Ross's POV
The next morning I was laying down on the sofa in the living room. I hadn't changed our of my pajamas yet. (again... just pajama pants and no shirt). I wouldn't be able to keep my secret from Hayley forever! She's gonna figure it out sooner or later! I think she might've already figured it out. F***! She figured me out! I can hear her thoughts! She knows! She thinks I'm really gonna deny everything? No. I'm not gonna lie to her anymore. She asks... I answer. I heard he coming down the stairs. I sat up and waited for her to come in. "Ross?"
"In here!"
She walked in the room and again tried her hardest not to look away from my eyes. I smiled. Some things about her just don't change. She sat down on the other end of the couch with her eyes closed, still thinking about how to ask me if I'm a vampire. "What's wrong?" I asked her, trying to get her to come out with it. She bit her lip. F***! I thought, Why won't you just come out with it? I got up and walked around the back of the couch and behind Hayley. She tensed up and closed her eyes tighter. "Why won't you tell me what's wrong Hayls?" I whispered in her ear. I felt her loosen up for a few seconds, then she tensed again. This is gonna be harder then I thought. I heard Hayley take a shuddering breath. She's scared of me... she said she would be... for a while.