Skinny Bitch

Part 10

"Okay so what would you like to know?" He asked politely.

"Oh uh, what's your name exactly?" I asked, a blush taking over my face as I realized I'm in his house and I don't even know his name. What would my father say?

"Slut."

Oh, right.

"Shit." He swore, putting his head in his hands. "My names Michael."

"Oh. Well hello Michael. I'm Rose." I smiled at his cursing. I wouldn't expect him to do that. He seems to kittenish. Well I guess he's just a badass kitten.

"Hello Rose." He smiled back, shaking my hand.

"Oh and when did you get that eyebrow piercing?" I asked, seeing the light reflecting off of it.

"Not too long ago. Do you like it?" He asked, a hopeful look on his face.

"No." I deadpanned. His face fell. I slightly smiled and whispered, "I love it."

"Whew." He wiped fake sweat off of his forehead and I giggled quietly.

"I also love your bracelets." I commented, grabbing his arm to look at them without even thinking.

"Thank you." A faint blush coated his cheeks.

I spun his arm around to see all the bands, but he took his arm away.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I flinched, moving away from him slightly.

"No, it's fine." He gently whispered, waving his hand to silently ask me to come closer. "It's just that I uh..." He struggled to find words and my curiosity grew. "I'm just not used of people looking at my bracelets I guess." He shrugged.

It was an obvious lie, but I didn't call him out on it.

"Anyway." He cleared his throat. "Anything else you want to know?"

"Do you live here alone?" I asked, I wanted to ask if his parents were here often but that seemed a bit rude. Not that this is any better.

"No. My mum lives here too, she's out working though. She almost always is." He sighed, looking down. He started to play with his bracelets again.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Maybe on the next date." He smiled.

The next date.