Akira
On reaching the front door I ring the bell. Its late evening, grandma must be preparing dinner. As we wait I wring my hands nervously. Romero notices and nudges me from side.
"Are you nervous?"
"Of course I am." I mutter keeping my eyes on door.
"Why?"
I have to roll my eyes at this, "Well maybe because I am here with you and it's not often I bring a guy home."
"Then you should be thankful."
Huh?
"Why?"
"Because then you would be more worried about what I'm going to do to those guys you brought home."
Bloody caveman.
I would have smiled if not for the fact I'm going to face my grandma.
"Hey, look at me." He orders softly, taking my hands and turns me look at him.
I stare in his deep grey eyes which are softened considerably. "Don't be so nervous. I've got you and I prom
