Lili's POV
"I love you, Liliana Ava De Ville." He says with a soft smile and a longing look in his eyes as he caresses my cheek.
"I know." I grinned. "I love you, too, Ryder Blacc the Giraffe."
He gives me a devilish grin as he leans in to kiss me.
I respond to it immediately, both of us smiling in our kiss.
We pull away, chuckling.
"I'll never get tired of kissing you." He says, giving me a peck on my lips.
"Who wouldn't?" I grinned.
He wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me closer as we watch the sunset.
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We walk out of Ryder's car and to my car.
I leaned against my car and stare at him as he stares at me, both of us with a smile dancing on our faces.
"See you tomorrow, I guess?" I say and he nods.
"Or I can sneak into your room again?" He suggests making me chuckle.
"Why not?" I smirk as he leans in to kiss me.
"I'll see you later." He says and I nod.
I got in my car and pulled the window down as I wave at him and he smiles.
"Drive safely." He says.
"You too." I say and speed out of the parking lot.
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I snuck in the backdoor but unfortunately, my mum was sitting in the kitchen.
"Were you waiting for me?" I say feeling bad and she nods before ushering me to her.
I purse my lips and sat across from her.
"You don't talk to me anymore." She sighs and again I felt horrible.
"I'm sorry, mum. I just...I didn't mean to." I sigh, looking down.
"Talk to me. What's going on on your life? What happened last night?" She asks and I gulp.
"I...When I moved to England, I didn't change. As cringy as it sounds, I just found myself. I found my first love, too. But he died." I sighed.
My mum holds my hand and gives it a little squeeze.
"Well, atleast that's what I thought. He faked his own death to, I don't know, leave me or something. Now, a gang is out to kidnap or kill me and I'm dating a flipping gang leader who happens to be Kyle's bestfriend!" I blurt out.
Her eyes widen in shock as I mimick her expression once I've realised what I said.
"W-what? How the hell did I not know all of this?" She exclaims.
I shrug.
"Y-you. Are you talking about Ryder? Does Kyle know? Which gang wants to steal my foolish daughter?" My mum rambles.
I scoff but cover it up with a cough, knowing my mum's antics.
"Stupid Crushed Skulls." I say, a swear word slipping out.
"Those rascals." My mum glared at the marble countertop.
"You know them?" I ask and she nods.
"Well, kinda. But judging from your dad's comments and stories about them, I know they are as annoying pesky little things as they are said about." She huffs.
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Don't Mess With Her
Teen Fiction*Spin off to IASWAD but can be read as a stand alone.* "I care! It doesn't matter what you think. You are mine. No one else can have you but me." He says. He got closer and I smelled something that could explain everything he said. "Giraf-ryder. Sto...
