The Siren In Me

Chapter 15: You're A Pervert and You Know It

(Hiiiiiii! Thanks guys omigosh 203 reads?! That means a bunch <3 Anyhoodle pic of Zia on the side.  Not made by me of course.She has dark highlights btw. :3 So don't get confused,kay kayz? Enjoy dahlinz!) 

I woke up to see the pervert right in my face. That's something you don't see everyday right? Or even every time you take a nap,but still...

I widen my eyes and almost slapped him,but he caught my hand.

"Not this time,princess." he says,smirking. He carefully examines my hand,which is what we people call weird. I thought it would stop after a few seconds, but he just keeps looking at it funny. Like how my dad looks at Mali or something. With curiousity,yet hatred.

"Um..." I say, with a tad of awkwardness and here we go again... blushiness. He just smirked at my awkwardness.

I scoffed at him,taking my hand away. I may be a blonde but I know how to handle myself!

He moves back,giving me space. Well,finally..

How to handle myself....wait a smurfin second!

You're a Siren,Zia...a stupid one at the most.

Shut up,mind!

Loved too,but you're forgetting one thing.

And that would be?!

You're basically talking to yourself...

Oh right...Anyhoodle,he seemed kind of surprised for a second.but he turned back into his smirking,perverted self.

"I'm not perverted,miss." he said,irritated.

"I-I never s-said that." I replied,stuttering. Curse my embarassment!

"Sure you didn't,princess" he confidently said.

Douche bag...

"Let me go." I commanded,using my voice. This is what I was arguing about myself about. Gosh,have I always been this weird?

He didn't blink or even twitch. He didn't even move a muscle.  Amby just gave me a blank stare.

"Did you play the tape recorder?" Amby asked,straightforward.

Wow,talk about coversation-switcher. Maybe I should try again.

"Let me go!" I commanded again,more fiercely. Still won't budge. Maybe the singing will work..

"Let me go,let me go! Can't take it anymore!" I sang,like how Elsa sang in Frozen. 

But the freakiest thing is,he just gave me a blank stare. I'm this close to him,yet he won't go under the spell. I can feel his breath on my lips,yet he won't go under the frickin' spell!

"You know," Amby says,pausing,"I'm not normal. I'm like you,just different. I can't fall for your tricks."

My heart is beating so fast at his words. 

He's..

Like..

Me..?

"In a different way." he said.

He sits criss-cross apple sauce,yet manages to put his hands on either side of my head. I blink,rapidly, on how he just did that so fast.

He leans closer to me,until we're inches apart again. It's hard looking away, I want to look away,but his eyes are so blue,so bright..

I look from him to his lips then back at him. He's the perverted killer,yet I can't help,but look at it.