S.H.I.T

saving me

Once we are at his house I'm looking at everything amazed. When I start trying to touch a vase full of fake flowers he scares me so bad I almost jump out of my skin. "Eh!" He says loudly before I touch it.

I jump and look at him. He's taking off his hood and looking at like like I'm a kid about to break something if I touch it. "There are rules, my house is big so they should be to hard to follow." He says and I rub my tired eyes only half listening.

"Dont touch my stuff unless it's like, the tv remote or something like that. But I swear if you loose that fucking remote you'll regret it. And from 8pm to 10am you are staying in your room. If you break any of these simple rules I'll cut off your head," he says looking serious.

"Um.. death threats aren't going to help with anything. I was going to pay you to kill me," I mumble playing with my hair.

"I'll shave your head," he says and I look at him in horror.

"Okay, okay, you win. I wont mess with stuff and bed time is ridiculous, got it," I tell him and he looks at the stairs.

"So, like, what do we do daily and were do I sleep?" I ask but he ignores me for the most part.

"Its late. Go upstairs and last door to the right can be your room. Stay there until 10 am and by then I'll have breakfast ready," he says pointing at the stairs.

-

It's been a week and things are oddly normal and quite. He's not home much and when he is he's usually stalking people on their media. Wait, did he go through my Instagram and see all my pictures?

I blush and then he looks up at me. "What?" He says catching me looking at him as he scrolls through someone's Facebook.

"O-oh. Um. I was wondering why you wont tell me your name?" I ask and he looks to actually think about it this time. Last time he just ignored me.

"Why should I tell you?" He asks and I bite my lip.. Am I really going to flirt with him? Test the grounds?

"Well I mean I could call you sir," I say softly biting my fingernail but not chewing on it. "Or D-da- ummmmm," I get red in the face aborting my sentence. Oh my god I cant be that forward.

"Oli, but you could call me either of those," he says smirking. I blush more.

"Oliver? That's a really cool name," I mumble more to myself but I know he hears it. My phone beeps for the first time since I've been here so I look at it curiously.

Justin: hey?

Justin has been my friend for a long time but we aren't that close anymore. I've shut everybody out the past year so they wouldn't be to sad about my death.

Me: What's up?

I get on the kitchen counter and hit my heels into the side of it lightly. "Who are you texting?" Oli asks. I love that I know his name. I've just been saying 'hey' or 'hi' to get his attention.

"My friend," I simply say.

Justin: I came over to see why you've shut me out but you're dad said you ran away?

Me: yeah..

"How close? What's their name?" Oli asks.

"He's.. well, im.. we use to.. kiss.. but we don't do that or even talk anymore?" I say blushing. "His name is Justin," I mumble.

Me and justin were really close and he's actually my first kiss. No we've never made out but I may have kissed him about three times on the lips. I was basically to test if I was gay.