You told me you loved me and then threw my heart on the floor(semi-advanced)

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    Cris's glare is stern and mean. Men really were a mystery. One minutebout for the kill the next flirting as if there is no tomorrow. "Do you'r parents know that?", she growled. Looking down at her wrists and then back up at him. "What's your name?"

    "No and John." he looks at her. He decides she is pretty after all. "Do you want me to wash the paint off your face?"

    "Losten John. Inam not one for happy endings and can be really mean to my own men so if you want to wash off my face paint think agiann." Cris growled looking down at the ground.

    "What the f**k is going on?" She asked. Annything major Cris refused to do. Her job was to protect her unit. Keep thei secrets safe and thats exactly what she intende to do.

    "Well, I figured you wouldn't want to be strapped in the electric chair all day." He set his gaze on her. She looked furious at him, but he didn't mind. He walked around the room, waiting for Cris to make a move.

    Easily she could take him on in hand to hand combat but Cris figured er wound needed a day to rest. So Cris walked over rto the wall and sat. She wasnt one to give up and she adnit. It just seemed like it.

    John smiled, this time less creepy. He thought of he as more of a fighter. "What, your not gonna put up a fight?" He looked at her, waiting for a comeback.

    "Well I would but I dont hit girls." She sigghed making a mocking face at him and smiling at the security cameras. "Hi everyone!" Cris was such a londe sometimes.

    John laughed. "Good one." He smiled at her. "You're pretty funny for an 'enemy'." He said enemy weird, indicating that he didn't really think she was the enemy. "Tell me Hawk Eye, what's your real name?"

    "Christopher Nealson." She shrugs. Why should she have to tell him anything. Taking her sleeve Cris wiped the paint off her face easily nx looked back up at him before standing up herself. Now Cris wasnt very tall. She was only to this guys shoulder. Plus her age was a problem too. Eighteen, a virgin, and single was a target for men. Whether they are enemies or not.

    "Nice name." He looked down at her. Without the paint, she looked attractive. He estimated she was about 18 and a virgin. John could tell she was single, because not many people can maintain a relationship while in the war. He smiled at her yet again.

    "What?" Cris snarled. Sure it wasnt her real name and sure everyone knew it but did it really matter? The way this guy stared at her was a little uncomftorable. Though she would rather share a dorm with him then any of her soldier who were always whisteling at her. Of course this guy might do that too. "Where do I sleep?"

    "I don't know. I'll ask the commander." John walked out, locking the door behind him. He met the commander in the hallway. "Where is she to sleep?" John asks. "In there." He replies. "If she is to believe I love her, she needs to have a room." "Fine. Put her in the room next to yours." John walked back in, locking the door. "If you would like, I will take you to your room now."

    For a moment Cris was a little suprised. Shoked eve. A room? She was the freaking enemie and they were giving her, her own room. Wow. Standing up she smiled, "Thanks...It's Cris Burns by the way." She looked away slightly blushing. Her old boyfreind had called her Prisy Crisy and before him she had, had alot of boufreinds anc this guy was cute. Cris could win him over. Burns be careful, she thought.

    John smiled and took her wrist. Even though he was trying to win her over, he still had to make sure she didn't escape. He led her down a maze of halls, and arrived at her room. It had a bid bed, a dresser and a desk. No windows, though. The door locked from the outside. "Here we are." He let her in the room. "I hope it's to your liking."

    "It is..." she treid not to let it show but this was way nicer than at her place. Were she worked she had to share a room with five other guys. Two of wich were tottal pervs. "Thanks. Agian this is really nice." Cris walked in and imediatly walked into the bathroom. First thing first get clean.

    John talked through the bathroom door. "I'll be in the next door room on the right. Just knock on the wall if you need me." He walked out and locked the door. He went into his place. It looked the same as hers, but with windows, and it locked on the inside. That went well he thought, laying on his bed.

    "Gotcha." She called back and took a shower quickly. Wrapping a towel around herself Cris dreid of but had no pajamas so she took the bed sheets and teid them in certain places. Puting her bra and underwear back on Cris wrapped the temporary nightgown aroun herself. Cris quickly found herself sleeping when her head hit the pillow.

    John fell asleep for the night. He dreamed of Chris. She was so beautiful. The next worming he was awakened by a knock n the wall.