Assassin Zero

What The Hell Are You Doing In My House!?

A/n
Hey, a small announcement, you can skip if you'd like, it's not that important:)
I'm so sorry to say this so late but these images are not mine, I just got them from Pinterest, so if you see a familiar face.... I don't know... :/
Also if you guys want a shout out or to add a new character of your own with your decided personality, just be the first to comment 'read!'
Ok, back to the story!!!

*Allison's pov*;

"Bye, Shawn, I really loved the dress, I appreciate it so much", I said handing him a hundred dollar for the dress.

"No need for thanks. Keep the money, it's a free gift", he said pushing my hand away.

"No, I possibly can't, just get I-"

"Jesus Christ, he said keep the money, it's a gift", Jackson interrupted me, rubbing his forehead impatiently. I still thought he had a headache even though he denied it earlier, plus his face looked kinda pale. It must have been serious.

"Well, bye, again", I said as I walked out of the boutique with Jackson ahead of me, clinging onto the dress tightly against my chest.

"Bye-bye, Jacky! Hope I see you soon!" Shawn shouted as he waved at us, well, Jackson only, to be specific. I jogged a little faster towards Jackson before looking up at him. "I take it that you already know what I wanted to tell you earlier about Shawn?"

"If it was that he's not straight, then yes, I've realized that now", he took his hand off his forehead, releasing a huge sigh of relief. I could only imagine what Shawn said to him back there, whatever it was they spoke about, Shawn only seemed to like him more now than earlier. Maybe he had a fettish for rude men.

"He's actually bisexual, we dated once", I admitted, watching him raise a brow at me. "Why am I not surprised?"

"What else did he tell you? Did he give you a tattoo?" I smiled leaning closer to him. I expected him to back away but he didn't, he didn't even seem to mind.

"How do you know that? He didn't give me a tattoo because I didn't want one," he said whilst he got into the drivers seat and I in the front passenger's seat.

"Yeah, he told me that your body's actually a virgin, you don't seem like the type, really", I informed him as I wore my seatbelt and he started the car.

"Why do you guys say it like that? So I assume that you have a tattoo as well?"

"Yeah, I have a chain tattoo just around my waist, it was a birthday gift actually", I said proudly. He didn't respond or say anything back. Soon, silence took over, it was a comforting silence, I could tell that he enjoyed silence, but I couldn't let a minute pass by without opening my mouth, it was a dreadful moment for me.

"We should grab something to eat, it's already passed 2pm", I informed, realizing that I only had a cup of coffee since morning.

"Aren't you exhausted? I don't know about you, but I am. You could just order some pizza home, we're almost there", he said, his voice turned frail and exhausted, his eyes seemed like they were going to close any second as bits of sweat trailed down his forehead. His condition just worsened, and I was getting worried by the second.

"Yeah, you're right, sorry, that was insensitive of me", I laughed awkwardly, looking out the window.

"Man, I was just suggesting, no need to look so depressed like your cat just died, for goodness sake", he rolled his eyes.

"Bye Jackson, have a lovely afternoon", I waved at him as my other hand unlocked my apartment door.

"Yeah, yeah, bye", he said quickly getting into his apartment before shutting his door. I stood there for a while, looking at the place he stood a second ago before shaking my head, coming up with an idea. I always had ideas, and I was sure he wouldn't mind me helping.