"Sam."
"Kyla."
We stared at each other for a few seconds then I said the same thing I had told those goons.
"Sam I'm not telling you the brand of my hair dye! Give up already!"
He laughed, wiping his eyes soon afterwards. I looked at him sideways. Was what I said really that funny? I totally meant it to be honest.
"Silly little Kyla." His looked at me, an evil glint in his eyes. "You know I don't want your damn hair dye! I want something else. Though I must say, I like the color."
I frowned, this guy was making zero sense.
"What do you mean you don't want my hair dye?! I mean, at first I'm watching TV next thing I know I'm with stuck in a straitjacket being punched by some dude. What the f.uck?"
He only chuckled.
"I don't want your hair dye secrets. I think you know what I want."
I tilted my head to the side. What the hell is he talking about?!
"Look Sam I have no f.ucking idea what you're talking about!"
He looked at me as if he was going to kill me. He closer. He put his hand on the sides of the chair and said,
"Has anyone ever told you that you've got pretty eyes?"
Sam licked his lips and leaned in, making me scrunch my eyebrows in disgust. OH SH.IT HE'S GOING TO KISS ME! Hell to the no! All of a sudden he stopped, looking into my eyes. I was glad but that only lasted a few seconds. Without any kind of warning he cupped my cheek, pulling my face closer to his.
A millisecond before our lips connected I threw myself backwards, falling down along with the chair. I grunted. My back hurt but it was better thank kissing that a.sshole.
Sam tsked.
"You really shouldn't have done that."
Then the door was busted open. I saw a face that seemed slightly familiar. I had seen this boy once before, probably in one of Marzia's conferences or something.
"Hey guys it's Kyle!"
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Youtuber Gang Wars [AU]
AcakIn a world where famous Youtubers are gang leaders with subscribers to do their bidding, a young girl named Kayla manages to get into CutiePieMarzia's inner circle. Follow her through a journey filled with friendship, betrayal, and perhaps potential...