The Lost Boys Preferences

They Save You/You Meet Again: David

"Help! Someone please help me!" You shouted. You knew that coming to the boardwalk on your own was a very bad idea. But you wanted to show Michael and your mom that you could handle yourself. Clearly not as you were currently being chased by some Surf Nazis, who were intent on taking advantage of you. You raced through the boardwalk and made your way to the crowds, hoping to loose them there. You were too busy making your way through the crowds to notice a certain platinum blonde walking towards you, a black haired male, and two blonde haired males behind him. You grunted as you ran into a body. You looked up and saw the same platinum haired man that you saw earlier last night. You heard the shouting of the Surf Nazis getting closer. You gasped and looked at the male. "Please, you have to help me. Those Surf Nazis are coming for me!" You pleaded. The male's eyes seemed to soften at you and he gently grabbed your and and kept you behind him. He looked at the other males.

"Make sure she stays out of sight." He said. The other males nodded and you were pushed behind the blonde male with the crazy hair. He somewhat resembled a rock star. The Surf Nazis stopped in front of the male.

"David." The head Surf Nazi said. So the guy's name is David. You thought. David narrowed his eyes at the head Surf Nazi.

"Greg." David responded. Greg peaked around, trying to look for you.

"We know you have the little shit. She interrupted our fun, so we're gonna teach her a lesson. Just hand her over and there won't be any trouble." Greg said. Your breathing quickened.

Just relax. A new voice said. This time, it was in your head. It sounded a lot like David's voice. I won't let anything hurt you.

"Actually, she's with us," he gestured for you to come forward. Reluctantly, you walked forward, standing next to David. David wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you into his side, making you blush. "She's my girlfriend. So it's in your best interest that you leave her alone and go about your business. Unless you want to start something." David said, glaring at Greg. Greg hesitated, clearly weighing his options. Finally, he scoffed.

"Let's go guys, she's not worth it." Greg said. He walked forward, bumping shoulders with David as he went. David glared back at Greg before turning his attention to you.

"Are you alright?" He asked, facing you. Your heart was still racing.

"I-I think so. Thank you for helping me. I'm sorry for getting you wrapped up in it." You said, apologizing, looking down in slight embarrassment. David smirked and gently grabbed your chin, making you look up.

"There's no need to be sorry. It was worth it for a cute thing like you." He said. You blushed. "I'm David, by the way," he said. He let go of your chin. "That's Dwayne, Marko and Paul." He introduced the men behind him. Dwayne nodded at you in greeting. Paul and Marko shot flirty smiles at you. David smiled at you.

"If you ever need my help again, just call me and I'll be there, I promise." He said. He reached a gloved hand up and gently brushed some of your hair behind your ear. You smiled slightly.

"Okay. I believe you." You said. And with that, the boys left, leaving you to quickly make your way to where your mother worked.