Imagine someone hitting on you.
You were going back down to the comic
store once again to return another comic, jeez, how many times have you got to go back and forth?Once there, you saw Edgar and he was writing in a blue binder still wearing a red bandana.
"Umm Hey Ed." You said approaching him,
"Oh your back, how was it?" He asked, referring to the comic.
"It was umm pretty good," You say handing it back to him, "I'm here to give it back and maybe look around."
"Did you memorise our number?" He asked seriously.
"Yeah, I wrote it down on a sticky note at home." You give him the comic and he nods slightly then walks off.Not long after browsing the comics, a group of drunkards enter. You kept looking at the comics, taking no notice until you felt a painful pinch on your behind. You let out a high pitched yelp, turned around just to find one of the drunk dudes infront of you.
"Hey baabby *hic* wanna come and hav- *hic* fun with me?" He slurred.
"Uuhh n-n-no Thanks." You say attempting to walk away but only for him to grip onto your arm tightly,
"Get off of me!" You Yelled, alerting someone to sucker punch the guy in the face and making him fall into the floor.
You looked up to see Alan with nothing but anger on his face,
"Get the fuck outta here before things get real messy!" He Yelled causing the guy to get up quickly and bolt for the door.
"T-t-thanks Alan."You say whilst wiping a few tears that manage to escape. Alan notices this and brings you into hug and strokes the mark on your arm that is just beginning to redden."It's okay, hey, hey no need to cry, he's gone." He said, whilst handing you a tissue.
"When I'm here, nobody will ever hurt you." He said bringing you back into his warm embrace.
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The • Lost • boys (Discontinued)
FanfictionImagines on the vamps that don't sparkle and also the mortals. 😃 I won't do Marko or Paul because I don't want things to get over crowded, but if you want them send me a request. ❤️❤️ (Random updates, I'm extremely busy at the mojo xxx) #16 in Alan...