Amelia's POV
"You did what!"
"Would you quiet down." I scold.
"Sorry continue." Krista motions.
"That wasn't the weird part though, in the middle of the night I woke up and had to pee and he kind of grabbed me."
"Grabbed you in his sleep, that sounds cute, what's the big deal?"
"No, like I was about to get out of the bed and he woke up and grabbed my arm, asking where I was going. I told him I was just going to the bathroom and he kissed me and went back to sleep." I explain.
"Maybe he's just a light sleeper and thought you were leaving." Krista says while fixing her hair in the mirror.
"Maybe, it just kinda spooked me I guess." I shrug.
"It's okay. What did your mom say when you went home this morning?"
"Actually I told her I went to your house." I laugh.
"Of course you brought me into the bullshit." She shakes her head.
"I never got your opinion about him, you don't think he's dangerous right?"
"Um."
"You do." I frown.
"Well yeah, but I don't think he's a danger to you." She points.
"What about everyone else?"
"I don't know, I mean the guy keeps to himself so maybe not. He is a bit...strange though but if you're into that then that's cool with me."
"He's just misunderstood." I defend.
"Sure." She rolls her eyes and pulls me out of the bathroom.
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"What took you so long?"
"I was talking to Krista, relax."
"I was just worried about you." He whispers back.
"Well I'm fine."
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The day finally ended and I walked out to my car, Milo watching me while leaning against his own. It wasn't a friendly look either, he looked like he wanted to rip my head off.
I start the car and head back home trying to think of what I could have done to make him look like that.
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Unorthodox
Teen Fictionun·or·tho·dox adjective contrary to what is usual, traditional, or accepted; not orthodox. /// This boy has a lot of issues and secrets. He's stranger than anyone she's ever met. What could go wrong? /// "I want to kill you." "I want to kiss you."
