Dangerous [A BAD BOY ROMANCE]

16

--gray pov--

I place Teagan's almost limp body in the passenger side of my car and buckle up her seatbelt. I can't explain how angry I am at the moment, but I try my best to contain myself for her sake. I know that it'll be better to deal with Luca and Maddie tomorrow, but that doesn't stop me from gripping the steering wheel extremely tightly as I begin to drive the car. I look over at Teagan beside me, who seems to be staring out of the window, I can tell she's trying to remain conscious and alert but based on the droopy look in her eyes, and her inability to stand up straight, I know it's difficult for her.

"I'm sorry." She mutters quietly. My eyes immediately widen.

"What on earth are you sorry for? You've done absolutely nothing wrong." I rush, trying to reassure her that she's not at fault for this situation.

"You told me not to run to you." Her voice comes out so quietly that I barely hear her, but I feel a pain wash over me when I recall what I'd said to her a couple of weeks ago.

"I didn't mean that T. You know I didn't mean that. I care about you." I tell her as gently as possible. When I said that I was angry. I was angry at her for telling me we couldn't be together but I was angrier that she was right. I feel a pit in my stomach thinking about what could've happened to her if she'd listened to me and not come to me tonight because I do care about her. A lot. And I don't know what that means, but at this moment it means getting her to a safe spot. For that reason, I pull into the long driveway that leads to my house. I park my car in the driveway where it sits alone and turn off the car, hearing the sound of the loud engine die down. Teagan is still resting her head against the window as I open the driver's side door and walk around to her side. I carefully support her weight as I pull her out of the car and into my chest.

"T?" I try and get her attention. She flutters her eyelids a bit before looking up at me groggily. I look down at her. "We're gonna go inside okay?" She nods a bit and looks around, trying to take in her surroundings, but it's pretty much useless for her state. "We're at my house," I answer the question I know she wants to ask, but can't form the words to. I pick her up again and carry her into the large front door before heading up towards my room. It's the only room on the top floor, so it takes me a second to reach the white door, but I do, finally, and walk inside with Teagan still in my arms. 

GRAY'S BEDROOM

I lay her down on top of my grey comforter and stand up, stretching my back a little, until I hear some movement underneath me. I look down to see Teagan, unbuttoning her pants?

"Woah Woah Woah, what're you doing?" I panic and grab her hands in mine. 

"They're uncomfortable." She replies nonchalantly. I realize what she means and turn around quickly, grabbing a pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt from my closet for her to change into. 

"Um, here," I say as I shove the clothes in her direction and then turn back around.

"Help me." I hear her squeak from behind me.

"Wha-What?" I feel a blush creep into my cheeks. I'm normally more confident around girls, but something is different tonight. Nonetheless, I peek behind my back at Teagan laying on the bed fumbling with her black tank top.

"It's not a big deal Gray. Just help." Her words are insanely slurred, and I immediately feel bad at how out of it she is, so I follow her instructions. I turn her over easily and unbutton her jeans before sliding them down her legs and throwing them on the ground. I'd be lying if I say that I'm not taking notice of how perfect her legs look right now, but I try to ignore them while I slip the black sweatpants I'd grabbed from closet onto her. I then grab the bottom of her tank top and pull it over her head. I can't help but cringe at the still dark bruises littered around her stomach, but when I notice how her hair falls down smoothly over her shoulders and her lacy bralette I blush for what feels like the hundredth time tonight. Again, I try to ignore my testosterone and slip my grey hoodie over her.

"That really wasn't how I imagined you undressing me for the first time." She mumbles and I smile at her comment, happy that she still has a sense of humor. 

"Yeah, me either, believe it or not." A small grin forms on her lips.

"I'll be right back," I tell her before walking to my closet and throwing on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. I make my way back to the bed and see Teagan still laying down. Her eyes fluttering as she looks around slightly. "Do you want help getting under the covers?" I take her lack of movement to do it herself as a yes and pull the comforter out from under her before pulling them back up over her and putting a pillow underneath her head. "Alright, are you all good do you think?" I ask her, about to go sleep in the guest room. Her eyes open wider.

"Don't leave." I feel a pit form in my stomach at her tone. She seems scared and upset, and even if I know that staying with her will make this whole situation even worse, there's no way in hell I can leave. I don't respond as I walk to the other side of the room and flip the light switch, allowing darkness to engulf the entirety of my bedroom, and climb into bed beside Teagan. Without thinking about it I wrap her up in my arms and pull her into my chest. She faces toward me, her head resting on my outstretched arm, and I wrap my other arm around her back protectively. I feel her relax against me as I place a small peck on the top of her head.

"I'm not going anywhere." I finally reply as her breaths get progressively deeper.