My Mafia King (under major editing)

7.

Ian's pov
I walked away after telling her she's cute when she blushes.

I have NO filter!!!

What am I doing, ugh.

While I mentally face palm, I go talk to Mark

I told him her address and we talked about what we were gonna do.

I think we should go there and beat the shit out of him. I wanna snap his neck for the things he did to Crystal. Just thinking of it makes my blood boil.

She's so kind and innocent. I can't imagine what she had to go through, she deserves better. When did I get so soft?

When did I start caring?

Why do I care?

She's just some girl. I've slept with tons of chicks but, the way she looks up at me with those big green eyes...I don't know. 

She's just...Special.

I don't know anything about her, I should get to know her. But I don't wanna rush her into telling me things.

Ugh I wish this was easier.

Crystal's POV
I walked back to the room next to Ian's, still blushing profusely, and sat down on the bed I was supposed to sleep on last night.

Ugh. What am I doing.

HE IS DANGEROUS

I waist he wasn't so sweet and adorable. And If he wasn't good looking this would be half as difficult.

Ha I'm so shallow, I don't know anything about him and yet I get so flustered.

When he wraps his arms around me I feel safe. I've never felt safe before.

I wanna get to know him, but at the same time, I'm kinda scared.

Ugh. I sigh and hop off the bed. I'm bored, why not snoop around the room. I found a note pad and a pencil and I love to draw so let's go.

I couldn't think of what to draw so I sat down on the bed again and looked at the paper and then thought about Ian. His face is so angelic and pretty.

Is it weird I think he's pretty in a rustic, no rustic isn't the right word, more like bad boyish.

I start to draw Ian. I drew his perfect jaw line, his beautiful eyes, and his this lips that looked so kissable and NO NO NO DAMMIT CRYSTAL YOUR DOING IT AGIAN.

I kept drawing till I was done and decided I was gonna take a nap I mean there's nothing better to do.

I curl up in the sheets feeling so warm till sleep over took me.

Ian's pov
I went into crystal's room and saw her curled up asleep in the bed. She looks so cute, I'm going soft, I can't let anybody else know tha- hey what is this.

I pick up the notebook off the end of her bed and look at the drawing. It's me, she drew me, I don't know weather to feel creeped out or complimented.

I feel a little bit of both I guess. She's sits up and rubs her eyes. And the sees me standing at the end of her bed. Oh shit I must look like a creep. Say something, say something...

"Hi"

Really that's all you could come up with.

"Umm hi" She says then sees that I'm holding the notebook. She blushes.