SOMEONE*

Tiny Closet

He is in my house......... He is really in my house......

I ran towards him and closed his mouth with my palm for stopping him from making him more noise. "Why the hell are you here??" I hotly whispered to him.

"Didn't you say you live alone?" He whispered back. "Yesterday night my parents came home and they are leaving today by late night," I said unhappily.
"So what, let's have our DAY3 in your house and if you need a fair deal, we can make DAY4 in my house. Deal?" He said a bit loud. I shut his mouth again.

That's when I heard the entrance door opening. I really cannot go out as my room is upstairs at the end. Whoever it is will see him. So I thought of hiding him in this room. Mom, sorry. I pulled his and ran towards a closet. I opened the closet and found a small place enough for me and him to hide. I have to hide 'cause whoever it is, was approaching this room.

I asked him to go inside and we both went into that shelf. As soon as we closed that doors of the closet.Someone got inside that room. I tried to peek and see who it was. And it was my stepdad. He was searching for his wallet. We were praying that he won't open this closet. And would go as fast as possible because it was hard for us to be in that small place.

Finally, he left. Can I be more startled? The second when I heard the door closing. I escaped out of the shelf. I was suffocated. By him and by his sweet cologne. His eyes were on me the whole time. I wanted to tell him to stop staring at me pervert. But that could be too loud. He got out of the shelf too. "Phew! That was close." He whispered to me.

I bet him on his back. "Why the hell are you here????" I told. I took him and planned to go to my room before anyone else come here. I slowly looked out the room to see where my sister was. And it sounded like she was taking a shower. I caught his hand and ran upstairs and got inside my room as fast as possible. I've never bought a guy into my house. Not even by my parents' concern or I would at least say to Irien. This is the first and the last time I would sneak him into my house.

I locked my room as soon as I got in. He casually went and sat on my bed. I ran and hit him again,"now say why the hell are you here?"
"It's our DAY3 how can I miss it. Didn't you miss me?" He said will acting adorable.
I found him cute. And I did miss him. I was so angry at him I could just bury him alive. And I found it irritating when he was acting all cute in a very frustrating situation like this.

"Don't make me curse you. I did not miss you and even if we miss the DAY3 I can't-do anything. My parents are here and I want you to get out of my house RIGHT NOW." I said it with a very pissed face.

He got up from my bed and the slowly walked towards me. "So......" he walked forward and I walked backwards.
".... you didn't miss me?" He said in the sweet and soothing voice. I took all my courage and stood straight. He holds my palm, his face was so close to mine. I could smell his sweet cologne. His eyes were looking right into my eyes. I could feel his palm holding mine. I didn't want to look at his eyes but I didn't want to look at his lips either. It was simply motivating. If he smiles then that would be the end of me. I got goosebumps all over my body. But weirdly, I didn't take a step back. I kinda liked it.
He asked me again. "Did you miss me?"