Thief

Prologue

Caleb's POV

I woke up early like I do every morning. I look at my phone, opening Instagram to stalk him. His name was Varkon. I let his name wrap around my head until I was interrupted by a car honking, "Get in loser we're going shopping," a voice boomed from outside my window. I hated Zavier but he drove me places so I didn't mind. "I'm coming hold on!" I yelled. Grabbing what was needed I headed out.

Time skip

We finally arrived, I stopped when I realized where we were. He worked here, I could feel my stomach go crazy. He made me feel crazy. Zavier and I were walking around not bothering to buy anything, 'why the hell are we here if we aren't shopping?' I wondered. Zavier broke the silence "You know, I heard Varkon works here," he said emphasizing the name. I knew it wouldn't be easy to get his attention by walking around so I got a devious thought. "Hey I'm gonna go look at those knives," I said waving to Zavier. "Look here a costumer! Would ya like to buy or maybe trade?" the owner of the stand said. "Sure, lemme see that bad boy," I replied getting ready to put on a show. He handed the knife over and before a word could be exchanged I took off. I heard an alarm go off, I smirked.

Varkon's POV

I heard the alarm blare and looked over at the camera. I stopped moving and only starred at the screen, watching his legs run. I quickly got up and ran to my saegway. "No one stops me! Varkon, Zarkon's number 2!" I chased the man down passed Vrepit Sal's. He tripped on something and I grabbed his wrist. I noticed the awkward position we were in, and he did as well because he turned away blushing and I guess I was too.

To Be Continued....