Behind The Masks Of Blood ;hes;

chapter 10

                            “Shh —My friends over there will hear you. Do not make a disclosure!” He yelled-whispered at me and I nodded. Realizing the whole purpose of him coming over to me.

                            “I mean he is not gay!” I laughed nervously after he removed his hand from my mouth just to get it back.

                            “Just —Do not talk.” He muttred above his hand focusing on my eyes as I nod quickly to him and he sighs. He removed his hand still few inches away from my mouth incase I talked again.

                            Me and Ian talked after it abit as I learned he has seven dogs and two birds in his house. He was secretly gay and his friends challenged him to go and speak with me and he bet them he can.

                          
                           

                            Soon I excused myself as I exchanged numbers with him with a promise of calling him and we can hang out some time. He was nice and cool, and I felt comfortable around him.

                            When I arrived home I was half drunk and smiling idiotly at nothing in particualr. I fumbled with my keys as I dig them in and twisting them to open the door. The house was not as quite as I thought it would be. Instead I heard the T.v's sound erupting from the living room.

                            I furrowed my eyebrows as I close the door by my foot. I touched my forehead where the ache started developing in some spots causing me to close my eyes and press on my forehead hoping it would just disappeare.

                            “She must have arrived.” I heard Harry says as he stands up. I slowly walked inside just to hear the most angering thing from the most annoying girl.

                            “Probably she was hoeing around.” She said followed by a malicious laugh afterwards. I gritted my teeth trying to take the way upstairs immediately. I do not want to see or talk to her becuase I have had enough from her shitty comments and sarcasm.

                            I quickly slide up the stairs but in the corner of my eyes I saw Harry beholding me before I heard slow footsteps behind me. I quickened my path to Hurry up and get to the room as fast as I could but at the last step I had to stumble on it.

                            “Are you okay ? Did you get hurt ?” After few seconds Harry was by my side as I groaned pushing my self up by my palms flat at the floor. I was thankful because I did not slide down the stairs or this would have been a disaster.

                            “I am fine. I am fine. Thank you.” I waved him off as I stand to my feet. He rose as well as he looked at me thoroughly as if checking if I had any injures.

                            I did not give him second glance as I walk dismissing him to my room. Or maybe our room. I turned the knob to the door and got in followed by Harry.

                           

                            The annoyance of his presence and following me is literally so much. I threw my phone and keys on my bed as I sit down to take my shoe off.