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Chapter 3  - Awkward

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Ooh... Okay...
What's happening?! What is happening????!!!!

Did Toby resurected?!?!
Ohhh!!! Oh god! When i say i wish he was here, i didn't meant it literally!

Dear god! You just sent a zombie slash a ghost slash my dead boyfriend to kill me!

"T-toby. I love you. I really do. But you're dead now so please don't haunt me... You do know I'm scared of ghost. So please, I still want to live" I whimper.

I reach up and grab the nearest thing to me as a weapon. Which is so happened to be a...

What is this?!

I squeeze the thing to inspect it.

"Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch!" I hear he yelps.

I loosen my hold on the thing...

"Ariana. Please kindly remove your hand from my nose" He speak slowly.

Ah... So that's what it was...

I pull my hands on my lap.
Ghost can't talk can they? So that leads to the stranger being a burglar...

A burglar...

My eyes widen.

"Burglar!!!" I screamed. Standing up from the couch, i grab the burglar by his collar and throw him on my bed.

Straddling him, i lock his feet between my thigh and press him deeper to the bed.

For a moment, i let myself shudder from the feeling of his body against mine.

"You feel so warm against me" He mutters with a hint of bliss in his sexy voice.

You too.

I thought before i remember my life mission.

"Uncle Henry!!! Aunt Rosa!!! There's a burglar in my room!!!" I scream for help.

Well let's just hope Uncle Henry and Aunt Rosaline is a light sleeper.

I bump my fist on his chest repeatedly, although by the sculpture of the burglar's warm muscly chest, it will has no effect on him...

Uncle Henry and Aunt Rosaline hurriedly strode in my room with each of them armed with a fluffy plushy...

Oh god. We're so dead...

"Plushy?" I question.

The gap on the doorway light up my room and i can see the burglar's face.

Why did a burglar has to be this handsome??!! The law should forbit this disgrace to humanity...

"Where's the burglar?" Uncle Henry ask roaming his eyes on my room before they landed on me.

I grab the burglar's right arm and rise it
"Here" I said.

"That's Tyler" Aunt Rosaline pipes in.

"No. He's a burglar. Who's Tyler anyway? Can you send him up here to dis-Umph!"

The burlar roll over the bed and straddle me under him. His right hand pinning both my arms on the bed.

"Stupid" He said glazing his eyes up and down my body.

That is when i feel his warm fingers trickle down my bare stomach.

I can't help but shudder in content.
I can feel he lower down my risen top, covering my stomach.

I hear Uncle Henry clearing his throat.

"Goodnight you two. Don't be too loud..." He put an emphasis on the word 'loud' as he guide a snickering Aunt Rosaline out of my room.

"Emmm... What?" I look up to find the burglar staring down at me.

"This is your goddamn fault. I can't afford to have a girl clinging to me right now!" He growl with venom in his voice.

"Excuse me?!" I shouted.

How dare he?!

"I'm sorry but incase you're too dumb for your own good, you are fucking straddling me! Get your fat ass off of me!" I struggle under his hold.

"Shh" He replied back.

"What the?!" I began cursing him while trying to remove his warm body off of mine.

"I'm so tired right now so can you please kindly shut your pipe before i shut it myself" He murmur.

"Ugh!" He linger his arms around my waist before he drop his body on top of mine, knocking the life out of me.

"Goodnight Ariana" He mumbled sleepily, turning us around so i'm lying on his chest.

I feel like arguing. I really do. But the warmness of his body makes me calm and suddenly fatigue took me.

"Goodnight" I whisper.

Letting myself being carried into a dreamless sleep.

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The dude in media is Tyler or for now, The Burglar. And just like Troy's, i also found him on pinterest and i seriously have no idea who he is.

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-Mia Hannah-