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Some things you need to know:

(Y/n) = your name
(L/n) = last name
(H/c) = hair colour
(E/c) = eye colour
(F/c) = fave colour
(S/f/c) = second fave colour
(F/f) = fave food
(F/d) = fave drink
(M/n) =middle name

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Your P.O.V.

Finally everyone had fallen asleep. Except for me. After eating that gorgeous ice-cream I didn't want to sleep. So I went downstairs for a glass of water. I was guessing Sasha's parents were still away because there was no car in the driveway when I looked out the window. As I got a glass a fluffy creature rubbed against my leg. I looked down and realized it was just a cat. A cute little white kitty. I picked it up.

"Hello you little cutie." I said. It made an attempt to gouge out my eyes. Or it was just playing with my hair.

"You're so soft." I said. I LET IT GO and poured in some water into the glass. I felt a cold breath against my neck but no one was there when I turned around. I gulped down the water and looked around for the kitten. It was gone. Starting to worry here.

"Boo." A voice whispered behind me. After almost having an accident. I said almost! I turned around.

"Pig." I said.

"Where?" Gene asked.

"You are a pig. Don't you know it's rude to be scaring people in the middle of the night?" I questioned.

"You know me. I don't care about what's rude and what's not." He said.

"Well you should probably make a start on it." I replied.

"Why should I?" He asked.

"I don't know. Because you know you want to." I whispered creepily.

"Ok... how about I back away slowly..." He said taking a step back.

"Are you sure that's a good decision?" I asked.

"Yes." He answered. Then he took another step back and a loud noise came from behind him. He apparently stepped on the kitty's tail. The poor little thing ran over to me. I crouched down.

"He didn't mean to, didn't he?" I said looking up at Gene.

"No." He replied and came over.

"Do you know the kitten's name?" I asked.

"Snowflake I think." He answered.

"Aww. Isn't she the cutest thing ever?" I asked.

"No." He answered.

"What? How could you insult the cat like that after stepping on her tail?" I whisper shouted.

"Oh I can." He said.

"He didn't say that." I told Snowflake.

"It's not the cutest thing ever. You are." He said. Thank the darkness! My face should be the shade of Rudolph's nose.

Ok. I should be in time. In the country I live in I'm just in time. Anyway, CLIFFHANGER!!! I'll update soon. See ya.

~anileve

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