When Devils Smile

Sixteen

I walk to the club today since my stupid bike decided to have popped tires. It's dark out, there's a few stars above me and I stare up at them. Not looking where I'm going I bump into someone, I look up and step back. "Watch where you're going" a guy says and I raise a brow at his attitude.

"You're the one who bumped into me" I say back and cross my arms, the guy is my size. I could take him.

He snorts at that, a pissed look crossing his face that I feel giddy over. I watch his fingers curl into fists, "excuse you?" He questions and I smile.

"See that's a polite way to ask" I grin and walk past him, banging my shoulder into his. It pisses him off, big time, I know this as he grabs my shoulder and pulls me back. Once I'm in front of him he hits me dead in the face. He has a powerful punch but as he hits me again I grin, blood trickling from my nose- seeping through the small gaps in my teeth.

"Oh, you're dead" I scoff before grabbing him and headbutting him, I do it again and I hear a crack. I chuckle as he grabs his nose with wide eyes but soon he's charging at me like a freaking bull.

He drops me to the ground and pounces on me, punching and punching. I spit out at the side of me and it's red, I hit him back until he falls off of me. I stand up quick and kick him in his stomach, he bends over with a groan and clutches it. I grin down and him and hear I honk of a car, as I look up im distracted so he grabs my jacket and smashes me against the wall of the club.

"Foul play," I cough out.

Clentching my eyes as I see stars and when I open them he's spitting unheard words at me, I smile as he starts to hit me again. But before he can get two hits in a figure is standing in front of me.

It's Devon, I shake my head at that and he grabs the guy's wrist. He pulls the guy close to him, "get lost before security comes out" he tells him and nods at the doors oepning. The guy looks between me and Dev and makes the wise idea of leaving, Devon turns to me and sighs.

Looking at me from head to toe as I lean down and spit some blood out, I wipe my nose with my sleeve and watch him. How he stands and his mannerisms, how his hands are in his pockets and how he's looking at me. I notice the way his hair falls in front of his eyes and I bite my lip as I nearly reach out and tuck it away. I clentch my eyes closed and hit my head on the wall.

I sigh, "fuck" looking up to the sky for a moment I look back down at Devon who's closer. I shake my head at that, "don't" Devon gives me a look, raising a brow.

"Don't what?" He says, innocently tilting his head with furrowed brows, he says it with a husky silky voice that does something to me- something it shouldn't. I hate this, I hate this.

"Stop doing that" I shake my head and he steps closer but I put my hand up, resting it against his chest. Wanting to push him away at the same time of wanting to pull him in, "stop saving me" I whisper and he steps even closer. His hand comes up and I watch it do so, it rests on my cheek and I almost lean into in.

Confused as to what he's doing I stay quiet, letting it happen. His thumb brushes against my lip and when he pulls away it's red, "but you're bleeding" he says it like its a joke as it comes as a whisper.

I glance around before shaking my head and finally pushing him away, "why are you always here?" He looks above me and smirks slightly.

"I like to drink" he shrugs lazily and I roll my eyes, getting annoyed by the second at his antics.

"I meant why are you always around, near me. Wherever I am you're there, why?" He stays quiet before stepping back.

"I can go if you want?" He questions but it doesn't seem like he's going to take any answer for an actual answer, "do you hate me again?" He asks and I scoff.