As Alec laid there, he bit down on his lower lip. If only he could read minds. He could tell she was thinking deeply about something and would just love to be able to read her thoughts. But unfortunately all he can do it disappear and appear whenever he wanted. “Oh take a chill pills. It’s not like i’m going to do anything” he spoke while rolling his eyes becoming slightly annoyed. He didn’t mean to give the attitude cause if he were still alive, he’d be the same way.
Alec sat up next the the girl and cleared his throat some trying to keep himself and reaching over to try and touch her hand. “Pretty name” he spoke with a small smirk. “It was actually..” he looked down at his hands and swallowed thickly at her question. Even tho he never exposed himself til now, he would get lonely from time to time. Especially when he would watch the couples that lived here before Nicole. It was hard seeing people in love when you yourself never got to experience it. “Um… it’s been nine year?” he spoke while lifting his head to look back towards the girl.
A shiver ran through Nicole’s body and she slowly curled her legs up against her chest, hugging them tight against her. Her chin rested atop her knees and she shrugged slightly. “Sorry, m’just nervous,” she mumbled, and that’s when the realization hit her than she was blushing. Nicole was blushing because this ghost just told her she had a pretty name and she had to hide her face against her knees so he wouldn’t see it.
Once she was sure her cheeks had lost the pink hue, Nicole lifted her head and looked over at the boy. “Nine years?” she repeated back, almost in shock before shaking her head. “That’s… That’s so sad,” she frowned before pressing her lips together in thought. She couldn’t imagine spending nine years by herself, watching the way people came and went with little disregard to how precious life really was. And part of her was already feeling terrible for how defensive she had gotten. The poor boy was probably just lonely. And with that, an idea hit her.
"D’you wanna play a game?" she asked, her eyes lighting up. "I don’t have many… but maybe we could…" she cut herself off and her eyes went wide as she looked at the dark haired boy biting her lip. "Can… Can you like, touch things? Like, this sounds so dumb. But if we played a video game, could you play it?"
Alec cleared his throat slightly while looking at the girl. “Yea I could. But like I said, what’s the point?” he shrugged while looking at the girl deeply. “Besides, it’s not like I have any friends to go and tell about this incredible girls body” his voice deepened as he took a step back not wanting to make Nicole to uncomfortable. Ever since he first saw the girl, he wondered if he would be able to touch the girl. Actually feel what he skin felt like. But he wasn’t going to chance it.
A smirk appeared on on Alec’s face while turning and making his way back to the bed. “I can’t say I blame you. I mean if I was still alive and had a incredibly sexy ghost appear I wouldn’t know what to think or believe either..” He sat back on the bed and laid against Nicole’s pillows. “My name is Alec by the way.”
"The point is I’m uncomfortable. I don’t appreciate that," she said, her voice a little shaky. This was a weird feeling. Nicole had her fair share of boys make comments towards her, sure, but they still caught her off guard, and this was no exception. She took a shaky breath and kept her arms crossed. Part of her was curious, if this boy could just maerialize in front of her eyes at the drop of a hat, was he actually tangible? Could she though him? Could he touch her? Would he feel cold…. Was he the reason it felt cold every time she moved about the room? Nicole wasn’t about to test the theories in her head, but she was curious. She ignored what he had said and she shook her head. She couldn’t entirely disagree with the male. If this wasn’t so weird and she wasn’t convinced she’d fallen into the American Horror Story verse, she wouldn’t deny that he was attractive. Dark hair, dark eyes, a nice tanned complexion and that little smirk of his was kind of cute.
Against her better judgement, Nicole let her guard down and slowly took the few strides that it took to make it to her bed and she carefully sat down on the edge of her bed. “You mentioned that last night… After you scared me while I was watching my movie,” she told him with a shake of her head, her voice soft as she folded her hands in her lap. She was a bit frustrated that he had just thrown himself across her bed, but she wasn’t going to argue with him. She kept her distance still, but she figured that if she was going to try and rationalize this, it would be better to at least treat Alec with the respect she was hoping to earn from him. “I’m Nicole,” she continued, letting her fingers play with the hem of her sweater. What else was she supposed to say? Was she supposed to ask him things? Nicole wasn’t really even sure. But she figured it couldn’t hurt to get to know him a little better. “I’m guessing this was your room at some point, huh? Can I… Can I ask how long have you been here for? You don’t have to answer I mean… I’m just… I’m still processing the fact this isn’t a dream.”
Laughs slipped from between Alec’s lips as he saw the girls reaction to his voice. “You act like I haven’t seen you naked already” he spoke while winking at the girl and watched as she pulled on the leggings. “And besides, you shouldn’t feel ashamed, you have a banging body.” He then bit down on his lower lip and laid back on the bead as he stared up at the ceiling. When Alec was alive, he never got the chance to lose his virginity. And even tho he’s a ghost now, it was still as if his hormones were raging for the girl.
"They taught me plenty manners. But hey, i’m a ghost now so why have manners?" he smirked and got up from the bed while the girl pulled on the sweater. "Someone’s a little nipply" he teased while walking towards the brunette standing in the corner. "Well unfortunately i’m stuck here. Trust me, if I could leave I would.." he spoke softly while looking down at his feet. "I’m not gonna hurt you you know?"
Nicole’s eyes went wide and she instantly tugged her sweater tight to her body as the boy in front of her spoke. “That’s so fucked up,” she muttered, taking a step back. “Ghost or not, that’s still rude and an invasion on my personal space. You should have some morals, or at least some fucking decency,” she muttered. She knew she was flushed, she knew she was probably bright red. Nicole was embarrassed as all hell. She knew that she wasn’t terrible to look at, sure. But she had her flaws, her insecurities, her scars, things she didn’t want anyone to see, especially someone… she just met. The girl herself hadn’t even had a boyfriend, not that anyone would have guessed it. She had been a cheerleader, but she was fairly quiet and kept to herself, she spent most of her nights at home instead of out with her friends, but right now Nicole wasn’t too sure if she’d want to make a habit of sticking around this new house if she’d have Alec showing up at the drop of a hat.
As he stood and started towards her, she took another step back until she hit the wall and she gasped, body arching up forward as a shudder ran through her body. Okay, she didn’t think this one through. The closer he got, the tighter she crossed her arms over her chest and she shook her head slightly. Part of Nicole did feel bad when he said that if he could leave he would, but that part was very small because she was still angered by the fact he had watched her shower at least once already. “I-I don’t know that for sure,” she whispered back, sinking back against the wall as she watched him skeptically. “I’m still kind of trying to process what the fuck is going on, I-I don’t know what to believe right now.”
For years, Alec had been hanging around the house. When he turned 17, Alec went to his annual check up to be told that he needed bloodwork for some testing. A few days after that he had received the call informing him that he had a cancerous tumor on his brain. The doctor gave him the life expectancy of a few months, but he did last until his 18th birthday. In the hospital, when he was at his final moments, Alec made the decision that he wanted to die at home in his own bed.
It’s been years since Alec took his last breath. Instead of doing what everyone said he would do. It was as if the male were stuck in the house. He witnessed several families live in the house but never felt the need to expose himself to them. Although he did pull the occasional joke by blowing air in their direction. It was just so funny to see their reactions.
But with this new family, things were different. None of the other families had an attractive family like this one. Especially when they have a banging body like this girl. Alec smirked as he followed the new girl from the bathroom to what was his old room. “I’m sorry, did I keep you up? You seemed like you slept like a baby to me” he spoke teasingly exposing himself once more as he sat on the edge of her bed and licked his lower lip as his watched her walk around in her lace panties.
There was a moment where Nicole paused when she walked out of the bathroom, stopping at her bookshelf, standing on her tip toes to reach the iHome she had put there, pressing the button on her iPod so music would fill the room. She needed a distraction, something to keep her mind busy and to keep her from thinking about that dream. That was easier said than done when the music started playing. It was some Pierce The Veil song she knew most of the words to but it was on a low volume so it wouldn’t disrupt her parents or siblings if anyone else was even around at this point of the day. And just as she turned back to go to her dresser she felt that cold burst of air again and heard that voice. Nicole froze in her place. Fuck.
Her eyes went wide and she instantly tugged the hem of her shirt, praying it would be long enough to cover her ass, even though she knew for a fact it wouldn’t be. “Surely your parents taught you some sort of manners,” she snarled, giving up on trying to cover herself and just going over to her dresser, pulling out a pair of black leggings and quickly tugging them up her legs before her eyes fell onto the form that had appeared at the foot of her bed.
"I don’t know how long you’ve been here, but I swear to god if you keep watching me, we’re going to have some real problems," she hissed, crossing her arms across her chest as the realization that she wasn’t wearing a bra hit her. Shit. Nicole turned back around quickly and shifted through her drawers, pulling out a large, thick knit sweater and tugging it on before she turned back around to look at the male. She didn’t know what to make of this, she didn’t know what to say really. So she just stayed backed into her corner looking at him before slowly speaking. "So what, are you here to haunt me because I’m infringing upon your space? Because I’m sorry, but my parents bought the house, we’re not going anywhere."
Nicole wasn’t sure she actually got any sleep that night. Since the initial shock had set in, she just couldn’t wrap her mind around this. There was a ghost in her house. A ghost of a teenage boy who could materialize at will and had some sort of weight to him. What was this, an episode of American Horror Story? Was this kid the real Tate Langdon? Did her family just purchase the real life murder house? Were there going to be more ghosts? She didn’t want to keep thinking about this. The petite female rolled over and pulled her pillow over her head, letting out a loud muffled groan against the mattress. Maybe she actually had slept, maybe it had been a crazy dream. Nicole liked that explanation, and besides, she’d been marathoning the first season of AHS, it had to just be some sort of dream, she was sure of it. And that’s what she’d keep telling herself until she believed it.
That didn’t make it any easier when Nicole pushed the pillow aside and rolled over, only to be greeted by the sunlight streaming through her curtains. Rubbing at her face and blinking her eyes a few times, the girl sat up and raked her fingers through her hair so she could pull it up into a sloppy bun before kicking the covers back and swinging her bare legs over the side of her bed. She stretched out, arms far above her head, causing her high school cheer shirt to ride up and expose her stomach and the entirety of her cute lace panties. First order of business was to get up and wash her face, then find a pair of leggings because she was colder than she anticipated to be, even though she should anticipate it knowing the heat was going to be off for another few days.
It didn’t matter that it was Saturday, she took the same approach as she would if it was a school day and got up and made her way back to the bathroom. There was a chill in the air again. Nicole wished she’d remembered to put on leggings before she went to bed, but her blankets had been so warm that she figured she really didn’t need them. It was weird though, that chill seemed to follow her around… She didn’t think about it too much. She was just letting her imagination run wild after that dream. That’s all. She made quick work of washing her face, slowly lifting her head and grabbing her towel to pat her face dry when she caught her reflection in the mirror and noticed the dark circles under her eyes, causing a frown to pull at her lips.
"Man, I really didn’t sleep well at all," she muttered, hanging her towel back up to dry and turning around to go back into her room in order to search for a pair of leggings.