1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

House of love (pt. 1 of )

Word count:3671

I've always been a quiet guy.

Im only 5'3 in shoes. 120lb soaking wet and I have the muscle mass of a young child.

Therefore if i was to stand out id quickly be labeled week and a target.

So i stay to my self. I give no one a reason to pick on me.

But i also give no one a reason to get to know me.

Im quiet and i like it that way.

But one of my hobbies and the main one is games.

I play video games a lot, read manga and watch anime. So as you can see im your average geek.

And everything was going swimmingly until collage.

I showed up to the boarding house and held my breath as i knocked on the door.

Please no one be home, please no one be home, please no one be home.

The door opens and my heart jumps into my throat. At the guy with died blood read hair that covered his eyes and freckles on his nose. He looked like your average punk who wore a black shirt with the sleeves handing off his shoulders and the wrist extremely long with a pare of black shorts. He stood about 5'7 so i had too look up to him or more specific he had to look down on me.

"Uh, my name is;" Fuck what do i say, my real name, its to long and awkward, the Nick name i gave myself. No thats wierd, the nick name my family uses. Hell no.

"Alastair." I say and he's the part of his face that I could see showed indifference.

"And I'm Josh, what's up?"

"Uh im supposed to be boarding here?"

This causes him to hold his hair our of his face revealing dark eyes.

"Aren't you pretty young?" He asks and i offer him an awkward smile.

"Im ninteen." I tell him and he frowns.

"Application denied." He says before trying to shut the door but an even taller guy stops it.

"Calm down Josh."

"Hi I'm Matt. You must be the new guy. I'll show you around."

"We should be getting a new roomate soon so good thing you showed up because there's two rooms left and one has the a terrible pant job.

He says and I notice that this guy seemed like your, 'I'm sweet now but if you cross me I'll cut you open without any remorse.

He was about six feet with black hair that reached his neck and a odd smile that seemed forced and his real smile was that of a satist.

You know one of those. Smile sweetly while burning their girlfriend with candle wax and cigarette butts.

He wore a black button up and matching pants that fit him nicely.

This is the living room.

He says and I take in how big it is.

Two guys sit on the couch one playing Zelda on the large flat screen, the other in his phone while eating cup noodles.

The guy playing Zelda was a blonde with too long hair and longer legs that were folded. He held a sucker in his mouth and wore a white muscle shirt with the original Xbox 64 Ocarina of time's Rain Song with the words make it rain on it and a pair of jean shorts that looked hand cut.

I smile to myself seeing that Zelda was in fact the first game I played, the reason I loved games to this day, and still one of my all time favorites.