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think about it

Type paced away quickly from tharn cursing himself. What the hell is wrong with you? Why.did you allow this again?
Walking towards the party type stopped to see his friends laughing around the fire. Good friends you turned out to be? None of them looked to care he was gone.
Looking to the side he saw the road. Not wanting to break up there friends party he went towards the road.
It would be a pain but 15 miles was something he could do.
Going towards the road he breathed trying not to think.
His legs wobbled and he was hungry, for food and for blood.
Type walked more to the side when the road lite up behind him from a car.
He was hoping for his friends but he hung his head walking forward.
"Type get in."
He just put his middle finger up and continued.
Tharn drove right in front of him cutting him off.
Type looked up to the passenger door opening.
"This is idiotic half breed get in or i can put you in."
Breathing deep, type rolled his eyes, to then stare forward to sign heavily, he then had to use the car door to get inside. He's legs gave out when he sat down.
Damn it. He then rubbed his legs.
They drove in silence.
"Where am i going?"
Type told him his address while looking out the window.
"This is unnecessary."
"Do you really plan to walk in your con."
Type shot him a glare.
"And whos fault is that!"
Tharn smirked then his face turned cold.
Type smirked then went to look out the window again.
Driving in silence the boys both felt a weird electricity in the car but both not dared to touch.
Soon tharn reached types house.
They sat in the car for a moment. Type had to rub his legs to feel them til he could get in the house to feed again.
Type breathed in he put his hand on the door nob, once he was able to fully feel his legs again. Tharn turned his head to eye.
"Can we talk for a moment?"
Type bit his inner cheek, to then hang his head to sign.
"Tharn i.think that is a bad idea."
"I need to go in."
Tharns eyes darted over the slightly darkened figure out the half breed to think quite a question.
"Do you regret it?"
Type closed his eyes.
He hadent really given it much thought. From the time he had, how could he really think about it. Type knew this wasent a good thing and they were enemies and extremely different.
The silence filled the car, has type started there and started to think a bit. Tharn pressed on.
"Ill admit it first then. I want to do that again."
Types eyes opened in surprise. He forgot vampires were brutally honest.
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"Do you not want it?"
"Wanting it or not i hate you. You disgust me."
Tharn chuckled.
"I disgust you yet you want it. Interesting."
Type gritted his teeth to then grab tightly to the side of the door to sign heavily once again.
"Listen here you corpse. You and i are too different."
"Hmmm but do you want to do it again?"
"Stop thinking with your stick."
"Type if you know anything about vampires you know once we."
"Ah i don't want to discuss this, We are enemies not anything else please let it go."
Type tried to leave again but tharn grabbed his neck pulling him to his Mouth.
Type kept his eyes open in shock.
The bad thing was he hesitated.
For a moment, the two pressed there closed lips to the other, until tharn took his tongue out to then use it for them to then explore each other's mouths.
Type then snapped into reality. He pushed him off leaning his back to the seat hand over his mouth, to look forward to dart his eyes quickly.
Fuck.
Tharn eyed him to look at him narrowly.
"Tell me you don't want to do it again then ill never bother you after tonight."
Types eyes darted.
Shaking his head he abruptly got out. He stumbled for a bit having to use the door frame to level himself.
Stumbling to the house he looked back to see tharn laughing.
Flipping him off again he slammed the door forgetting it was 12 at night.
Turning around he was happy his mother had gone to bed.
Wobbling to the fridge he ingested 8 viles of blood.
Finishing he went upstairs to plop on his bed staring at the ceiling with his hand over his mouth.
Damn it i never answered him.
He knew his body wanted it again but. Tharn was a guy and a vampire.
Type knew he was never going to admit that he liked it.
The whole thing was amazing but he had to have it stop.
"Damn you type, why are you like this?"
He was happy he had the weekend to think about how to go about this.
Type however was going to avoid him at all costs. In that school it wasent going to be that hard except for lunch and after school.
Type breathed in he was exhausted.
"Ill just have to think about this tomorrow."
Tharn hadent left keeping his head on the steering wheel watching the light go off.
"This is frustrating."
Starting his car he left irritated.