cuts me off. "It's fine. I wanted to see how you are. Get to know..you." He says slowly pulling off his sunglasses and dangling them on his top. His azure eyes draw me in.
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Meeting Macey
FanfictionMacey meets Ian Somerhalder. Long story short, all hell breaks loose.