" I can't have a weakness. " He whispered, looking toward the people on stage. Lies. " Then kill me now. " I whispered back. He looked at me, both frustration and anger in his body language. Then his face went soft, showing an emotion I never thought I'd read from him. Then, he smirked and pulled out his gun. Holding my back to his like a human shield from the police in some action movie. He brought his gun to my head and gasps were heard throughout the hall, I closed my eyes. He took my chin, faced me to him and looked into my forest-like hazel eyes, the smirk still there. Then forcefully brought his lips to mine, giving me a bruising kiss. " I won't lose you again. " He said. Damn fucking straight.

Julie always wanted the perfect boy but she never thought that her neighbor and the deliquent boy was the perfect boy for her.