dangerous • g.d

seven

gabriel :

"can i talk to you ?" someone taps my arm. i turn around to see one of the motherfuckers . i put on an 'what the fuck do you want ?' expression .

it's one of the new twins that joined the school.
"look , i don't know why you think i hate you , but i don't . i don't even know you. i have a feeling you hate me because i'm hanging out with those people , but trust me , i think they're jerks. " he slightly laughs at the end.

he's playing he's playing he's playing he's playing i try to convince myself but the thing that slips out of my tongue is "wow"

"you hate me right ?" he asks , nervousness clear in his voice.

"um ... ye- no. i hate the people you hang out with. i never got the time to know you , so i thought you were just like the motherfuckers."

i take a second and think about what i just said , yes it's true. i thought he was just like the motherfuckers , but me and sam never got to know the twins. we just assumed that they were like them.

maybe we could give them a chance ?

"motherfuckers ?" he grins.
"we call them that " i simply reply.
"so , why do you hate them ?"
"i can't tell you that right now , its a huge thing and i want sam to know i'm telling you before i do"
he nods understanding.

"so why did you come up to me ?" i ask.
"uh , i kinda need your help" he scratches the back of his neck.

"with what ?" why would he need my help ? what with ?
"i wanna like ... um know sam more" he says awkwardly half smiling .

my brotherly instincts take the best of me and i immediately become over protective. a million thoughts run through my mind.

"why ?"
"what happened ?"
"do you like her ?"
"i swear to god if you hurt her i'm killing you"
"grayson i'm serious"

"chill , i kinda like her , but she pushes me away each time i go near her. she thinks that im just like them. and i promise i won't hurt her" he blabbers.

i calm down a bit , i take a deep breath .
"what do you wanna know ?"

"everything "
"thanks for the help grayson"
he laughs.

"let's start with the little things .
first of all , she hates being called samantha , she prefers sam. if you ever happen to date her , you need to take her to mcdonald's often . oh , and i'll come too , whether you like it or not."
he nods .

"she's funny , she may doesn't seem like it . but that side of her is shown to only some people , if she acts all chill and passes jokes here and there around you , it means she is comfortable around you or trusts you."

"she hates make up. don't ever buy her that , she isn't down for the cliché stuff , she likes different stuff , just get creative. take her somewhere out at 2 a.m, she'd want that than a date at a fancy resta-"

"woah she's just like me" he interrupts smiling.
"continue..." he quietly says after noticing the death glare i shoot at him.

" so , as i was saying , she loves tea ,  hates coffee , loves doing dangerous and risky shit that might get her killed . "

"okay , tell me more " he tells me , he seems pretty interested.

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"that's it. but i swear to god if you hurt her , like even this much" i stop and create a little shape with my fingers.
"you're dead grayson"

"don't worry i won't"

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hi.

i didn't update last tuesday,  so i'll be double updating . the next chapter will be uploaded in like 15 min. 😁

and dude , the whole chapter's in gabe's p.o.v . wow.

vote if you like this chapter.

peace ✌