The Boy Next Door//Bad Boy

Lets go

I ran out of the room and into his, where he was getting his box. His little box. The one he had used the night he kissed me for the first time.
"Shawn stop"
He looked up at me, he looked empty. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, he looked like he was going out of his mind and no one could do anything about it.
"Shawn can you tell me why you seem so empty and so guilty please, I'm literally begging you to talk to me.
At that moment I put everything behind, the fact that he had lied to me was very far in my mind. I had to concentrate on Shawn..I know what he did wasn't right and that he shouldn't have lied to me. He needs me right now and I need to be there for him, I can be mad at him later. I just need to help him.
"I love you, I broke my own rule and now, people want me and my gang dead, actually, they want you dead. This is all my fault, they won't stop. They'll go after your whole family just to hurt the both of us, and then they'll kill you. "
His voice was shaking and he teared up.
I took his little box and put three everything in it away, I sat beside him and rubbed his back a little. I could feel his body untense and he calmed down.
"Shawn I'm going to be fine, and what rule are you talking about?"
He sighs and let's out a little sob.
"I made up a rule, that the boys in my gang can't date anyone. I really thought I could keep that rule up I mean, I've never loved anyone before I met you, that's when everything changed. That's when one of my gang members got mad, he knew I loved you. That's how your mom got stabbed, he stabbed her, but don't worry he got a punishment. Now he's after you, I think-"
That was so much to learn in only a few minutes, my whole world is completely changed. I can feel the anger rise inside of me, but now its just really not the time to explode. He could break although I know he's a strong man, I know he can over come me, he can over come my death..wait..did I just say that? Is Shawn really going to let me get killed? No he won't. Hell protect me.
"what do you think"
I try to say in a soothing voice but fail because he just looks at me and tries to think, think about how he could answer my question. This must be a difficult question to answer.
"There's a party tonight, you have to come with me."
His eyes get dark and half a smirk appears on his face. What the frick.
"Sure, what kind of party?"
He laughs and gets up, then looks down at me, which kinda scared me, how can he be so bipolar, a second ago he was sad and almost shaking and now he looks bad and he looks just fine.
"A gang type of party"
I wonder that that means, knowing that gangs mostly sell drugs and kill people and just I have no idea. There's probably going to be loud music, alcohol, and drugs.
"O..okay"
He sees the fear in my eyes and becomes a little softer with me..
"The only reason we're going is that, it's all the allies gangs together and I absolutely need to be there since I'm one of the leaders. AND because Nash wants to kill you, so you can't stay here alone..."
He pauses.
"We're going shopping we have to buy you a dress."
I frown and we get up. I have to go to my house before we leave, my mom must be wondering where I've been..
We walk over to my house and my mom is just cooking dinner, there's three plates on the table so that means she knew that Shawn and I were coming. Although we had to get ready for the party, we decided we'd stay for dinner because my mom had worked hard to make it.
"Mmm Mrs this is so good, as always"
My mom smiles at Shawn and he smiles back, we could really tell my mom appreciated Shawn. And I could tell that Shawn was making it a purpose to make her like him. He wants her to trust him with me, that's it. We finished dinner and thanked my mom. I took another quick shower, it's like if I thought that the shower would wash all the recent events away. But it didn't. Of course it didn't. I'll just bare until after the party, then I'll be able to be mad.
We get to a store, called Victoria secret and I'm pretty sure they don't sell dresses here (im trying to be funny *fails*).
He picks out a few black lace bras and pairs of undies, which look nice, I needed new things anyway. The things all fit, Shawn didn't ask me to come out the cabin to see or anything, he must know he'll see it later...did I really just say that? No I didn't . We get out of the store and Shawn pays a 300$ bill. I kept telling him it was too much and that he shouldn't pay it, but he kept arguing and making me remember he sells drugs and kills for living. Which kinda made me cringe but doesn't make me guilty for him spending money on me. I mean, it's not like he did honest work for the money, maybe he did earn it for "working hard" although I highly doubt Shawn is the one who does all the dirty work since he has so many gang members he can just summon anytime. Anyway, we go to a fashion store, very expensive, they sow the dresses at the store, the lowest price for a dress is 500$ and I think they can go up to 3000$ which is more than a lot. Never in my life would I be able to pay that for a dress. He had that kind of money at the tip of his fingers. He looks so humble. How can such a humble man have that much money?
One dress catches my attention and he sees instantly and asks the lady to unpin it so I could try it on.
It's a light blue dress, kind of short, but it's gorgeous. Wait, if this is just a party why is he buying me such a high quality and expensive dress?
"Shawn why are you buying this kind of dress when it's just a part-"
He shushed me by putting his lips on mine, it took me a while to kiss back. I didn't want to, well it's hard to say. Wait...yes deep down, there's this urge and addiction to the butterflies his kisses procure me, but at the same time, I am mad at him. I still kiss him.
He pulls apart and smiles.
"Gang parties are expensive ones, they happen in mansions and only a few people are there, like about 30 and it's very fancy, basically all the important people of gangs are there and we want to leave a good impression. I'll be wearing a tux" he smirks and smiles, I don't see him smile when he's not around me, I love that he feels that way with me. It makes me feel special. It makes me feel like I'm the only girl in the world.
He buys the dress and we head back to his black mustang. We drive back home and he leaves his hand on my thigh the whole time.
Why does this not effect me? Why am I not that mad at him? Why am I not scared of him? Truth is, I think I like danger and action. I like drama. I like trouble and the people who causes it. We all do, people like bad boys. I got one by my side.
We got home and all the boys were in tux. Damn Matthew looked so good actually, once again he winked at me. Shawn got upstairs and got changed into an appropriate outfit. He went into the garage where different cars were parked. There was a white Porsche, he decides that's the car were taking out tonight. All the boys get into two white range rovers but Shawn and I get the Porsche.
"Wow Shawn is this yours"
He smiles.
"Everything is mine"...
We arrive at the party and as soon as Shawn gets in he takes alcohol. That's exactly when I know things are going to get bad..