Same old route (Ianthony)

chapter three

Anthony POV

It's only been two weeks and six murders have commenced all around town. I haven't seen that mysterious boy since he was in my back yard.
It's a dam shame, I wanted to know who he was, he was gorgeous.
I've never seen him round these parts before, he must've moved.

"Anthony dinners ready!" Mum called from the kitchen.
I trudged through and sat down at the breakfast bar, tucking into the vegan pasta.
Me and my mum made small talk when we were interrupted by the house phone.
"Excuse me." Mum says before leaving the table and walking to the phone.

I look back at her as she answered the phone and back around in front of me.
Him.
He was there, again in my back yard.
I shoot up, standing, never taking my eyes off him.

I moved towards the french doors slowly, to not startle the boy. The closer I get the more beautiful his completion appears. His striking blue eyes. His golden-brown hair. He was a masterpiece.

I stared down at him and he stared back up. My hand slowly grabbed the door handle and was about to push it up when, I heard mum walking back from the living room. I motioned for the boy to stay round the side of my house and scurried back to the table.
Watching the boys scurry away too, walking on all fours like a gorilla. It was strange, really strange.

(A/N IMPORTANT!

hello! so welcome to another chapter, i havent been updating frequently and im sorry, the only reason i didn't upload frequently is because i have so much to do, as you know or dont know i do drama and dance, i have to write scripts, choreograph dances ect and i also have school, this year ive started my GCSE's so i have a lot of projects and homework yay also im super lazy so thats why im cutting the chapters short sorryyyyy