Hypnotized to Love Me

2- Hypnotized to Love Me

Sirens blare in the background as I try and process what has been said to me.

"What did you just say?"

Surely I misheard him. I look at him like he's crazy. Caleb shakes his head as if trying to wake up. Which, I suppose in his case, is what he's doing. He looks up at me after a brief pause.

"Hannah, I love you."

With the way he's looking at me, he makes me almost want to believe it. I throw that thought away. We barely even know each other.

Sitting up on his knees in front of me and staring intently into my eyes, a smile slowly spreads on his face, making me think of a cute puppy. By now, the sirens have all but died away. All of the worry I had for him just a minute ago is totally gone and has been replaced by an annoyed look that borders on angry. Oh, hell no. I've been used by guys before, and it's not about to happen again.

I don't know what he's trying to prove, but I am not going to be fooled. If he thinks I'm going to just giggle like some little school girl, he's got another thing coming. So, not wanting to see that little smile on his face any longer, I erased it. And when I say "erase," I really mean I slapped it off.

The echo of the slap resounds in the room for a few seconds and I slowly get up without another glance or word. Looking around to see if anyone has seen our little "exchange," I realize pretty much everyone has gone home. The ambulance came rather quickly and took the man away. Everyone else was probably urged home by the faculty. I look back down at "you know who" and am surprised by what I see.

Caleb sits there looking up at me as if nothing has happened. The only evidence of my assault on his face is the big red handprint that I left.

"What are you looking at?" My voice is starting to sound a little shrill. His stare is giving me the creeps.

"Who else but you?" He replies with a small smile.

This boy is crazy.

I walk slowly toward the edge of the makeshift stage just to hear a sliding sound on the ground behind me. I whip my head around to where Caleb should have been and then look down. He's still the same distance away from me than when I started walking. I choose to ignore it. I continue on and even when I hear the same sound again, I keep going. But when I get down from the stage and walk a little ways closer to the exit, I realize the sound has stopped. You know that feeling that you're being watched? That's how I felt then.

I whip my head around again only to find Caleb standing inches from my body. In any normal situation a girl would be pretty freaked out. This situation isn't normal, but I'm still freaked out.

"Okay. What the heck is wrong with you?" I say to his face, a blush forming on my cheeks.

"I told you I'm in love with you, but I don't think that counts as something wrong with me." A lopsided grin that has probably melted the hearts of many girls appears on his face.

I frown at him. "Don't you think you're taking this a little too far? You can stop pretending now. Jokes over, now go home."

I turn around and walk out the gym doors and into the cold night.

"Now, how the heck am I going to get home?" I figure out that my friends and my date have already left, leaving me alone with a Senior boy I barely even know.

"Come on, we'll take my truck."

Before I can do anything, Caleb has grabbed my hand and is pulling me towards the one lone vehicle left in the student parking lot.

My cheeks grow flushed. "Y-y-you drive a truck?" Dang. I don't know what it is, but there's nothing like a hot Southern boy who drives a truck.

"Yeah, you like?" He gives me that grin and I'm starting to figure out that it's his secret weapon.

I hit my chest once just to remind my heart how to beat properly. Or maybe it was just to snap out of it. Who knows? This was just because of seeing the truck of course... Anyway, I look at it more closely. Double Dang. He's a Chevy boy, too. I realize he is still holding my hand and I quickly pull it out of his grasp.

"Look, since you're my only choice as to how to get home, you can give me a ride. But I swear to you, I will go home and grab my rifle and shoot the living daylights out of you if you so much as touch any part of me. Got it?" I catch my breath only to see him move towards me till he has stopped half a rulers length in front of me.

"I think I'll take that chance." His voice has gotten rougher, causing my eyes to widen in surprise. "You won't be able to be rid of me that easily Hannah. I don't know what exactly is going on, but I don't ever want to be away from you again."

Somehow I ended up staring into his eyes only a few inches away from my blue ones.

"You've got to be kidding me. You're actually going along with what that guy said? Please. Cut the crap. Just take me home." I move away from him and around to the passengers side and get in his truck.

I look out the window for about a minute and then realize we're still not moving. Getting really fed up with this game, I swing my head around to where Caleb is sitting. I gasp in shock. He's looking at me intently with a slight frown on his face.

"Wh-what? Why aren't we leaving?" I stutter. The way his eyes are staring into mine is really making me uneasy.

"This isn't some game, Hannah. I meant what I said. And I'm not leaving until I can convince you otherwise. So what will it be?" He starts to move closer until my breath is mixed with his. The car is off so I can hear absolutely everything. His steady breathing. My rapid heart pounding inside my chest.

"I don't know," I say softly while averting my eyes.

He lifts up my chin, causing me to look into his eyes again and gives me a soft smile.

"How about this?" Leaning in all the way, he gently presses his lips against mine.

My eyes widen in shock. I quickly scramble backwards hitting my head on the window in the process. Smooth.

"I-I... thinkyoushouldtakemehome." I say in a rush and resume my earlier task of looking pointedly out the car window while trying to get through the dull throbbing in my head.

"Sure thing, love."

I freeze, then feel a warm hand on my shoulder. His hair brushes my cheek as he kisses the spot I hurt my head. The car starts and we head home while I mumble my address and directions to my house, never looking at him.

What have I gotten myself into? As soon as I get home, I'm researching hypnotism. Beacuse I think someone was just hypnotized to love me.

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Yay! Ya like? I realllllly contemplated on not continuing this, but I'm going to anyway. So did it satisfy your months long wait? Probably not, but there's more to come. Just wait and see :D

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