The Gang Leader's Partner (Completed)

Part 43/ Alternative Universe.

"I'm following the map that leads to you." - Maps,Maroon 5.

Reminder: This chapter isn't part of Hunter and Danny's story.
It's just something that had been stuck in my head,and I wanted to get it out.
This is how Hunter and Danny would meet in an alternate universe.

Enjoy.

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"Fuck."
She's going to kill me.
I slow down and try to calm my breathing before I start running again.
The pouring rain does no good to my situation whatsoever.
Being the dumbass that I am,and fell asleep at the diner,I missed my bus.

So here I am,running home,so I don't get murdered.

I still have to walk ten miles more miles until I get home,so yeah,I'm fucked.
Pardon my french.
I give up running and just wrap my arms around my wet clothes and body and walk.

What nun or saint did I kill in a past life to result in such a shitty life?
Or was I just a baby murderer?
Honestly,that's the only explanation.
A car honk jerks me out of my thoughts,as I continue walking.

It honks again,and I see that It's a black SUV, which is driving close to the sidewalk.
Is the person Honking at me?
I stop,and so does the car,after a few seconds,and a tinted window starts sliding down.

"You need a ride?" A deep voice says.
I can't really see them since It's pretty dark,but I'm sure it's a guy.
Or a woman with the deepest voice,dumbass.
"No,thanks." I reply and continue walking but he drives the car at the same speed I'm walking.

"It's cold. And there are all kinds of people out there."
"Like ones that try to lure teenage girls into their sketchy cars?"
He chuckles "Look,I'm just trying to do you a favor."

I look at the other nine miles ahead of me and bite my lip,It'll be eight by the time I get home.
"Fine. Suit yourself." He starts rolling up the window.
"Wait..." I sigh "Okay." I hear a click,and open the door,quickly getting in and closing it behind me.

I turn to thank the driver,but I guess both of us thought the same thing since our faces turn out inches apart,as we both look at each other.
The first thing going through my brain being "Blue eyes."
"Yes they are. Are you okay?" I realize that I said that out loud,and mentally slap myself.
"D-don't lock the doors." I stutter out as he frowns.

"You're gonna tuck and roll?" He asks,his lip twitching.
"I'f I have too." He shakes his head,but nonetheless obeys.
"Thank you,by the way." I add as he simply shrugs.

I take the time he's driving to look at this unknown person.
Tall. Of course that's obvious.
Dark blond. Blue eyes. Pouty lips. Muscular...
"Are you gonna keep eye-fucking me,or tell me your address?" He snaps me out of my daze.

"I was- I um...247 Francis Mine." I mumble while my cheeks heat up.
"I was just wondering where I've seen you." It's half true. He does seem familiar.
"I went to your shit-show of a high school. Graduated two years ago." He says as It hits me.

"You're one of the seniors who put the paint bomb in Hank's class." I remember the incident,Mister Hank,who looked like a bowl of skittles,was something that everyone talked about.
"The other three were my friends. How is the old bastard anyway?" He asks laughing.

"Dead," I reply "Heart attack."
"Oh." He gulps.
"Why are you out this time anyway? Your boyfriend couldn't give you a ride home?"
I scoff "Yeah,right."
"What's so funny?"

"I was at work." He stays silent the rest of the way,until we reach a stoplight.
"I remember people saying you were pretty bad. Why do this?" I mean the whole driving me.
"People talk a lot if shit. Besides,I just felt doing a kindness from the bottom of my heart."