Meeting the Gangleader

Chapter 10

*Brittany's P.O.V*

I sat in his car singing along to Superbass, when he suddenly pulled his car in to a parking spot.

I looked over at him confused.

"Where are we?"

He just smirked and got out of the car.

Then he walked around the car and opened the door for me.

"Thank you." I say, happily.

He smiles at me, then takes my hand in his, walking towards the building.

I can't help but to notice how our hands fit together perfectly. W

here are we? What if he's a rapist and he's taking me here to rape and murder me? I don't even know him very well. Why do I trust him so much?

I clear my thoughts and continue walking.

Well, I have been on like 3 dates with him now. I don't think he would really do that. I really trust him actually. I know that he's a good guy.

As we approach the building, I notice it's a brick building, and only one floor.

He releases my hand and walks over to the door, and pushes it open.

"After you," He says.

I walk in ahead of him, and all I can see is a dimly lit hallway leading deeper into the building.

The deeper it gets, the darker it gets.

I stand still and look back at him, scared to walk first.

He laughs and starts walking, grabbing my hand as he passes me.

I instantly feel butterflies invade my stomach.

We walk for a couple of minutes, passing by a couple doors.

Finally, he stops, and looks at me with a mischievous look.

He opens the door, and pushes me in to the room.

As I walk in, I feel my jaw drop.

There's nothing in the room, except a big blanket, a projector, and some pillows.

I look over at him and smile from ear to ear. He smiles back.

"So, I had one of my wo- uhm... One of my... Friends... Do some research. Your favorite movie is PS. I Love You, right?"

I nod my head slowly.

"Yeah. How'd he find that out?"

He just smiles mischievously.

"I have my ways, sweetie. I told you I had connections. Anyways, I bought Ps. I Love You, and set up a projector. Wanna watch it?"

I smile excitedly.

"Of course I wanna watch it!"

No one has ever done anything this sweet for me!

I drag him over to the blanket and lay down, fluffing a pillow to lay on, so I won't strain my neck.

He lays beside me, and I snuggle closer to him.

He leans slightly over me and I feel my heart race.

His cologne hits me and I take a breath, loving the smell of it.

He clicks a button on the projector, and the movie starts playing on the white wall across from us.

I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

He runs his hand up and down my side, slowly, making me feel safe.