Ross's POV
I don't fully understand what it is about Hayley but I can't get enough time with her! It's like she's...I don't know...the one? Awww, screw that! She can't be! I've been a 17 year old Vampire for 1,000 years! (So that'd make me 1,017 years old?) I think I would have found that person a LONG time ago. Can't count out ALL my possibilities though. Anyways... she came SO close to going in my blood fridge this morning! I came down and saw her looking around to grab something to eat and came SO close to opening it! I leaned on the doorway. "What are you doing?" I asked and she literally jumped and screamed. Then she noticed it was me and I could see her trying SO hard not to look away from my eyes to look at my shirtless torso."Oh... Hey Ross"she said and looked over at the fridge she was about to open "This is your special fridge... isn't it?"
"Yeah"
"Sorry" she said and backed away slowly from the fridge.
"No prob"
I walked in behind the counter next to Hayley and she turned the other way to go into the normal fridge... but I knew she was REALLY trying not to look at me...like it was KILLING her inside not to look...and I was getting a cruel joy out of this. I decided to push it. She bent over a little to look at what was in the fridge and I went around the side that didn't have the door blocking me. "What are you looking for?" I asked and I leaned my hand against the fridge and I would be totally visible if she turned her head just a little. "Honestly... I'm just looking around" she responded, with a sound of strain in her voice. This IS killing her, I thought...and then I started to feel bad. "I'll be right back" I said.
"Okay" she responded, still not looking at me. On my way up the stairs I heard the fridge door shut and Hayley collapse onto a chair.