What did you Expect?

Guns and Ron Weasley

My deepest apologies
I am truly sorry. It's been over a month since the last update, however, it is not my fault. Wattpad decided that they wouldn't let me post anything. You know the e-mail verifying thingy. Yeah, I never got sent the link I was supposed to get to verify that it's still me. I even made three other ones, even a yahoo, so you can see that I really really tried. So, I ended up reaching out to Wattpad support, where a lovely angel, Michael, spent one fucking week to manually confirm my e-mail. Chapter 16 has been ready since like two days after chapter 15 came out. So anyways, here we are. Thought you all deserved an apology.

Han's POV
I was still working on the mustang when my phone rang again. I couldn't help the smile forming on my face as i thought about jenny calling me, but to my surprise it wasn't jenny. Reiko's name lit up the screen and my smile fell apart. It was hard to admit but i was looking forward to talking to her, and her so called boyfriend. I must admit that i was looking forward to seeing who this was, or more honest, if he was better looking than me. I am aware of my appearance, and the effect i have on woman. Jenny had managed to poke a hole in my self-esteem though. I brushed my hair again and picked up the phone. "yes" i said as i answered. Suddenly all i could hear was screaming, yelling and a hysterical Reiko screaming and crying into the phone. "Han, you need to come right now" Reiko was almost begging me. "Calm down Reiko, what the hell is going on?" she was beginning to worry me now. "Jenny came to school and saw Morimoto beating up Twinkie" She sounded completely desperate. As soon as she mentioned Jenny's name i could feel my heartbeat raising and my breath shortening. "Reiko tell me what is happening right now" i said stern while jogging to my Mazda, jumping in and starting the car.

"Jenny's making him very angry Han" she sounded scared, Morimoto scares Reiko. And he scares her for good reason too. I made a hard right turn while pulling the handbrake making the car drift fast and smooth past the sidewalk, making the tiers squeak. "I'm almost there, where in the parking lot are you?" i asked her trying to hide how stressed i was. All i got back was screaming, hysterical screaming. "He has a knife, he's going to stab Jenny" she full on cried now. Reiko was a very emotional girl, but i have never heard her cry like this before. I stepped the pedal down to the metal; the sweat had begun dripping from underneath my hairline and anger filled me to the brim. That crazy boy was going to stab her. Was he out of his fucking mind. I took a left and suddenly i was in the school's parking-lot. I hung up the phone and stopped the car so fast that the empty bags of chips and gummy bears flew everywhere. I continued to unbuckle my seatbelt and slammed the door closed. The circle of people around the scene was so big that i couldn't even get a glimpse of Jenny or Morimoto.

I started shoving people away, once they saw who i was, they begun moving, letting me pass more easily. Halfway through the crowd i heard jenny yelling: "you don't even have the nuts to come close to me, how the fuck are you supposed to fucking shank me?". Then she started laughing like a maniac. It sounded like she was having the time of her life. Then she added: "just go back to your owner. You truly are useless without your master, Mr. Timberlake telling you what to do". The crowd went silent and i stopped for a moment. What the fuck is she doing. She's really trying to kill herself. I cursed lowly to myself as I started pushing through the crowd more desperately. By now the silence was beginning to be replaced with whispers. I could see the top of Morimoto's head and parts of jenny. Then i saw his hand holding the purple knife. Reiko wasn't kidding. The crazy bastard was actually planning to stab her, and she's crazy enough to dare him to do it. I reached the front of the line just in time to hear Morimoto screaming before launching himself at Jenny.

Jenny's POV
Just when the motherfucker was about to jump me over with his purple princess butterknife, Han jumped in. Morimoto somehow managed to stop mid-air just as Han pulled at a gun. WTF, no what in the nutsacks of Satan is going on. How did Han even get here, and why the fuck does mans have a gun. "Han" Morimoto said taking another step away from Han. "Put the knife down Morimoto, before i tell on you to Takashi" he said before he waved him away with the gun. Morimoto didn't react at first. "well are you going to shoot him or wave around with that thing like a wand there Ron Weasley?" i crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow. "This is not over gajin" Morimoto uttered through gritted teeth while leaving the parking-lot with the rest of the backup-dancers. "Try me you little shit, fucking asshat" I rolled me eyes and got eye-contact with a very scary looking angry Han, shoving his gun down his trousers. I felt my heartbeat raise, and so i did the only thing i could think about. "Why the fuck do you have a gun?"

He just looked at me for a second. "that's private" he said before gripping my arm and dragging me out of the circle. I tried ripping his hand from mine, but he didn't even adjust his grip. Mans hands were looking fine as hell at this moment, but i can't let that distract me. "Jenny what the hell are you doing" he said bending down hissing it in my face. "Well i came to introduce him to your crew when i saw Morimoto about to start beating the shit outta twinkie" i stopped for a moment letting my eyes meet his overreacting angry dark ones. "what was i supposed to do?" i asked him, giving him my best puppy-eyes, batting my lashes a little bit extra. "couldn't your boyfriend at least, do it?" he asked me like superduper angry. Then i started laughing again. Oh this day was just getting better and better. "boyfriend?" i said between the laughs, "i don't have no boyfriend" i managed to calm myself a bit more down so that we could continue. "Han, I'm here with my brother" i said calmy. He looked shocked and a tiny blush was creeping in on his face. His hand let og of mine and disappeared down his pockets. "that was my appointment that i forgot about" i said. This made his eyes soften up a little bit.

"ohh" he said looking down, his blush still showing. This made me smirk. Almost looked like "the" Han was jealous. "did he arrive just now?" he asked me. It seemed like some of the anger was gone now, NOT everything, but some of it."Ømm, no. He actually arrived before me". I couldn't hold eye-contact anymore. I looked down at my shoes and inspecting my acrylics. "what" he said giving me a confused look. "he actually arrived before me" i said giving him an apologetic look. I know i should have told him, but how the fuck was i supposed too. Telling Reiko and Twinkie was one thing. But telling Han was different. It wasn't the same. How could i tell him? Am i supposed to og like: hi Han, this is my younger brother, he has cancer so i came to see him in case he dies? Hell to the naw. I am not doing that. He looked at me with a truly confused expression, before anger started leaking out again. "his sick, okey" i said turning around waving to Filip, who was sitting in the passenger seat, probably playing subway surfers. Han grabbed me again and turned me around so that we were face to face again. His dark brown eyes piercing my green ones. "What do you mean sick?" The hand around my wrist tightened, and he cocked his brow up. "cancer" i said.

He just stood there looking at me. I knew this would happen; it always happens. The pity looks, the laying the hand over mine and crooking the head towards one shoulder. I just do not understand at all why they pity me, im not the sick one. Im not the one endangered to dying an early painful horrible slow death. "he's being treated here in Tokyo, he wasn't doing so, em, well, so i took a break from school and jumped on the first flight here." until now my eyes had been glued to my shoelaces, but Han's big veiny unbelievable hot hands grabbed my chin. His thumb brushed over my lips as he tilted my chin up. Our eyes instantly connected, and he shoved a few hair strand behind my ear with his other hand. "Jenny, why didn't you tell me?" he looked hurt in a way. "i don't know". Lie. I didn't want to. as much as it pained me to admit, it had felt so fucking amazing being able to forget it. Just for a few hours, just for a short while, to just live normal and not wanting to puke all the time out of worry and raw sadness. Han was still looking at me, still holding my chin, his thumb still resting on my bottom lip. I swear to every fucking god ever that i could stay like this forever. "Jennyyy"