Dead or Alive? Who Cares its Love.

Chapter 1 Part 4

Finally managing to scarf down all of the food on my plate I stand to clean up whatever fiasco he made in my kitchen. Hearing the sound of a chair scraping against the tiles on my floor before stopping on a crack and continuing. I turn in a 360 looking at the man who has seemingly decided he is now my roommate. "You best sit your ass back down, angel eyes" raising my eyebrows at him. I cross my arms still holding the plate. "I mean we wouldn't want you to fall and break that plate now would we?" dropping my mouth open to gasp at him as I uncross my arms. " Oh go to hell" I turn on my heel and continue into the kitchen with him now on my heels "and leave you here all on your own?". He comes up behind me and places his plate into the sink along with mine while grabbing the soap while I turn on the water. "I've been fine on my own up to this point have i?" Standing in silence I decided to sneak a peak at him, trying to get a feel on who exactly decided to shove their way into my life. Giving him a once over I find me eyes lingering on the tense muscles in his arms making his shirt seem like it would tear continuing my gaze. I go down and notice his big love for black from his t-shirt to his jeans and shoes all the way back up to his hair. "Who says you've been alone?" Tearing my gaze away from the chains hanging across his thigh I looked up to find his gaze already on me. "What are you talking about? I don't live with anyone and last I checked you're the only person to even come uninvited." tearing my gaze from his i continue to rinse off the dishes before he grabs them and dries them off setting them into the dish drainer before catching the slow rise and fall of his shoulder in the gesture of 'i don't know'.

Turning I make my way into my bedroom with the feeling of the strange bun undeniably attractive male on my heels. Reaching my bedroom I make my way to my closet trying to find an outfit to wear on my only day off for this week. Suddenly noticing the feeling of him behind me I gasped and turned, managing to run smack into this man's chest, noticing the unmistakable size difference between the two of us. Tilting my head up with my hair falling down the sides of my face as I meet his gaze I find him already on me with a growing smirk appearing on his annoyingly attractive face. His eyes now appear cold and lifeless. The moor I look into them "you have no idea who I am do you?" managing to shake my head no i proceed to take a step back now pressed up against my closet. The grin on his face seems to fall before he softly smiles and peers over my head into my closet. "I don't even know your name, how would I know who you are ''. Turning back around to my previous task I heard him chuckle before hearing a reply. "Kozaru Allen James, pleased to make your acquaintance angel face." smiling, I turned and looked into his face, noticing he had stepped back and returned to my space. "I thought it was angel eyes? Now its angel face? What you got a thing for angels?" enjoying the sight before me, I smile , not prepared for what happens next. He throws his head back in laughter, and not the sweet kind, his laugh makes me feel like he's sharing a secret about me that I shouldn't know. Lowering the smile on my face I take a step back as I peer at him. "Quite the contrary sweet thing, I despise them, but you're a little innocent so it only seemed to fit." Nodding at his response I decided not to say anything. "I'm not who...WHAT you think i am little miss Maria Griffyn."...."i never told you my name.." "you didn't have to Maria". Raising my hands up I push on his chest expecting him to move backwards but he doesn't, with the feeling of his tense muscles underneath my hands I try again to get him to move...he does not. Instead he moves his arms up, flinching not understanding the action. I close my eyes. Until i feel him step back and I open my eyes to the sight of my black ripped skinny jeans and an old Volbeat t-shirt in his hands, I realize he has reached into my closet. Removing my hands from him, I raise my gaze to meet his, he closes his eyes as his lips raise into what would have been a sweet smile if it weren't for his teeth grading the inside of his lips as if to prove a point of how sharp they were. Standing in silence he finally opens his eyes as if feeling my uneasiness. "You should probably slow down that heartbeat of yours, if i wasn't able to taste your fear i would have thought you were falling for me."

A/N: I am still taking ideas to be added in.