Crazy House

Chapter 12:it's like heaven in my mouth

Crazy House

chapter 12:it’s like heaven in my mouth

"What do you mean you know know who I am?" I ask Roman pulling away from him some and backing up to the headboard of the bed.

"Ariel Hopkins, big star model since you were little, you just signed a contract to do a movie." He says tilting his head and looking at me thoughtfully. "You just turned 17, 'bout a month a go. Your boyfriend is an actor, not a well-known one though. You graduated from a private school, stayed in Brazil before." He taps his chin. "That's barely a dent in what I know."

My heart beats for a second as I just look at him, "How do you-"

"The internet is a wonderful thing, gotta love it." He says cutting me off.

"Did you google me?" I ask him wondering how he searched me without my last name.

"No, I was just surfing through the internet the other day, actually before you got here." He says, "Saw an article about you being missing, I didn't realize who you were when you were here the first couple days." He says rubbing his jaw. "But I was going through my history and clicked on the article, and there you were." He says.

"When did you realize it was me?" I ask him wanting to know the exact day.

"The day we went to the mall, after the movie."

I look at him, "So what are you going to do?" I ask him as worry begins to settle in.

"What have I been doing?" He asks and the corner of his lips turn up.

He hadn't been doing a thing, "Nothing." I say a little lost.

He nods his head, "Yeap, let's go out and get something, you like ice cream?" He asks and I nod, "We'll go get ice cream, come back here, and watch Psych in my room, while you bawl your eyes out, if you want." He says patting my leg before standing up, "Throw on some clothes and we'll go." He says before leaving the room.

Did that really just happen?

He knows who I am and he’s acting casual about it. Maybe I’ve been over reacting this whole time, trying to keep my identity a secret.

Maybe he didn’t see the reward money and that’s why he isn’t ratting me out.

The thing I have to decide now is if I can trust him and stay here longer, or just leave.

We go to a small ice cream parlor near the motel Tristian took me to my first day here. I get plain vanilla ice cream not wanting to add any more calories. Roman gets some kind of chocolate ice cream with caramel and chocolate chips on it. We sit together at a booth for two and eat in silence for a while.

“Want to try?” Roman asks breaking the silence holding out his spoon to me. I look at him and back at the spoon. I don’t want the calories, but his mouth has been on that spoon and it’s probably the closest I’ll ever get to kissing him.

God, I sound like a creep.

Roman raises a brow at me pushing the spoon closer to my mouth. I open my mouth and he puts the spoon in watching my reaction. I close my mouth over the spoon and it’s like heaven in my mouth when I taste the ice cream.

Its amazing.

I close my eyes, savoring the taste and when I open them Roman’s looking at me with an amused look on his face. I quickly pull away and sit back in my seat feeling my cheeks heat up.

“I’m guessing you like it?” Roman asks me and I nod.

“So, I have a couple of questions for you.” He tells me setting his spoon back inside of his ice cream and leaning back in his chair, folding his arms over his chest.

I let out a sigh, “Okay.”

He taps his fingers on the table and his facial expression is thoughtful, something I’m becoming use to seeing on his face. “You have a boyfriend, why did you go out with Issach?” He asks.

I shake my head, “We broke up right before I ran away.” I tell him.

“Why?” He asks me sitting up a little straighter.

“I knew I was going to run away and I didn’t want to still be dating him when I left.” I explain to him and he nods, “Plus we were having problems.”

“I see, and Issach, you plan on dating him?” He asks and his thoughtful expression changes to something I can’t quite read.

I shrug my shoulders, “I like him, I guess, but he hasn’t asked me on a second date.” I tell him and it looks like he relaxes a little, but my eyes could have been playing a trick on me.

“I’m going to go order a bucket of this,” he says tapping his ice cream, “then we can go home so you can cry.” He tells me with a playful smile.

When we get home we watch Psych in Roman’s room but I don’t cry. I can’t since the show is so funny and Roman makes jokes during the whole show. There’s a pillow in between us on the bed, “so we won’t have another repeat” Roman had said.

Jessie bursts into the room around the fifth episode we’re on and she looks stressed. Roman quickly pauses the TV when he sees her. “We can watch some more episodes later if you want.” He tells me and I know he’s dismissing me.

Wow.

I thought we were actually making some type of progress again, but the second someone else comes into the room he quickly gets rid of me.

I don’t know what I expected to happen.

I know Roman isn’t into me, and I was reading into everything but it still hurts. So I slip by Jessie and go to my room. I hear Roman’s door close before I’m even well into my own room.

I sit on the bed and let out a sigh just as my phone vibrates.

Want to go to a party?

-Issach

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Q/N:

What’s your middle name?

Do you hate your job?

Do you fall in love too easily?

What’s your favorite word?

You like kissing girls?

Can I call you baby?

Love the cover of that song by Kat Robichaud from the voice. This chapter is dedicated to Scarlett for making me another banner.

I proofread so let me know if you find mistakes, and where they're located.

I'm going to do some tweaking to the first couple chapters of this story, because it gets bad around the fifth chapter.

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LOVE YOU GUYS,

'Quirah

P.S. may not update for a while, having surgery this week.