"YOU. ARE. EVIL." I yelled, hitting him with a pillow

"Hey. Ouch" he said trying to dodge my attacks

"PURE EVIL IS WHAT YOU ARE" I hollered.

"Hey. Stop that, " he said trying to grab the pillow

Overpowering him, I crawled above him and continued attacking.

He tried to stop me but in vain. Furious, he caught hold of my waist, pulled me closer and pushed me on the bed and himself on me.

I couldn't help but stop. I stared right into his blue eyes which always managed to take away all my attention. I seem to get lost in them quite often.

His eyes were also staring at me. We were so close that the intimacy would have made it awkward for any person who walked in on us.

His lips were so close that I could have literally kissed him with a slight movement.

His nose was slightly tickling the top of my nose. The ticklish feeling sent a chill down my spine.

I couldn't help but stay motionless.

I don't know whether it's just in my head or was Austin actually lost looking at me. Because he was pretty much motionless himself.

Our eye-lock was broken by a sweet, naive voice of, what looked like, an 8-year-old girl, who was calling out for Austin.

As soon as her voice reached Austin's ears he panicked. Immediately he asked me to get under his bed.

"I'm not getting in there, " I protested

"Either go in there or explain a seven-year-old what you're doing in a boy's room half-naked, " he shot back

Giving up, I rolled under his bed.

It was gruesome. There was a weird magazine lying open right next to me and a Vaseline mini pack, some awful smelling socks were also present. The whole place smelled gross.

"What are you doing? " asked the innocent 7-year-old

"Nothing. I was just getting ready, " Austin replied, trying to play it cool

"Why are you bare-skinned? Where is your shirt? " she demanded an answer.

I raised my eyebrows, quite surprised at her bossy tone. I never expected anyone to talk like that to Austin.

It wasn't rude but just unusual.

Austin soon grabbed his shirt and slipped it on. Then he walked up to the mirror and started to groom himself.

"Are you putting in extra efforts to impress that history girl from your college? " she asked

For a moment there was an awkward silence. Then Austin spoke, "What history girl? There is no history girl "

"Hazel. I think that her name, isn't it?" she replied, "I heard you talk to Jake about her, "

I was taken aback by her statement. She was talking about me? Austin Moon was talking about me to his friends, I wondered why? And why on earth would the little girl think that he was putting extra efforts to groom himself for me? What would have Austin spoken about me to Jake?

All these questions we swirling my head, however, my thoughts were interrupted when Austin gave a reply to the girl

"There is no girl and there are no extra efforts. Now off you go," he said as he tried to send the girl out of his room

"You're bring called for breakfast," she said before leaving

"I'll be there in a minute sweetie, don't gobble down my food, " he said before closing his door

"No promises, " she replied from behind

As soon as she left I came out of that ghastly place. Finally, I got to breathe the fresh air and it was then that I was truly grateful to God for providing the fresh air.

I let out a heavy breath.

"What was your sister talking about me? " I asked immediately

"Nothing. She is little and she is crazy" he replied trying to ignore the conversation

"But-" I was about to speak further

"No more questions. We need to get you out of here, " he said in a fleet.

Without any further talking, I followed his instructions.

"Wait. What about my clothes? " I asked suddenly remembering

"They are at the dry cleaners. You'll get them later, " he replied as we walked towards the window

"Later? Then what am I gonna wear now? I can't go out looking like this," I said signaling my hands towards my attire

"We have no option, " Austin said, "I don't have girls here all the time to get them to store their clothes here, "

"You don't? " I shot back giving him a skeptical look.

For a moment he paused and gave me the are-you-serious look. I wanted to laugh, but I didn't.

"Who was the little girl? You're sister?" I asked

"Yes, " he replied joining the sheets of his bed together to create a rope-like thing.

"What her name? " I asked

"There you go. This should be enough to get you down there, " he said, securing the sheets and making sure they were tight enough to hold me

"What do I do once I get down? " I asked

"Here. Take this. These are my car keys. Go and sit in there and make sure your not visible. I'll be there in a while, " Austin instructed

"Okay, " I obeyed

Then I caught hold of the sheet-rope he had made and started to climb down. Austin helped me as far as he could.

Once I got down I carefully walked to his car and did as I was told.

True to his words Austin came only a short while later. He had his backpack hanging from his shoulder.

"What's the backpack for? " I asked

"College. We are going to college," he stated

"No. We can't go to college. Just drop me at my house and then go where ever you want. I can't go looking like this, " I protested

"Relax. We'll just buy you something on our way, " he replied as he drove the car

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