deep, dark and dangerous

its time to live

DEEP DARK AND DANGEROUS

CHAPTER 7

RYAN P.O.V

That night me and Jared decided we would go out to pizza. We walked hand in hand into the shop. Jared was the regular bad boy. He had a few tattoos showing on his arms. He has a few on his chest that I’ve seen when we were showering and when he slept without a shirt on. He has his lips pierced. I was the regular good girl. Dressed nice without boobs hanging out. I usually wore short shorts due to the weather in California. 

“I’m thinking of getting a full sleeve.” He said rubbing his hands up and down his arm. I looked at the tattoos that were already there.

“What are you gonna get?” I asked. He shrugged.

“Can I help you guys?” A man about 25 standing behind the counter asked. I wrapped my arm around Jared’s waist. 

“Can we have a medium cheese pizza and a medium fry.” Jared said.

“Yup.” The man punched the numbers into the computer. I went to grab two drinks. “And two drinks?” He questioned.

“Yes please.” I said. I offered to pay but of course Jared wasn’t going to have that. We sat down at a booth. I wanted to be as close to him as possible so we sat on the same side and cuddled while we talked. “I wanna get my belly button pierced.” I said.

“I’ll take you.” He said.

“I need my parents to take me. But you can come.” I said to him. I held his hand and played with his fingers. He lifted my chin.

“I’m sorry I hurt you.” He whispered. I looked down.

“We don’t need to talk about that.” I said. “Couldn’t you tell that I hadn’t slept very well since the last time we talked?” I asked him.

“Yeah, I could tell.” He said. I laid my head on his shoulder. I didn’t want to cry. I had had enough of crying.

“You should take me to a One Direction concert.” I said smiling up at him. He moaned.

“Do I have to?” He asked.

“It’ll make me very happy.” I said giving him pouty lips. 

“Fine.” He said.

“Okay good its this Friday.” He moaned again. 

“I thought I was going to have more time.” He said and I laughed.

“You guys can compare tattoos.” I laughed at him. 

“Will I enjoy this concert?” He asked me. 

“Ha, no.” Of course I would enjoy it, they were my heros. To be honest when I spent those nights crying I looked over at the wall of smiling boys and told myself that I needed to survive for them. Even though they had no idea who I was.

“Do you love me more than them?” I looked at him.

“Babe, you should know your limit.” I said. He laughed and then kissed me.

“I do.” He said. I wasn’t sure who I loved more. Maybe it was equal. And that’s saying a lot because I’ve never loved anyone more than I love them. The pizza came then and we both dug in eating in silence. “Damn, you were hungry.” He said.

“We didn’t eat lunch. I’m starving.” He laughed.

“I would have made you something. Your fridge is so big it scares me. Makes me feel like I’m going to fall in it and never come out.” He said. I couldn’t help the laugh that left my mouth.