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Type stayed in the car stunned. Did tharn just ask him to be his boyfriend?
The minutes ticked by and tharn kept still like a Statue waiting for types answer.
Type, however had no clue.
Should i say yes? How would this work? We couldn't tell anyone. Would it be the same has the meetups? Type really didn't know what to say.
Then he looked to his watch, it was 12 at night. They had school tomorrow.
Putting his hand back to his lap. He reached behind not looking at tharn to get his back pack.
His eyes darted in front of him then he put a hand to the door to freeze.
"Are you not going to give me an answer?"
"I need to go in."
Tharn shook his head regretting.
"Um i need time to process this."
"How much time?"
Type rolled his eyes, vampires need to be patient.
"A few days at least."
"Mmm can we still do the meetups?"
Type bit his lip.
"Maybe."
Then he opened the door getting out, slamming it behind him. He went in not looking back.
Tharn drove off, should i have asked him that?
Type got to his room throwing his bag to the floor,then he flopped on his bed, going to his back putting his hands over his eyes.
He signed heavily.
What am i going to say? Should we? What would change other then how we are now?
Shouldn't i be ending this?
He shuttered at the thought.
Type sat up putting his arms behind him to concentrate.
Okay. You like him. Even though he is a vampire you also want to know things about him.
He's also not that bad, tharn is also not like those other vampires. 
Tharn seems to have feelings and he likes you.
Types ears flushed red.
He then gave a smile.
Sighing he Made a decision.
He would tell him tomorrow yes. Type didn't need days to think it through.
Going back to his bed he fell asleep instantly, he was tired.
The next morning he was eating his  cereal. And drinking his blood slowly. His mother went to work and he was left alone.
Should i go out with him?
A vampire and a half breed. He rolled his eyes. Would i be able to drink his blood again?
Type couldnt get that thought out of his head. However, being attached to Tharn at the hip for 48 hours wasent appealing especially him twitching if he left him.
Shaking his head he was going to stick to his decision. He wanted tharn to be his and him to be tharns.
He smirked.
Going to school he had to wait patiently through every class til lunch. His friends could see he was there in body not mind.
Sitting down he ate his food, drank his blood. Then he peeked to the side, tharn was there sitting in the same position has his friends.
Tharn feeling he was being watched look at the Corner of his eye to give type a smile.
They both smiled at each other for a moment.
Unknowly to tharn his friend caught that.
After lunch tharn and his friend got up first.
They rounded a corner close to the cafeteria. His friend stopped him.
"I saw that."
"Saw what?"
"Why were you smiling at the half breed?"
Tharn froze. He needed to come up with a convincing lie.
Type got up leaving his friends to go find tharn.
Seeing his back he went towards him. Getting closer he saw he was not alone. He was going to leave but his ears picked up "half breed" he narrowed his eyes then leaned himself on the wall.
Tharn shrugged putting his arms over his chest.
His friends eyes narrowed.
"Is something going on between you two?"
Types heart started to race. Not wanting to get caught he stopped it.
Tharn scoffed.
"I fucked him a while back, now he won't leave me be."
Types eyes widen.
"Why you do that? His a half breed. And a male."
Tharn shrugged again trying his hardest to not convey any emotions. His friends didn't know he processed them.
"Curiosity."
Types heart sank. He let His heart  beat once more. He gritted his teeth in anger.
Vampires, they are all the same! His father had said the same thing to his mother.
Shaking his head he couldn't bear to  hear anymore.
"Well okay." He shrugged.
Then he walked away leaving tharn by himself. That was hard for him.
After that encounter he walked to class not knowing type had heard his lies.
In types class he was fuming mad.
Did you really expect Anything less from there kind?
They are un caring, soulless, walking corpses!
When the bell rang he went straight to his locker still mad.
The hall started to empty and he shuttered when he inhaled tharns aroma.
He was standing to the side looking down at him confused.
"So. What's your answer?"
Types eyes went wide has he retrieve his back pack. Putting it on his shoulder he slammed his locker.
He kept one hand to his locker, shifting his body to look at tharn he gave him an expression less face.
"The answer is no! I will never ever go out with your fucking kind! Your nothing but soulless Bastards! I want you to leave me the hell alone! Forget everything that has happened between us!"
He then took his hand off his locker to push with both hands, tharn in the chest has hard has he could making him go backwards to the wall. Type Eyed him with a death glare. he Then  turned his head forward feeling his heart break.
Tharn was left alone, darting his eyes back and forth.
What the hell was that?