Unhuman ≫ h.s.

9

[ C h a p t e r 9]

I woke up surrounded by a pair of strong arms. I fidgeted in his Zero's arms, and was released immediately. The cold morning air hit my face as I turned to face him. I'm more than positive I didn't sleep anywhere next to him.

"You're right, you didn't." he said evidently making me aware of his presence inside my thoughts again.

"It's too early for me to fight and argue, just why?" I asked confused.

"Because you were freezing, and your body temperature was dropping below normal. I had to do it, you wouldn't have made it through the night." he said grabbing his shirt.

Oh my god. I hate to admit but he is insanely fit. His abs were so defined and his tattoos, he has tattoos.

He turned his back now facing me, this side was pure except for the dark ink located at the base of his neck. I narrowed my eyes concentrating, until I came to the conclusion it looked like a zero.

If the government, or the Great4 found him, he would be put to death immediately. He's completely insane.

"I know I'm getting small, I'll have to start working out again" he said flexing.

I snapped out of my daze and shut my mouth. I swear I was not drooling . I started blushing from embarrassment. "Uhh, yes." I said biting my lip, "Very cool tattoos, I like the zero on the back of your neck."

I followed him as he left the shop and walked back into the abandoned town heading north to what I can only assume is where our safe haven is.

"That's my favorite, it was my first one." he said he letting a gentle laugh slip out of his shirt easily," We should leave." he said.

I nodded getting myself together, I wish I was embarrassed about myself, but I'm not. I'm actually pretty confident.

Zero, he makes me nervous because he's different than most guys. I started walking following behind him. He's not as bad as I thought...he just had a tough childhood.

I shouldn't have judged him before I really got to know him. Well technically theres still a whole lot I don't know but in time I'm sure I will.

It's too quiet, it always is.

"We should play ask each other questions, its to quiet here. I'll ask ten and you can ask ten." I suggested stepping around rocks and logs.

"Nat were probably gonna need more than twenty questions. Were out in the middle of nowhere." He said.

Did he just call me nat or gnat like the bug. Is that a nickname since when were we on nickname basics. Its only fair I start calling him Harry than.

"Nat?" I questioned.

"Yeah...is that a problem?" he said turning me.

"...well no I guess but nat or gnat as in the bug?" I asked.

"the bug." he said.

"not funny.... why the bug?" I whined, unhappy with him at the moment.

"because your annoying and persistent like a gnat. It just so happens your name is Natalie so yeah." he said trailing off.

"Fine, then I'm calling you by your real name Harry." I sneered, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Only my friends call me that." he responded looking at me.

"Well for the next- however many days...I'm gonna be with you and I'll have to be your friend." I said getting closer to him.

He stepped backed like I was threatening to him, like I was in his personal space. I knew that wasn't the case though.