Shawn's POV:
now i just wanted to rip this ian kid to pieces. how could anyone have the guts to take advantage of a girl like that? i just don't understand.
"ariana, i'm so sorry." i said and stopped to wipe her cheek off.
"i won't let him get near you, promise." i said and grabbed her hand.
i felt her squeeze it tightly as we came around the corner to see the guys, and who must be ian. i figured it was him because of ariana's reaction. she immediately looked furious.
the guy had nash pinned on the ground, as noodle arms matt tried pulling him off of him.
"stay here.." i said to ariana.
i ran to the guy and got him in a head lock as i pulled him off of nash. ian stood up quickly, he was definitely a tough guy, but nothing about him scared me at all. he was probably a little under six feet, leaving me with the taller advantage.
he went to swing at me, but i back away, then punched him in the nose. he covered his face as he looked up at me.
"that wasn't a good idea." he said trying to sound intimidating.
he hit me in the jaw, i wasn't expecting that.
i stood there holding my jaw that feels as if it could be dislocated. he soon punched me in the stomach, causing me to fall to the ground.
i looked over at ariana, she was panicking and crying. and before i knew it, she ran over to ian, giving him a hard punch to the jaw, knocking him out.
holy shit.
i sat there wincing in pain, as she ran over holding her fingers.
"i kinda hit him harder than i thought i would." she laughed and looked over at him, blood was trailing from his nose, down to the pavement.
matt and nash were standing there, but where did cameron go?
i don't know.
ariana pulled my shirt up, revealing my newly bruised abs.
"i'm so sorry that happened." she said as she trailed her finger tips along my torso, leaving me with goosebumps everywhere.
"you're turning me on, stop." i said with a laugh.
she laughed as she pulled my shirt back down.
"you are horrible.." she said and helped me up.
"sure can be." i said and grabbed her hand.
we walked over to nash, who didn't have a single wound on him.
"are you ok?" she asked him.
"perfectly fine, he tried to hit me once but i dodge it and punched him in the nose. then he pushed me on to the ground like a little bitch and pinned me there. luckily you guys showed up soon, because matt and his scrawny self was NO help." he said and started laughing.
"now now nash.." matt said and rolled his eyes.
we laughed and said our goodbyes.
i needed to get home and clean myself up.
we got in the house, and ariana took me straight to the bathroom and grabbed the first aid kit.
she wiped the blood off of my face and hands. she took a rubbing alcohol pad and wiped the cut on my nose, making me flinch and grab her wrist, a little too tight.
"ouch." she said and flinched.
"i'm so sorry, it was just a nervous reaction i guess." i said lightly rubbing her wrist where i had caused pain.
"it's fine." she laughed.
she pulled my hoodie and shirt off, revealing my bare torso. i kept catching her staring, which made me laugh to myself.
"ok um, do you want an ice pack for that?" she asked as her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
i smiled at her.
"no, it'll be fine. but thank you love." i said and kissed her forehead.
it was now 11 pm. we headed up to my room, as she plopped on my bed.
"what a day.." she mumbled into the pillows.
"honestly. its been pretty amazing though, especially since i spent it with you." i said and played with her hair.
"you're so cheesy, i love it." she laughed.
i wrapped my arms around her waist, as we stood there starring into each other's eyes. damn those eyes of hers. a beautiful emerald green, and the night light reflecting from the window leaving a sparkle in her eye.
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