The book with way too many clichés ✔

dark alley ways and the saving of a damsel not even in distress

"Nial!" I shouted out from my bed but like i expected there was no reply. He couldnt hear me over the sound of his horrible sounding music.

The grumbling in my stomach had become almost unbearable and i couldnt take it anymore.

I decided that my only cure was either a chicken burger a subway foot long a sushi or a meat lovers pizza. Actually no. I needed all of that to cure me and my hunger.

I ran down the stairs as fast as i could, trying not to fall. I ran into the kitchen and picked up nials hand bag off of the table and took out $50 then ran to the front door.

I stopped and paused for a second looking out into the dangerous dark nighr in front of me.

I bit my lip. Thinking about it.

Maybe i shouldnt leave the house, maybe its unsafe...

I almost immediately slapped myself in the face.

"Snap out of it, [your name], get a grip god darnit"

You r the main character and nothing bad EVER happens to the main character. Especially on dark nights, alone as she walks past an alarming amount of dark alley ways.

Literally.

What is up with these alley ways. Ive already walked past like ten.

"HEY" a scary voice came from behind me, making me jump in fear.

A chill crept up my spine, the hairs at the back of my neck stood up and my throat tightened all at the same time.

I turned around to see a scary looking guy sprinting at full speed after me.

Oh no! I turned around and ran as fast as my feet could take me. Which wasnt very fast. I made it at an intersection and looked left and right.

Where the hell was i gonna go omg.

To my left was an alley way and to the right was a police station.

I looked behind me and saw he was only a millimetre away from me. Omg he was gaining on me.

I looked left and right. I had no time for this. I turned left and ran as far down the alley way as i could. Maybe he wouldnt be able to find me in the dark.

Suddenly something grabbed me and pushed me into the wall roughly.

"Ewww" i was disgusted. The wall was covered in green moss or mold i couldnt tell.

"You butt!!!" i said to him.

"Whatever" he said

And once again i had no come back. I raked my mind but there was nothing supplying me with any insults.

"Take off your jacket" he said to me.

"Take it off now" his voice sounded menacing and scary and i shivered when he saw i wouldnt do it he persisted

"Take it off" he sounded aggressive.

I squinted my eyes at him and then took it off, chucking it onto the ground.

"Is that better?" He asked me "its a bloody fukn hot night tonight, i couldnt bear looking at you wearing a eskimo jumper" he explained.

I let out a sigh as i let the night air cool me down he was right It was really a bloody fukn hot night.

"Thanks for tha-"

Before i could finish the sentence a fist came out of no where sending the man flying and distracting me from completing my sentence.

I gasped, my hands covering my mouth. It was lachlan sexi. I could recognise that hair, build and booty any day.

He grabbed the man by the collar and pushed him against the wall roughly.

"NIPPLE CRIPPLE OF DEATH!" Lachlan sexi roared as he nipple crippled the poor elderly homeless man who had been leaning against the wall opposite of me. Minding his own buisness.

Yes you read right. He didnt even hit the right guy. But it was the thought that counted and i was swept away from the fact that he was protecting me. Hey you never know maybe the old man had sinister plans and was just waiting for the right time to strike.

"Stay away from her, you hear me?" He shouted at the man.

I turned back to the man in front of me. "Have yourself a good night alright" he said, winking.

"Yeah, You too" i said politely, watching him as he walked away and disappeared from the alley way.

"You sick fuk" lachlan said, then spat.

"Lachlan" i called out to him. My heart fluttering. He immediately dropped his hands from the old man and i lunged myself into his arms.

He was so romantic.