Chapter 6

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Savannah's POV

Montana told me about the whole boyfriend killing situation, that happened to be Derek. I felt bad for her because he was trying to get out the whole gang situation, he didn't like that life at all. Montana couldn't stop crying, So I held her tightly and comforted her. We watched a few movies in the living room. Then she fell asleep. So I went upstairs to sleep in my room, before making Montana comfy because she wanted to sleep there.

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Savannah Dreaming POV

"He placed his lips softly on mine before making the kiss more passionate and a bit rough. He pushed me up againts a wall, wrapping my legs around his waist. He pulled away quickly too smirk. "Wes?" "

Savannah's POV

I quickly woke up frightened, I was having a dream like that about Wesley, I usually had the confusing scary warehouse one but now it's about me kissing Wes.

I got up out of bed too shower and do the usual morning stuff. I put on a coral sweatshirt, black leggings, a grey infinity scarf and my pewter doc martens. I put my hair in a messy bun and put on mascara and blush.

I went to the kitchen to have some breakfast before school. My phone buzzed it was a text from Wesley saying he was outside. He's been picking me up to take me too school for 3 weeks now. I was happy because today was the last day of school.

I ran outside after picking up my khaki herschel backpack and getting into the car.

"You look fucking beautiful."

I blushed turning the colour of my sweatshirt. "Thanks, but I'm just dressed casual laid backish."

He giggled "you're so cute, you know that?"

I blushed for the second time.

I haven't asked Wesley about his personal life, since Keaton told me about what he does weeks ago. I planned to leave it alone, since it wasn't my business, right?

We got to school but I wasn't upset, It was the last day in this hell hole.

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Wesley's POV

School was over and I was waiting in my car for Savannah to come out. I haven't been honest with her and If I wanted her to be my girlfriend, I should. Yeah.. I really like Savannah, she's so down to earth, genuine, beautiful and daring.

Finally I seen her walk out the school, she was so beautiful and stood out of everyone else. God why am I thinking like this? I'm Wesley Stromberg, I'm not suppose to have these kinds of feelings. But with Savannah around, I couldn't control it.

"Hey" she smiled at me, getting in the car.

"Hey beautiful," She blushed, I loved the effect I had on her. "So, are you busy?" I asked

"Nope, why?"

"You'll see."

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I pulled up on top a hill, I took Savannah's hand and walked her over to the front of the car as we watched the sunset.

"Wow the sky looks beautiful."

"You do to." I said as I pulled her closer to me by her waist.

"Wes-"

"Sav-"

We both laughed.

"You go first" Savannah giggled.

"Um ok," I licked my bottom lip before continuing. "I'm not the guy who you think I am, everyone is right. I am a bad guy, sometimes I wish I wasn't but it's hard to come out this kind of life. But you make me feel like I'm a different person, not a cold hearted killer, drug dealer or thief. You make my heart that was locked up from emotion, pound it's way out it's chains. You're so beautiful Savannah and I want to call you mine," I licked my lip before holding up her chin, to face me, outling her jawline with my thumb. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

Savannah's POV

I was taking in everything Wesley was saying, every word made my heart beat faster and faster. I was the girl that needed to set Wesley free, he liked me and there's no doubt I didn't like him.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He said holding up my face staring into his eyes.

I nodded "Yes Wesley, I'll be your girlfriend." I hugged him and he wrapped his strong but comforting arms around me.

Best day ever.

Narrator POV

But what Savannah didn't know, this could change her life..

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 03, 2013 ⏰

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