The Old Book Store

The Old Book Store ~ Chapter 8

I'm running. I'm running as fast as I can, and they're chasing me. Men, black scary masks, tall, lean, muscles. Strong. Too strong for me, running....running....running.....Will.

I  awaken. A dream, I realise. Why was Will in it? And why were there men in scary masks?

I get up, and put on my running gear. The usual 2XUs and some shirt, some jumper (because it's cold in England, yeah) and my earphones and phone. I hear rumbling coming from Zayn's room. Wonder what that is?

I head out the door, accidently banging it shut and muttering a silent sorry to the gods above. I head out towards the park putting on the running nike app which tells me how far I run and how fast. 

I run for about 15 minutes, and get the feeling someone is following me, but everytime I turn around, there is no one there. I then get creeped out it's those scary men in masks. I start walking backwards, holding up my phone. 

"Whoever's there, I have a phone. And I'm not afraid to use it. I will call the police." I back into someone. Of course, clumsy.

"Hey," he says.

"Will! What a suprise!"

"What were you doing?" he asks me. 

"Ha ha," I say trying to cover up my clumsiness. "Just...getting reception!" I say holding my phone in the air again, demonstrating. 

"Right, Ok. I was wondering whether you wanted to go and ge-"

"Mari!" Zayn comes up from behind me, puffing. Was he the one who was following me? It would explain the noise this morning...

"Zayn! What are you doing here," I say suprised, and rather embarrassed. I think Will was just about to ask me something kind of important.

"Hey, you must be Will. I'm Zayn. Her friend, baby sitter, whatever you call me. Can I talk to you for a second privately?"

"Uhhhh, sure?"

Zayn leads Will off about 10 meters, and I just stand there with my head in my hands, I cannot watch this. It's scary. What is Zayn going to say? Probably something like, "Hey mate, don't touch her and f*** off. Ok? Cool. Toodles!"

After about 5 minutes, with me pacing around panicking that I'm going to lose the only person who doesn't know who I am, Zayn leads Will back over to me. Suprisingly, Will doesn't look too hurt. No bruises that I can see so far.

"Well, see you later Will and Mari! Remember what I said!" Zayn runs off intp the distance. 

I stare at Will who looks back at me. I motion for him to say something! To say something of what Zayn said, but nothing is coming out.

"So!! What did he say?" I asked with anticipation.

"SMB."

"Come on. Please? Really? What the hell is SMB?"

"Secret Mens Business. Now how about a coffee?"

I nudge him off the foot path where he colapses, and people start looking. We both laugh and I nod.

"Coffee sounds great," and we head off to the coffee store.