ten days >> hemmings a.u.

"Give me ten days." He whispered, fighting my reluctance to look into his eyes.

"Ten days?" I asked, crossing my arms. Did this guy think that this was a joke? Or a game?

"Ten days and I'll give you ten reasons to why you should want to stay alive." He answered, biting his lip.

"I don't even know you-"

"Deal?" He asked sternly, cutting me off.

I shifted and searched through my brain for any reason- any- to why I should refuse. But really, what was there to lose?

"Deal." I whispered.

I watched as a smile tugged at his lips.

"See you tomorrow then."