The Gang Leaders Fall In Love

No talking, just dance

Dedicatedflower63

Hellllllloooooooo New York! No for real. Hello new york. Okay, I don't know what I'm talking about. Anyone from New York? Anyone? Anyway... off topic.... I know I hadn't updated for like a week but I didn't get any votes *cries quitely in the corner* but you know what... I don't care. I was messaged by a reader who wanted me to update and I did... so this chapter is dedicated to..... *drum roll *

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"You bastards! Out of all the people in the world you just had to choose him! I should have known! How could I be so stupid!? Ugh, wait till after this shit you two are going to get it! Fucking bastards"

Again.... don't ever trust men.. You see, we're at the party thing. Yeah two weeks have passed and it's that thing we've planned for...

It was going fine and dandy. Tyler and Cole's dates came and they seemed good enough. I was in a nice navy blue dress that was strapless. It hugged my chest and waist and flowed down to my feet with a slit in the right leg. I put on some nice black heels, added make up and jewlery, did my hair, and poof, I looked like royalty. Aside from the fact I had a gun in my inner right thigh.

Anyways, I was going down the stairs the doorbell rang and the boys rushed to get it. Once I reached the door where no one opened it because the boys were fighting like 5 year olds. I smacked them both on the back of their heads making them immediately stop.

I opened the door, expecting to see my date to the dance. But to only see one and only... Ricky Parker. In a suit. Grinning at me like a fool. So I did the only thing I could muster up to do.

I slammed the door in his face. And that's were it brings me back to my telling rant.

The boys pour and put their head downs. I let out a groan if frustration.

"Let's go. We're gonna be late." I finish off my rant. They look up completely shocked and then at each other then back at me.

"Did she smoke a little weed?" Tyler asks in a whisper, while I'm still looking at him. I snort unattractively and roll my eyes. I twirl around and open the door to see Ricky walking away, running his hands through his hair.

"Ricky! Wait up!" I call after him.

He turns around, looking annoyed, upset, and hopeful? I then notice his tie is loose around his neck and his white shirt unbuttoned. I pick up my dress a bit and speed walk towards him. Once I reached him, I realized I got closer to him than I wanted too. I look up to see him looking down at me intensely. My breath hitches. Those beautiful eyes. I bite back the urge to run my hands through his hair. I clear my throat and look down fidgeting with my finger and biting my lip.

"Come to the ball with me." I whisper hoarsely. I still didn't look up at him, too nervous, too scared. His finger and thumb grips my chin not to hard were it would hurt. He forces me to look at him.

"I would love to go." He whispers back. I smile a bit. I place my hands on his chest. What am I doing? This wasn't suppose to happen. But can't you feel those mu- nope. Don't go there Raven!

I button up his shirt and fix his tie. As I am, he grips my waist. I get closer to his ear.

"By the way, your still an asshole, don't think this changes anything between us." I whisper in his ear pulling away from him, patting him in the chest and strutting away..