My Halloween Hottie

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"Urghhhh I can't believe your actually making me stay here tonight!" I said to my mum frustratedly. She was making me stay in on Halloween when she and dad were going to a concert, on Halloween. I mean who does that. I was supposed to be meeting up with my friends Eva and Ryan tonight but instead, I'm looking after Bailey our dog. 

"We'll be back by 11:30. Megan you can invite Eva and that other friend of yours." She simply stated before grabbing her coat and meeting dad in the car. Mum didn't like Ryan much since he accidentally spilled his lemonade on her last New Year. It was funny at the time but she never let it go.

I rang Eva and told her to come over with Ryan. They only lived a couple of blocks away but I knew they'd make a big fuss. I loved that though because then I could rant to them about my mum and how much of a bitch she was and they always had something to say too. It always amused me.

I grabbed some ice-cream and coke and put it on the small wooden coffee table in the living room and some blankets. Then I heard the doorbell ringing.

"Coming"

"Finally, it's freezing out here," Eva complained as she came in, her body shaking.

"Right I swear if we are doing another one of your Harry Potter movie marathons tonight I am leaving now," Ryan said grumpily. 

"Geez, what's wrong with you tonight?" I asked.

"Rebecca dumped him becau-" Eva started.

"Shut up Eva, I-I don't want to talk about it again" Ryan shouted wearily.

I took that as my cue to change the subject, I hated it when they fought so I took out my Twilight movies and put the first one on and gave them some ice-cream.

It was now 11:00 and I was sooo tired, mostly for eating too much Ben and Jerry's but it was so good. Ryan and Eva had just left as we finished the third Twilight movie and I was just about to collapse on the black leather sofa and sleep until I heard someone banging on the door. It was past trick or treat time what did they want at this time. I decided to ignore it but it didn't stop.

"Argh, I'm coming now!" I yelled. 

Just as I opened the door I saw him. Jack Cambell, the school bad boy with deadly gorgeous dark brown hair stood there. Most girls swoon over him whenever they see him. Not me, whenever I have seen him all I ever thought was he was trouble and a total jerk.

"Megan, please help!" He pleaded I could see the pain and worried look in his deep green eyes. that's when I properly looked at him, he was bleeding, very badly. His whole left leg was covered with gushing blood and had created a pool at the doorway. Half overwhelmed I took a step back before realizing properly that he needed help.

"O my god. O my god come in," I repeated nervously. What am I going to do, what happened? I am totally clueless. I put his arm over my shoulder and helped him inside, laying him down on the sofa.