Dead In love

Chapter 2

The stare off was broken when they heard his door knob jiggle. There gazes averted from each other to the door. The closet door blocked Christal's vision as Dylan shut it in a hurried manner.

"Dylan do you have any dirty clothes?" His mom said walking toward the closet doors. Dylans eyes widened at her actions and made a break for the closet door blocking her path.

"Um, no mom I did my laundry yesterday. Remember?" He said with an innocent smile. She shook her head to clear it.

"Yeah, your right. You know Dylan i don't know what's been wrong lately, I guess I'm just losing my mind. Cause I could've of sworn I heard someone this morning." She said looking at him.

"Yeah mom that is a little werid maybe you should go talk to someone- He said whilst trying to push her gently out of the room with success -love you" he and shut the door and locking it. He went straight to the closet door and opened it to find the same beautiful girl sitting there. She looked up at him with confused eyes waiting for an explanation.

"That was my mom" he said gently. She shook her head.

"No, I mean- uh- that 'thing' she heard this morning was-um- that was me" she said looking down at her hands.

"We're you here?"he said realization sitting in , he looked down at her and backed up slightly.

"Wait! Why are you even here- how did you even get in here- what are you doing here this isn't your house!" She flinched at how angry he said. His expression soften at the sight of her trembling figure.

" I'm sorry, im just very confused" he said sitting down next to her and resting his arms on his knees putting his head back aganist the wall. She looked at him through her eyelashes. He noticed her staring and looked over at her and his heart melted and he looked at her with adoration. Why am i feeling this kind of feeling for a girl I just met? He thought looking up. The girl was examining every part of his face. When he looked over again she looked away and looked at the ground a small blush staining her cheeks. He gripped her chin gently and pulled it towards his face and he slowly leaned in placing his lips aganist her soft and plump ones. This took her by surprise but immediately she kissed him back there lips melting together. Wait I just meet this boy what am I doing? Her eyes widened and she pulled away slightly there foreheads pressed together, her mouth slightly open and her gaze went to the floor. His eyes were still closed and he brought his lips together and mentally face palmed.

"Sorry I just thought it would-" He was cut off by her voice as she pulled away completely.

"Its ok, I just don't know you all to well and honestly I'm still kinda confused my self, I mean what is that werid big metal thing with wheels." A small giggle left her lips at his shocked/confused expression. His mouth was open with shock and his eyes widened as well.

"You mean a car?" He said finally, blinking a couple of times.

" I mean whatever you call them- "she said standing up walking out of the closet and looking around his room in awe "- Its just weird cause one minute theres carriages and now these things." She mumbled quietly barely audible, staring at a picture of him and beautiful girl smiling at each other. He came up from behind her and placed his hands on her waist. She melted into his arms and placed her hands on his arms.

"That was my ex girlfriend, she cheated on me with my best friend." He sighed and walked towards his bed. When he sat down on the bed he finally processed what she said a little bit ago about carriages. He slowly looked up with his eyebrows furrowed together.

"What did you say about carriages?" He looked over at her as she turned around from staring at yet another picture.

"Yeah, those things are around still I mean they have to be it was just yesterday that I was on one." She stated looking back at the same picture she was looking at.

" Are you ok?" Dylan asked getting up from his bed looking at her with worry. Now noticing her out of date clothes.

"Never better" she said simply.

" what's your last name?" Dylan asked.

"My last name is Luna." She said. He pulled his phone out and searched up the Christal Luna and surely something popped up; date of birth June 6th 1789- death February 19th 1807. A picture of Christal the same Christal he kissed was right there. Fear took over his mind and body and the only thing he could do was faint. Christal turned around when she heard a thud she ran over to him falling to her knees next to him. She looked around at the small square box and saw a picture of herself. She slowly picked it up and read it confusion hit her but it makes since. She looked at today's date 2017. Her eyes went wide. Then everything went black.