When I get home I fall on my bed and I think about everything that just happened.

"This has to be the most craziest thing that has happened to me yet." I say.

I don't even know his name. All well. He was pretty cute. For a vicious blood sucking creature.

I laughed at the thought.

I turned off my light and I snuggled in my blanket.

But who can sleep when you find out a vampire is officially stalking you. After staring at the ceiling for a good 2 hours I looked at my clock to see it was already 3:00 am.

Great. I won't be getting much sleep done tonight.

I get up and I rip open my curtains to stare at the moon and the stars. Right in front of me stood "him" the vampire on a tree branch really close to my window. I stumbled back. I opened the window and waved. He didn't wave back.

"Do you usually stay up all night?" I ask.

"Yes." He says.

"I don't even know your name." I say.

"Michael. Michael Jackson. That is my name." 

I smile at that.

"I don't see you around here." I say.

"I was from here but not anymore." He says quietly.

He looks suprised that he just said that.

"Why did I just tell you that?" He said confused.

"Because... I dunno." I say.

This has been the first time I have ever talked to a guy. Or a kind of guy since he is vampire. I was excited.

"Anyway go back to staring at the ceiling." He says.

"You were watching? I feel such a loss of privacy." I say covering myself.

"Well get used to it." He said.

He sat down on the tree branch looking at my face closely.

I start blushing.

"Is there something on my face?" I ask embarrased.

"No." He said turning away.

"I feel like those movies where a guy comes to a girl's window just to see her." I say sighing.

He doesn't say anything.

"Why are you so meeeeaaan." I say.

I poke his cheek and I feel an electric sting. and he grabs my finger away from his cheek making me tip over.

"Stop." He says and lets go of my finger.

I grab my finger back and I rubbed it.

"You didn't feel it?" I asked.

"No." He said.

He obvisouly did.

"What are you gonna do in the morning?" I ask.

"I'm gonna carry an umbrella." He said.

"Like that will work." I said.

"I know it wont. I was joking." He said.

I couldn't even tell because his expression didn't change.

"Oh." I said.

"Well I'm just gonna go back to my staring at the ceiling." I say.

"Okay." He said.

I went back under my covers and this time I did fall asleep. Which was nice.

I woke up to a thud under my bed. 

"Ow." Someone said.

I rubbed my eyes and I looked around my room.

I looked under my bed to find Michael there.

"Okay this just went to stalkerish to creepy." I say looking at him.

"Shut up. Before I noticed it, the sun was coming up and I had no place else to go." He said.

I jump off my bed and I closed the curtains.

"You could have done that you know?" I say.

He comes out slowly.

"I know. I just thought it was more comfty under your bed." He said sarcastically.

"How bad is it when you see sun anyway?" I ask.

"Real bad." He says standing up.

"Let's see then." I said.

Before he could say anything I opened the curtains.

He started yelling and hid his face in his hands and I freaked out so I grabbed him.

I felt the electric sting again.

He stopped yelling when I grabbed him.

He removed his hands from his eyes slowly.

"This is suppose to be burning me." He says confused.

"Maybe you got it wrong." I said.

"But this happened to me before and I got burned." He said as I let go of him.

He yelled again so I grabbed him again.

I was about to let go.

"Don't let go!" He said.

I stopped.

"How is this possible?" He says looking at me.

"I honestly don't know myself." I say still holding him.

"I feel really uncomfortable." I say awkwardly.

"But- how is it that whenever you touch me I get immune to the sun." He says studying my face.

My door creaks open and I see my dad staring at us.

"I heard yelling so I was..." He said.

"Who is this man Nina?" Michael askes me.

"This is my father...." I say.

My dad slowly closed the door. Well that was awkward.

"I hate fathers." He says.

"Why?" I ask.

"Nevermind that, tell me how you just did that." Michael askes me.

"I told you! I don't know! And I feel so uncomfortable." I say.

"Give me some of your blood." He says.

"Woooooooaaah." I say letting go of him.

He starts yelling again but instead of holding him I close the curtains.

"No. Absoluetly no." I say.

"Why not?" He askes me.

"Because what if I just show you blood and you get all nuts and start drinking from me." I say.

"I won't. All I need is a few drops." He says.

"Fine." I sigh.

I take out sewing needle from my  desk and I prick my finger.

"Where should I pu-" I say.

But he already grabbed my finger and started sucking on it.

I was shocked. I started blushing.

"This is more uncomfortable then hugging you." I say.

He shugged and removed my finger from his mouth.

"Okay now try to see if it works." He says.

I remove the curtains and nothing happened.

"It worked." He said.

"Now can you at least let me take a shower in privacy?" I ask.

"Sure. But I will be waiting here." He says sitting on my bed.

I grab some clothes from my draw so I can change in the bathroom. My bra falls on my way to the bathroom and he picks it up. 

"Here." He says with a bored look on his face. 

I snatch it embarrased and I stomp my way into the bathroom.

When I come back I see him laying on my bed with his eyes closed. He looked so cute when he was alseep. His curly black hair was softly resting on my sheets.

I wonder if they are deep sleepers. I kicked him in the crotch area. He didn't even flinch. Looks like he wont be waking up anytime soon.

I start laughing.

I actually get to say a guy slept in my bed. Not like I can say it to anyone.

Michael starts screaming in his sleep. Must be having a nightmare. I touched is cheek and he instantly stops screaming. I get on the bed with him and I hold him in my arms. I don't know why but this just felt right. I pet his hair slowly as his chest goes up and down. I wonder what his story is. I want to know more about him. He seems interesting.