Don't call me Angel- Completed

Thirty Two

I smiled at him as we walked up, my arm hidden by the jacket. I had to tell him but he was going to freak out and I needed him to see I was okay. In really bad pain, but okay. Okay excruciating. I don't know how I was smiling and not crying. But I wasn't. Go me! 

"Not. A. Word." I looked up at Z, my face flat. He zipped his mouth, turning to Lu as we reached him. 

"Hey baby." He smiled wrapping his arms around my waist which forced mine up and I did my best to suppress a groan, taking in a sharp breath instead. I pulled back, taking a step back from him.  "What?" 

"I'm gonna go." Z spun around walking away. 

"Thanks Z." I watched him turn, slightly giving me the signal to call him and I rolled my eyes. 

"What's up with him?" 

"Um." I ran my good arm through my hair, stepping back and opening the door. "Sit down a sec for me." 

"Mads-" 

"Please?" He lowered his eyes but sat down on the seat, still facing me. I let out a sigh, pulling his jacket off. "You fucking jinxed me." 

"I wha- MADDY." He stared at the tie around my arm. "What the fuck? You said you were fine." 

"I am fine." I tilted my head. "We should go back to the hotel so I can sort it out." 

"Are you- What the fuck." He stood up, moving to it. "What happened?" 

"I got off with you, took a few of them out and moved back, then 4 started coming down at me so I moved, took 3 of them out, got hit then finished the others off. Z came down and stopped the bleeding, I got the bullet out. That's it. Nothing special." 

"Nothing special. Maddy you've been shot." 

"Yeah and? You've been shot too." I stepped back, moving around to my side of the car. 

"Mads will you stop for a sec for me." I stopped, laying my head back. "Are you hurting anywhere else?" 

"I'm just achy." 

"You promise there's no more bullet wounds?" 

"Not that I'm aware of." I snickered but he didn't look impressed. "Look for yourself Lu. It's just the one." He pulled his phone out of his pocket, turning on the torch and walking around me slowly. He ran his fingers over areas on my leg where the blood was a little darker, gently wiping it to make sure it wasn't a wound. There wasn't any. I don't think. 

"Why do your knees look slightly bruised?" I tilted my head at him, holding back a giggle. "OH." I put my head back, laughing at him, shaking my head. 

"Happy?" 

"No." I sighed. 

"Come on, let's get you back so I can sort you." 

"I don't need you to-" 

"Shut up and get in the car." He raised his eyebrow, a smirk on his lips so I knew he wasn't being serious. Well, he was. But not like that.  "You're really lucky you need to rest now. You were a little bitch tonight." I smirked, watching him open my door and I slid in. He stepped forward quickly, pulling my belt and plugging it in, keeping his body close to mine. "Where's your boyfriend now Maddelena?" 

"I-" I choked as he pushed his lips against my neck. "Fuck." 

"Where is he?" 

"Right here." I moaned as he stood up laughing slightly.

"That's right baby." He grabbed the car door. "Mozzarella sticks are in the bag." He nodded down at the bag by my feet as the door closed carefully. I was beaming now. Almost forgetting the hole in my arm.  

I leaned down pulling the bag into my lap, shifting through for the cheese. I found the box and pulled it out as he was getting in his side. Well. I tried to pull the box out I just laid my head back, looking at him and pouting. 

"Struggling there?" I nodded. "Put your lip away and I'll help." I did as I was told and he grabbed the bag from me. The box was opened and he held out a single stick for me. I smiled taking it out of his hand. "Happy?" 

"As happy as I can be with a hole in my arm." I chuckled, taking a bite and listening to his sweet laugh. 

"Why did you tell me you were fine on the phone Mads?" 

"Because you were driving and I didn't want you crashing the car. Plus then you'd be panicking and you wouldn't believe that I was okay. Which I am." He stared at me. "It hurts though." 

"It will do sweetheart." He nodded slowly. "You did really well tonight." 

"I know." I smiled, holding my hand out for another as I finished the first breaded delight. I freaking love breaded cheese.

"I'm only telling you because no one tells you enough. I will. You like when I tell you you did a good job don't you?" I nodded smiling as he handed me the box. "Mads?" 

"Yeah?" 

"You have a praise kink don't you?" 

"Maybe a little one." I giggled, opening the box. 

"A little one my ass." He smirked sitting forward. "Do you want to go back or sit here a little bit?" 

"Can we sit? I'm hungry and pretty comfy here. It's not bleeding so there is no rush."

"I'll go out and grab some stuff for you in the morning. I might have some bits in my room." 

"I've got some." I unbuckled my belt, leaning my back against the car door so I could face him. "I always carry some first aid stuff if I travel. Just in case." He chuckled, getting the rest of the food from the bag. He patted his lap and I put my legs across on him, watching as he took my heels off, throwing them into the back of the car. "I need to throw those in the trash." 

"Okay. I'll buy you some more." 

"I can-" 

"Shh." He raised an eyebrow. "Oh. I thought of another question I forgot to ask you the other night." 

"Oh god, you and your questions." I rolled my eyes. 

"It's not one of those questions. I'll ask you those when you're better. I'm just curious about the whole earphones whilst you work thing." 

"Oh." I chuckled. "Let me guess. You want to know what I listen to and why?" He nodded. "Grab my phone out the jacket pocket and you can put it on." I turned, moving forward so he can pull it out. He did, handing it to me to unlock I did, pressing play on the playlist and connecting it to the speaker in the car, handing it to him so he could see the full list

"There's some good songs on here." He chuckled. "Oh wow I haven't heard this in years." I giggled. 

"Yeah, they're all high energy with a good beat. They just make me feel like a bad bitch which makes it easier. But also, have you ever seen a guy get taken down by a girl in a skin tight dress, 6 inch heels and she's dancing to some pop song from 5 years ago?" I laughed as he shook his head. "It's fucking hilarious."