Unexpected

Chapter 8

(Unedited)

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(Kai POV)

I smiled as I woke up tangled with Chloe. I could seriously get used to waking up like this in the morning. Every morning.

I looked down to her left collar bone, right beside where my mark was. She was now fully and completely mine.

Chloes eyes gently fluttered open to look up at me. I was given a soft smile. "Morning beautiful, how do you feel?"

She stirred a little sitting up a bit. "A bit uncomfortable but it's going slowly. My neck feels stiff from you though," she said laughing softly.

"But come on, well worth it!" I said giving her a cheeky grin and wink.

I just got a clip across the head for that. Really, I should've seen that coming.

"OWW THAT REALLY COULD'VE HURT ME," I yowled in mock dying agony.

"Oh for gods sake you're such a drama king. How was am I ever going to cope being stuck with you?"

"Because my good looks are like a magnet for you as well as the fact how much you enjoyed last n-"

Her palm was shoved over my mouth.

"You're a big idiot. Do you want you're entire family to know? I don't fancy getting tormented by your friends either."

"I don't care if they do know, you're mine and I want everyone to know it. And you weren't exactly quiet either, I mean those scr-"

Now a pillow was thrown at me. I swear I got stuck with a violent one. "Abusive much?" I asked her, laughing.

Chloe huffed. "I wouldn't be so abusive if you thought through what you say!"

I laughed at this. She had stood up and decided making exaggerated body movements would somehow get her point across to me.

Come on. I'm a guy. That wasn't gonna happen.

She was hopping and leaping around the place, still rambling and saying about a point she was trying to get across to me, which frankly by now I had completely forgotten. I wasn't even listening, just looking at how cute she was trying to get me to listen to her.

"Well I'm going down to make food, I'll see you down there," I said chuckling softly as I placed a kiss on her cheek, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

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(Ana POV)

To say I was annoyed would be a slight understatement.

That stupid David guy who I kind of made out, had put his number in my phone, and was blowing it up with messages and missed calls. And he was only in the other room!

Many just said, Can we continue where we left off, or, Why aren't you replying to me?

Varying things along that line.

He wants to know why I didn't reply to him? I don't know actually. Just didn't feel like it.

Maybe the fact his eyes turned black as he decided to kiss me, and he seemed to completely change as he was doing this. It was like he turned into an animal with one intention.

It wasn't like other guys ,where I would flirt and tease with them and happily leave, followed by them looking disappointed. David seemed intent on me, and I was surprised by the fact he didn't follow me or something.

I had called Kai when I went into my room, but no answer. Seriously. You think when you are the reason a girls alive, you'd answer your phone to her.

Men.

I sent him another text, Kai. Where are you growling guy is in my house. He's hot, but is weird.

I pressed send, and threw my phone at my pillow.

I let my mind wander as I lay pancaked on the ground. It went back to the night of the party. Seeing Kai walk away with that girl made me feel just weird.

Which was stupid considering I hardly knew him. But I don't know it made me just feel like something wasn't fully right.

I was just curious why he seemed to suddenly change when he saw that girl. He seemed to go almost exactly like David did last night. Eyes black. Persona changed.

Almost a completely different person. And it was as if similar happened to her too. That girl Kai went off with. I don't even know her name.

Her eyes weren't all black and creepy but a gold colour. And she looked infatuated with Kai.

They only just met! I mean I understand the whole 'love at first sight' crap but still. I don't think I've ever seen anyone be like that. Not even in those extremely cliché films.

Contemplating life on my floor was probably the most interesting thing I've done in the past two days. I knew I needed a shower, but the effort of it just seemed to overwhelming.

But I somehow found the motivation to go for one. The only good thing out of that shower was my vanilla and strawberry scented shampoo.

If it wasn't for the fact that stuff was soap I would definitely eat it.

On the plus side, I smelled like a fabulous desert.

Next on the agenda: get dressed. Then, food.

It took a while to find something I was actually in the mood to wear. First, the task of finding my underwear. That's usually an easy enough task but I was in the mood for matching set today, so after I'd say 7 minutes of looking I found them and slipped them on.

This was followed by an oversized knitted jumper and a pair of skinny jeans. I'd find my Dr Martens later on and then that'd be my attire complete.

There was just my face and hair to fix and tame now.

I was never really bothered with makeup, and even less arsed to find out how it all worked so I just work mascara and winged eyeliner. That was me done then on the makeup side of things.

For my birds nest that lives on my scalp, I just tackled it with a hairbrush. I forgot to blow dry it so it went all puffy on me.

I exited my room to see that the David guy had thankfully left. Though he had left me a note saying he would 'drop me a text in the next few days' as he somehow ended up with my number.

Brilliant. A psychopath now had my number. Time to call the phone company. Again.

Turning on music, I started dancing an rummaging through the fridge as I did so. I felt my face drop slightly. I had been living on my own for two years now, since I was 16. It got lonely at times.

Now was definitely one of those times.

As strange and creepy as David was, I felt better knowing there was someone else in the house other than myself. And it was nice having someone I could happily talk to. Even if this one growled.

But the memory of him being a psychopath resurfaced and I remembered he was a complete creep. But a hot creep.

I sighed for about the sixth time this morning and pulled out some cold pizza.

Nutritious? Nope. Delicious? Yep.

I had literally no plans for the day. And no one to talk to. Jesus I'm an unsocial fuck.

Looks like today is going to be Netflix day again. And not one that David will be involved in.