Half Of You

6. Worry

Hi just wanted to say, I haven't explained how she looks properly in this chapter for one reason. Luhan didn't get a good long look at her. In the next chapter.. ;)))) maybe

6.

Two different coloured eyes stared wide-eyed back at Luhan.

He also got flash of a large scar stretched across her left eye down to her chin before she quickly turned around.

"Wha- wha-what are you doing?" Her back was to him and she sounded less hostile as she hurriedly let loose her long locks of hair. Luhan watched it fall down her back before she pulled at it to cover her face again.

That's when she finally turned back around.

"How did you get here?" She cleared her throat, sounding more confident.

Her voice was as musical as ever.

Luhan didn't know what to say. He had never imagined the owner would be her. He had never even imagined himself in this situation.

"I-I-I well- I wa-as just-" he stuttered uselessly, looking down at his hands.

"You were what?" She asked sharply, her voice still oddly musical.

Luhan cleared his throat and looked up at her. He forced himself to remember that he was at no wrong here. He had only walked into a home he assumed was at first inhabited.

"I was lost and saw the smoke from your chimney." He explained quickly. It was odd. When he looked at the girl all he saw was hair. It felt like he was conversing with hair rather than a person. All her hair wad just pulled forward in front of her face, creating a cloak of black locks between them. Luhan wondered if the girl could even see him behind the thick wall of her hair. He waved his hand in her direction, trying to get some reaction out of her.

If she had seen him, she'd just silently chosen to ignore him. "Why are you here?" She asked again, just as sharply and just as musically.

"I was running from fans." He explained again.

"Fans?" A puzzled tone weaved into her voice.

Luhan nodded but remembered she may not be able to see him so he muttered a short "Yes." To her in response.

She shook her head and her hair around her responded with a similar movement. She sighed and her shoulders dropped. From what it looked like, she'd also momentarily dropped her guard. like she had given up putting on a hostile front. Then, as though she had remembered something, her shoulders pulled back up and she moved to look straight ahead so her face behind her hair was looking directly in the direction of Luhan.

"Get out." She whispered.

Luhan was shocked at how hostile she sounded.

"Get out now." She repeated, waving her arms. "Get out before you get hurt!" She shrieked her voice was hysterical as she waved her arms at him.

Luhan was afraid. For the first time in his life, he was shaken by a girl. Naturally, and in great fear, he complied and left the front door of the home in a hurry.

Before she could slam the door shut in his face Luhan stuck his foot out and jammed it between the door and the wall.

"Please." He whispered to her. "At least tell me where to go." He shot her a pleading look and prayed it worked.

He stared at the hair, waiting for its reaction.

He waited and watched as her shoulders sunk again and she pointed a long pale finger in the direction behind Luhan.