Chapter 21

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Zack and I put on our jackets in record timing. Christian is suddenly beside me and he pushing Zack in front of him. I look up at him, and he's still on the phone. He locks the door and throws Zack the keys.

"Zack, start up the car. Aaliyah, get in the car." Christian demands. "Yes, lock the whole entire house...5634...have them here as soon as possible."

Zack gets in the car, but I stay beside Christian.

"Aaliyah I said get in the car!" His voice begins to raise.

"No, I'm not leaving your side."

"Aaliyah, get in the damn car!" He yells at me.

"No! What part of 'I'm not leaving your side' don't you understand!" I yell back.

He's not the only one here with a loud ass mouth!

He runs his fingers in his hair, frustrated. He sighs really hard, puts his hand around my waist, and pushes me against him.

"Aww, look at you two! Hurry your asses up before I get killed!" Zack yells from in the car. Christian rolls his eyes, and walks to the front. He release me from his grip, and tries to open the front door, then the window.

"Both them are locked...ok...10minutes? Good...Keep this house locked down...lock all of the rooms as well, including the closets...make sure that you find her, and arrest her!" Christian yells at the phone, and aggressively hangs up the phone.

"Wait! My mothers necklace!" I yell, looking at the house. Christian smiles at me.

"I thought you might of needed it. I put it in your jacket before I left. Along with your phone." I hug him tight around his neck, and kiss him hard taking his breath away.

This man is full of surprises.

I turn around to see Zack drive the car to the front.

"I could of died, and you guys are in the front making out! Both of you are something else!" Zack yells. I get in the car and slide into the passenger seat.

"Zack get in the back." Christian demands.

"No! I want to drive!" Zack pouts, making me giggle. Christian scowls at him. "Fine. Fine." Zack puts his hands up in defense and Christian gets in the drivers seat with a smile on his face.

"You always get your way, don't you?" I ask.

"That's why they call me grey, baby. You know, you always get your way too."

"And soon they will be calling me Mrs.Grey." Christian laughs, and Zack laughs sarcastically.

"We can drop Zack by Colette's house, and switch with her car." I say.

"That sounds good." Christian replies.

Colette was only 10 minutes away, and I don't think that the woman knows where she is. Zack should be ok there for now.

"Hey! Can both of you do me a favor. Stop moaning and groaning every other night. Most people like sleep." Zack teases. I giggle.

"I don't know what your talking about." Christian says smirking in the rear view mirror.

"Oh Christian...Stop...Yes, baby! Yes...Christan! Please!" Zack says mimicking us. Christian and I both start bursting out laughing.

"Does it annoy you that bad?" Christian asks.

"Yes!"

"Then maybe next time we should be even louder."

"Well good thing I won't be here to hear it." Zack mumbles.

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