Werewolves Are Cute I Guess ~ Ianthony

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As I woke up the next morning, the sound of Ian sleeping was the only thing to be heard. 

8:32am my digital clock read beside my bed. Perfect. a whole day of pure fun. Not.

I looked at Ian and smiled, he looked so cute when he was sleeping! Like a little puppy or something...I tore the curtains back to expose a bright ray of golden sunlight, which cast on Ians perfect peaceful face. Aww.

He stirred slightly from the brightness and turned over. My conscience was telling me otherwise but Ian did in fact look pretty adorable. So adorable I think I might fall for him...or maybe I already have. 

Grinning, I walked downstairs to get some breakfast, everyone was already up, except for Ian of course. 

"Good morning!" Mr Hecox smiled, pushing me into a chair with a happy chortle, placing a plate of eggs, bacon and sausages in front of me. Wow...i'm definitely gonna get fat here..Awesome!

"Hey. Thanks! Morning." I greeted Toby and Luke who were sitting across from me. Toby, I guessed, was just generally un social? however Luke was the complete opposite. 

He chatted to me non stop as I ate, which was awkward because I didn't want to speak with my mouth full. I have this wierd thing when I eat at other peoples houses; I have to eat really small bites, very neatly because other wise I look like a pig-which is how I eat like at home.

Finally I managed to escape Luke's fascinating view on the subject of earth worms and how they repopulate. He seemed...nice?

Anyway, after breakfast I decided why not work out a bit? There's no beach near here so I guess I'll just have to make  a routine for myself. 

Ian was still asleep and I didn't want to wake him so I just played music through my headphones as I did some push ups and stuff like that. I was only wearing my work out shorts...obviously because I didn't want to get too hot, not because I wanted Ian to wake up suddenly and see me...

After a while, working out became like a chore and I felt too exhausted to carry on. Glancing at my watch, it read; 11:47

Are you kidding me? Ian isn't up yet? Clearly not. He was still sound asleep in his bed, murmuring softly, which I found particularly sweet. His hair was swept messily over his eyes while he slept, sticking up at odd angles. And...his cheek had a cut on it? 

Where did he get that? I moved closer to him and realised his face was mucky, covered in dirt or something like it. I wasn't paying attention to how close I was to him, our noses close to touching.

Startled out of my confusion, a pair of bright blue eyes were suddenly staring into mine. Wow. He really had nice eyes. Studying them for a second, the ring of yellow around them were even more noticeable up close.

"Um...hi?" He said with raised eyebrows, his cheeks pink while he looked at me questioningly. Fuck. I forgot I was basically staring him down.

Standing up quickly, I grinned at him. "Oh hey. Morning..." I ran a hand through my hair and shrugged realizing I still had no shirt on.

His eyes traveled down to my exposed torso and up to my eyes again. "What time is it?" Ian blushed, sitting up in bed.

"Almost mid-day." I answered. "What are you? Like nocturnal or something?"

Even though I meant it as a joke, his eyes widened in...fear? Anger? Alarm? I couldn't make out why but I cursed myself for saying it in the first place. 

"No..." He gulped, scratching at his face.

"You uh...got a little something right..." I gestured to the whole of his face, causing him to frown.

He rubbed all the dirt off his cheeks after he had climbed out of bed and acted as if it was completely normal. He and his family might be wierd but it didn't mean he wasn't hot. 

Looking over at Ians bookcase, a certain book caught my eye.

'How To Tame A Werewolf' was the title. Hm that seemed interesting? At that moment I remembered the dreams I had dreamt since I got to England. They were all about werewolves...the same werewolf at that. The one with the blue and yellow eyes.

"You gonna put on a shirt?" Ian asked, the embarassment obvious in his voice. I guess it's worth a shot at trying to flirt with him, even if I  wasn't the best at it.

"No....is it too distracting?" I winked. Man, I was cheesy.

"No it's just...well yeah." He admitted, his cheeks burning a cute pinkish colour. Did I hear that wrong? Ian looked so good right now and I felt our eyes meet.

I walked up to him and smiled. "Your eyes are pretty...who would have thought a blue eyed boy could also have yellow ones." I said softly, gazing into them with a gentle smile. 

The yellow firey ring in Ians's iris's burned a little brighter as I spoke. They completely fascinated me...they were beyond any eyes I have ever seen before.

I smirked as he closed his eyes, and after opening again, they went back to clear blue. "I don't. They're blue." He whispered firmly. He suddenly grabbed his jacket and left the room, leaving me with a stunned look on my grinning face.

"Hey! Wait a second." I laughed and threw on a shirt so I could run after him. He was walking away fast. Crap. I had definitely pissed him off, but he seemed more afraid than irritated.

The cute blue eyed boy jogged out the house, or mansion more like, and towards the trees. I don't think he knows I'm following him...I guess that's a good thing? Then I can see what he's up to.

The trees looked familiar, not sure why...it's like I had been there before. Ian was jogging a little faster but it was no problem for me to keep up. "Where you going Ian?" I muttered in curiosity to myself.

Leaves hit my face as I picked up the pace, frowning when I noticed how deep we were into the forest. Afraid I wouldn't find my way back, I slowed to a halt and looked over my shoulder. The mansion was no where to be seen and Ian wasn't either. I couldn't hear him either.

What the hell. Is this some kind of prank? Pushing my way forcefully through the bushes I found myself in a clearing. And there it was...the wolf..and Ian was no where to be seen.

Being the third time I had encountered the wolf, I wasn't afraid anymore. I was just beyond curious and I had to find out why it was here! But where was Ian?

The small dog like creature was pawing at the ground, creating patterns in the dirt. It's tale was lightly flopping up and down against the ground and I heard it growl under it's breath.

"Woah." I jumped back slightly from the sudden snarl the wolf had emmited. My cry had obviously alerted the animal and it turned around, it's eyes wide.

My heart thudded, the wolf slowly approaching me. "Why are you here?" His voice sounding oddly familiar. I noticed the apparent hint of anxiety and fear in his words.

Again. I wasn't so terrified so that I couldn't speak. "Why not. How can you talk? Who are you?" I whispered, the wolf now backing away from me. Am I really that scary?

"It doesn't matter....j-just leave." He replied, his head turning in all directions worriedly, as if he was looking to see if we were being watched.

I reached my hand out to say something, to comfort him or even just help him. In a blink of an eye, I was back in me and Ian's bedroom, standing near his bed.

What was that all about. Could I have been dreaming? Again? No...Ian wasn't in his bed so it must have been real. Besides...I remember everything happening but the real question is...how did I get back here so fast...and where on earth was Ian?