"So just turn around and forget what you saw
Cause Good Girls are bad girls
That haven't been caught"
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Walking through the dimly lit hallway I noticed how quiet the house was, there was no shouting coming from the games room. No talking or laughing. It was to weird for my liking.
Where has everyone gone? I don't like this atmosphere at all, I feel like something is going to jump out at me and murder me. Well okay that's a bit extreme but still. I can't be the only one to think like that when no one is around you and all you can hear is your own breathing
Looking down at my atire debating if I should go back and change because I was having second thoughts, all to soon I brought my head up and saw a figure walking towards me. The scaredy-cat side of me began to scream turning around as I was about to leg it back up to my room under my sheets because they can't get me there,
I'm going to die, yep that's it for me
but they caught hold of my upper arm and spun me forwards again until our chests were touching. Well Mr murderer this is quite awkward. Maybe he makes his prey all comfortable and relaxed then BOOM shoots you in the head when you least expect it. Well I have news for you sir, I'm one step ahead of you...
Tilting my head up to get a good look at the face I will be haunting when i die, I stared into a pair of hazel eyes suddenly forgetting about running away or changing or getting murdered or haunting anyone because a certain famous Aussie took away my logical thinking.
Well damn. Not a murderer, but a fine ass drummer
"Hey" Ashton was the first to speak and being who I am It didn't register that he said something because his eyes were very distracting. The way specks of green flared out into the hazel from the pupil was legitimately beautiful. Yep Ashton has beautiful eyes, i've decided.
It was almost as if I could see his emotions swirling around in his eyes but that isnt true. Is it? And until someone proves me wrong that's what I'll keep believing.
"Melanie?"
"Oh sorry, yes hi" I stuttered, averting my eyes to one of many planted pots mum seems to buy all the time. She's trying to turn our house into a forest I swear
"You ready for the date?" He asked watching me as I answered not making eye contact. Well thats embarrasing
"Yes, but where is it? I'm not exactly dressed for a date, even though this is what you told me to wear...sort of" I mumbled
"You'll find out. C'mon follow me" Ashton held out his hand for me to take. With my shakey hand I grasped his and he led the way down to the lounge where we were meant to meet to start with. But I guess I was taking to long and he obviously went to search for me.
I gasped at how the living room was set up. all the sofas were turned around and pushed closer to the walls, a big bed sheet was drapped over them with some dinning chairs making the space inside the make shift tent bigger. A laptop was on the blanket inside the den with pillows obviously thrown randomly inside, and a cute little disco ball was spinning letting off multi coloured lights around the whole room considering it was dark.
"Oh my god, did you do this?" i stared at the scenery infront of me
"well, yeah...your mum said you dont like big fancy things and so i looked on the internet and found this idea on tumblr" Ashton blushed, wow he put some thought into this.
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Fanfiction"H-hi" I said trying to act confident but failed and stuttered instead "Hello I'm Ashton" he answered with his thick Australian accent flowing through every word spoken ..and that was the day my life changed *** Melanie Mae is your typical teenage...
