Paper planes || V [Under editing]

Chapter 3

Min P.O.V
I slammed my paper on the bench and lifted myself up, I pulled my headphones around my neck and started walking towards him. He shuffled and shifted slightly as he saw me walking; this pricks gonna get it.

His P.O.V
She's walking towards me... SHE'S WALKING TOWARDS ME?! A smug look grew on her face as her eyes met with mine; what's she smiling at?!.

"can I help you? Is there a reason you're following me?" she smiled sweetly; what is that!
"I need to talk to you" I gestured back towards where she came from.
"I don't think so. I dont like you."

She turned around before I could stop her, pulling her headphones back over her ears and walked back to the bench.

Min P.O.V
Seriously why is he here...
I turned to face a young couple who were staring at me confused.

"what are you fuckin looking at?!" I spat.

[so rudes an understatement - I'm a nobhead]

I placed myself back in the same position as before, the warm sun heating my bare forehead. I ran my hands over the scribbles and writing following each line with my middle finger. I slowly began to hmm to the tune of my music playing in my ears when I was rudly interrupted by the same human who seems to be stalking my every move.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" I raised my voice higher as I pulled my headphones away once more.
"we need to talk!... But not here"

As I looked up to face him the blaring sun half covered my view. His eyes spoke sincerity and calmness while his voice and clenched hands spoke different.

[guess he has a reason for being so persistent]

His P.O.V
She stood up in annoyance, staring straight into my soul; then she sighed heavily before taking to her heals and marching back the way she came - I followed.

I followed behind only a few cm away, mimicking her every step. She didn't once turn to look at me.

Once we arrived at her house she once again didn't look back; leaving her door open for me to enter.

"so what do you want?" she mumbled as she threw her body onto the sofa, while I hastily shut the door.
"well, I'm gonna get straight to the point." I'd had enough of her already, but I needed her and with my situation now, not much worse could happen.
"Go on..."She raised her eyebrow at me while tilting her head.

[The next hour consisted of weird face, nasty comment's and confusion. Guess I should explain somethings to you guys too huh? Well... Basically the night after I first met her I got hit by a car due to being drunk after I found my girlfriend of 5 years cheating on me; sadly I died. I didn't actually realise at first that I'd died, it wasn't until I realized my girlfriend couldnt see me that it all clicked. So I spent a week researching why I could still touch and move things, why animals could see me and why I was still on earth; turns out a ghost can't leave if it has unfinished business. What mine is I wasn't sure all I knew was I needed her. I spent last night finding her (apart from my girlfriend she was the last person to see me) I thought maybe she could help, I was just as shocked to find she could see me but she kicked me out before I could explain - this brings us to now]

Min P.O.V
"HAHAHA! you're telling me you're a ghost and only I can see you and you need my help to find out who, Jessica was it? Was cheating on you with?" my laughing was uncontrollable.
"what's funny about that?" he spat which made me laugh more.
"so you think that is your unfinished business?haha" I continued to laugh out of control.

He stood infront of me, arms folded, face scowling while I roled about the sofa in fits.

"you don't believe me, do you? Ill prove it" I raised an eyebrow once again while controlling my giggles.

He walked toward the kitchen door before turning back to face me, smirking and then stepping through the door...

[WHAT THE FUCK! Did... He... Really...]

His P.O.V
I walked back through the closed door, it always made my body feel weird doing that so usually I just open the doors. She sat half on the floor, half on the sofa baffled and confused by What I just did.

I felt some what smug for a dead 21 year old.

I sat next to her on the floor before taking a deep breath and looking at her; her face changed.

Min P.O.V
Why I was agreeing so fast to all this doesn't matter, but I believed him, all of it.

"okay, so how am I suppose to help?" his eyes widened as they met with mine.
"really?! Erm..."

I leaned my head back to rest on the sofa - guess crazy is the part of my life I can't leave behind.