Him and His (BoyxBoy)

The Strange Call

I got home. It was dark and nobody was home. It was five o' clock on a Sunday. Where was everyone? There was a giggle from behind.

"Kirsty," I called. It was obviously hershe can't stay silent for two seconds. I turned around and quickly turned on the light. "Caught you!" I yelled in triumph.

"Mum's gone out," she said. I nodded, she's probably getting food or something.

For a girl two years older than me, she acted like a four year old. We both did- it was our way of sibling love. I'm fourteen- she's sixteen and yet we still giggle at rude noises and have tickle fights. I swear if I could- I would hate her.

I start to ascend the stairs, I lay on my bed and a tear slowly slipped out my eye. It had been ten minutes since I saw his face, his big hazel eyes and those lips. Everything about him was just beautiful. His dirty blonde hair sat perfectly and it hadn't been until recently that I'd felt this way toward him. He knew me so well- he knew I had a secret. I had a feeling he knew the secret was about him.

Then my phone began to vibrate constantly. Music roared from the speaker. Not my usual ringtone- it was my alarm! I'd fallen asleep thinking of John and slept right through. It was Sunday. It was half six- jogging time. I slowly clambered out of my warm bed and pulled myself to my wardrobe bursting with multicoloured clothes of all varieties. I pulled out an old t-shirt my favourite grey jogging bottoms. I pulled on a jumper shoes and left. I done this every weekend since I was about ten. Same route every day. I decided today was going to be the day that I change that. I slowly picked up my pace to a light jog. I knew that there was an off-road path nearby. It lead into a forest which lead somewhere else. Everything lead somewhere. A soft sound of wind chimes echoed around me.

I answered my phone.

"Hi, John"

"Hi, it's me- Roma."

"What's up?"

"It's John, he wasn't in his bed this morning."

I heard Roma start to cry.

"Don't worry, I'll find him."

She hung up. A tear came to my eye.

"Rocky?"

I turned around. There he was black-eyed, blood around the nose.

"What?" My mouth was wide open.

"I may need to stay with you for a bit. That okay?"

I slowly nodded. I hugged him so tightly. He groaned in pain.

"I love you," I whispered under my breath. "I will never stop."

I pulled away.

"Did you say something?"

I shook my head, no. I took his hand loosely and he followed me home.

Who had done this to him and why? I don't want him to ever get hurt.

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A/N: So... Another chapter, ending it on a cliffhanger. Who done it. Does John have a little secret too?