"Baby?" I was confused. "Oh, god!! We didn't use PROTECTION!!!" My inner voice screamed. My vision became to blur and the next thing I saw was blackness.
The night when Riya was drunken...
"Where are you taking me?!!" I cried looking at the Zombie who clasped my seat belt, ready to start the car.
"I'm taking you to your place?" The zombie replied closing his eyes for a second. He then shook his head to gain his composure, seems he is not in his control either and when he opened his eyes, it was red shoot
"And..." I began but stopped when the lock of his hair fell onto his forehead; I had the sudden urge to touch his hair.
"What are you doing?" The zombie's voice was smooth like velvet when I brought my hand to the attempt of touching his forehead, but it hung on the midair.
"Just helping you..." Hiccup "... to get your hair back on its place." I smiled the devilish smile and brought his hair back to its place.