Superstition

Chapter 3

|Troye.|

Babe! I shouted from the bathroom. Yes? Ryan asked, coming into the bathroom. Whatcha need? I looked over to him after he was in my line of site. My hair isnt fucking cooperating. I pouted, crossing my arms. He chuckled, walking over to me, giving me a kiss which i didn't respond to. He squeezed my side lightly, before opting for a kiss on the cheek instead, he sighed grabbed the blowdryer and brush, and somehow managed to style my hair perfectly. Troye, it's not that difficult. He said, his tone was calm as always, but he sounded kind of frustrated, I didn't want to cause anymore frustration so i mumbled out my thank you and walked out of the bathroom. Ryan grabbed my arm as i was walking away from him, making me turn around. U-uhm, yes? I stuttered out, the look he was giving me was one that told me that today just wasn't his day. Ry, babe, can you let go of my a-arm? I questioned him, gulping away the nerves. Baby, are you okay? You've been acting really weird all morning, you haven't eaten, you haven't given me a kiss, you haven't responded to any kiss, hell you haven't even really come near me except for when you called me for your hair. He spoke, almost in a desperate tone. Is that why he's frustrated? He thinks i'm acting weird, I'm not acting weird. Am I? Maybe i am, i'm the reason he's mad... Troye, are you gonna answer me, or...? He asked me. Ryan, i'm fine, this morning has just been a little hectic, my brother called me then my mom, and then my hair didn't want to cooperate.. I trailed off, being cut off by Ryan himself. No. That's not what i mean by weird, Troye, and you know damn well too. He spat out. I winced a little at his tone. I legitimately had no clue what he meant, i already tried explaining why i had been all over the place this morning. Ry, I honestly- I sighed, giving up on trying to comprehend what the man was going on about. I yanked my arm out of his grasp, walking into the walk-in closet in our bedroom. I picked out a simple blue long sleeve shirt, probably Ryan's, and grabbed a black pair of tight fit jeans, walking out and laying them on the bed as i went to grab my shoes from in front of the dresser. I'm going out for a while. I told Ryan, who was walking out of the bathroom. He chuckled, seeing me struggle to pull on my pants, his mood suddenly seeming better. He walked over to me, looking me in the eyes, as if silently asking if he could kiss me. I answered his question by leaning up to him and kissing him softly. He immediately responded, grabbing my ass in the process, perv, making me let out a squeak, lightly pushing him away before speaking. Yeah, nope. Enough of that, getting too handsy, i have to go. I laughed, as he rolled his eyes playfully, giving me another kiss. Walking out of the room i feel a light smack on my ass, I turn around to, of course, see a smirking Ryan. I love you. He called out as I walked out of the apartment. I love you too, babe! I blew a kiss at him and climbed in the car.

I made my way into the small coffee shop, hopping in the line that says "Order Here". I pulled out my phone, seeing no messages, I checked the time and slipped the iphone back into my pocket. I ordered my drink and sat down at a table in the corner of the shop, taking a well awaited sip of the hot drink. I had been sitting there for at least twenty minutes, drinking my coffee, playing on my phone, and texting Ryan when i heard the chair on the other side of the table being pulled away from the table. I looked up from my phone, seeing a girl with colored hair, half purple and half black, smiling at me. I smiled back awkwardly, looking back at the text waiting for my response. Hi! A voice, sounding like Ryan's whispered excitedly. What the hell, am i hearing things, i swear i just heard my own damn boyfriend's voice whisper. The voice came again, I looked around as i heard it, and i soon located the voice as the girl sitting in front of me. Wait, what the fuck? She's one of us, does she know what i am, or is she here to feast? The crocotta smirked at me knowingly before speaking again, Hi, I'm Melanie! She spoke excitedly, extending her hand to me. Uhm, h-hi. I sputtered out, shaking your hands. She leaned in closer to me and whispered, You might want to make it less obvious when you're in public, your eyes are black... She trailed off chuckling. She smirked when my eyes widened, so she did know, then why'd she..? Oh, fuck! I panicked, how the hell could I be so stupid, I blame Ryan, he and i were messing around and i had flashed my eyes, guess i forgot about it. Heheh, that's not something that should be forgotten, don't you think...sorry I never caught your name. Melanie spoke looking at me expectantly. My eyes widened in shock as I realized she did in fact introduce herself but I hadn't. Right, fuck, I'm sorry. I'm Troye. I stated, awkwardly. We sat in silence for a while longer, Melanie looking around, people watching, and I, toying with my now empty coffee cup. A few more moments pass before the multi-color haired girl spoke up, Here. She said, slipping me a piece of paper and getting up out of her seat. "You seem really cool, and it's not everyday I can find someone like myself, hang out sometime?" And then it listed her number. Okay, weird. She hands me a piece of paper, asking to hang out sometime, then leaves, doesn't even say goodbye. Sketchy.

I eventually made my way home, where Ryan and I made dinner, put on a movie and winded up falling asleep on the couch. That's a pretty good way to end my weird day I would think.
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