The Runaway (Spot Conlon x OC)

Chapter 11

Spot POV
I chuckled watching the boys get wasted, when I noticed something quite peculiar. Race.. and some girl.. I mean I wasn't surprised that he was being dragged off somewhere, but it was usually with... a guy.

I decided to trail him just to make sure he was going to be okay. Damn the things I do for these boys. They lucky I'm sober.

Kris POV
After lugging this 120 pound boy up the fire escape, I finally made it to the window. At this point, I was already doing Race one HELL of a favor so I may have yeeted him through the window.

A slight groan escaped his lips as he continued to roll over and sleep. I sighed and dragged him over to his bed. I took of his shirt and replaced it with a clean one and put a wet towel over his forehead.

I took off my leather jacket and cap because I was sweating and decided to see if I could change into anything. I walk into my old room and see everything is where I left it. A wave of guilt washed over me, but I shook it off. I went and changed into my old newsies clothes and came back and laid on the bed next to Race.

Sigh** "damn it Race, it's been kinda tough without you"

Spot POV
I watched curiously as some chick chucked Race through the window. I proceeded to watch as she tucked him in and tend to his drunk ass when she took of her jacket and hat. I saw a glimpse of her profile. She looks oddly familiar. Where is she from?

She left the room as I tried to recall where I'd seen her before. I heard the door reopen signaling her return, but when I saw who it was my jaw dropped.

No way. Kris? She looks so different.. yet she still looks as angelic as ever. I was snapped out of my daze my something wet dropping onto my shirt. I was crying...

Without thinking I hopped through the window and ran I front of her. Still questioning if I'm seeing things or not. Maybe I'm not completely sober.. but there she was. Right in front of me.

Kris POV
I was about to get up and leave when someone came in through the windows and hurriedly made their way closer. I panicked and jumped up from the bed and whipped out my switchblade, but I was not facing an intruder.. I was facing spot..

"S-spot?! What the hell is youse doin 'ere!"

"That's the question ise s'pose to be askin youse!"

I paused for a moment to think. He was right. I disappeared for two months without a word.. but yet again, I had reason. All of a sudden I remembered what happened and stiffened up.

I looked away from his powerful gaze, afraid they'd lure me into his trap again. No. I cannot face him, so I turned around.

"Ise better be get goin. I just wanted to get him home" I tried to walk past him, but he grabbed my wrist.

"Kris..."

The pain in his voice made my heart sink. But the thought of him grabbing my wrist made my heart flutter. I can't help it, but I did fall for Spot. Him being absent from my life for so long and suddenly being so close to me was driving me insane. I was about to look into his eyes before I thought.. am I ready to risk it all again? There's no going back once I do.

Before I could answer my own question spot grabbed my jaw and made me face him. I looked. I looked into those mesmerizing eyes. I felt myself get lost in them when he suddenly closed them and kissed me.

And I kissed back.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach.This kiss was hungry and passionate. It wasn't lustful, it was loving. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he held my waist.

When we finally pulled a part, I pressed my forehead against his chest and hugged him..

I already knew the upcoming consequences of my recent actions, but I wanted to savor every last minute of what I had left right now.

Price soon to be paid for this minute of peace was all to high, but I'm ready to risk it all.