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Who Are You Calling Pretty Boy?

ForgottenMe1983

Leituras 2,829
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Leituras 2,829
Votos 60
Capítulos 4
Tempo 56m

ForgottenMe1983

I was shot at by the guy in a black hoodie and sunglasses but I swiftly dodged it. "Stop! FBI!" I yelled for the second time. This guy is faster than he looks but I push myself to be faster. The guy turned in the corner and I followed, but when I did, I saw crowds and crowds of people. It's like he vanished. I looked around and I saw him go into an alley way. I ran towards it and saw the guy trapped in a corner. He held the gun and growled. "Don't move." I said, walking closer. He fired and missed but smirked. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my arm. I tackled him and he dropped the gun. We wrestled a bit until I managed to knock off his sunglasses. When I looked at his face, I froze. He punched me before kicking me off. No, I thought, it can't be him. He's been dead for 7 years. He grabbed the sunglasses before dusting them off. "Pretty boy, Spencer is that you?" He paused. I saw his mouth move as if he was mouthing my words. He scowled. 
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Unlikely , de art_lovin_ary

I got more and more annoyed as he drove up, parked and unmounted his bike. He pulled off his helmet and shook his head, noticing me there staring at him. We just stared at each other, neither moving, neither speaking. He started to make his way up his driveway, not even bothering with a greeting, so I called out to him. "Hey! Where've you been?" I tried not to sound accusatory or angry, and I succeeded. Though I sounded more hurt than anticipated. He stopped and walked towards me. He walked kind of slowly, like he was trying to avoid me. I stood on the steps, fighting the urge to walk towards him so we could talk. Never ever did I think I'd want to talk to him, yet here I was. Once in front of me he stayed at the bottom step, not climbing up further. He said nothing and I repeated my question once again, "Where have you been?" He shifted then just replied with "Out." "Out?" I repeated, getting refueled with annoyance. "That's it? You've been missing all day and all you have to say is you were out?" "Fuck, dude, what are you, my mom? I was out! Are you trying to keep tabs on me or something?" I was angry at him, and started to feel feelings towards him that I haven't felt in months. I stepped down two steps to look at him eye level, ready to argue with him. But, rather than open my mouth to fight, I found myself staring at his tired gaze and freezing for a moment. I didn't want to fight with him, and I saw he didn't want to fight with me-at least, that was my hope. I let my glare fall and closed the distance between us, wrapping my arms around him in the tightest hug I could muster. He seemed shocked, remaining rigid in my arms until I quietly muttered, "I was worried about you, jackass," into his neck. He just sighed before relaxing and hugging me back.

Unreal, de theawkwardgiant

I apply pressure to the bullet hole. The pain nearly causes me to grow numb. Darren scoops me up into his arms as he tries to avoid sudden danger. His cautious movements are for my benefit. I gasp at the sudden pain. My heart pumps faster. Adrenaline kicking in. "Hold on, Autumn." I look up at his face. I never would've thought I'd actually care for him. Darren and I only teamed up because we were running from the same person. My father. When things quiet down around us, he lays me down on the ground. "Autumn, look at me. Please." The anguish is clear in his voice. I'm sure he feels the same way about me. The surprise of two strangers caring for one another. I look up at him with hooded eyes. He smiles weakly. "Hi." "Hey." I croak. He rips the bottom of my shirt and uses it to help apply pressure. It's soaked instantly. "I can't believe that son of a bitch--" He looks at me. "I can't believe he shot you." "He didn't shoot me." I try to sit up, flinching at the pull of my side. "The guard did. He didn't know who I was." Darren clenches his jaw. "You're losing a lot of blood." I force a laugh. "I guess it's a good thing that I'm a fighter." His eyebrows draw closer together. I wanted to say something to easy his concern, but words lodge in my throat, causing me to sputter. It feels like I'm choking. Desperately trying to catch my breath. "Autumn? Autumn!" I try to say his name among my coughing fits, but blackness grabs me with its cold merciless hands before I can get a word out... That moment when you have to learn to accept yourself, but you don't even know who you are. Your reality is shattered. And everything you thought was real, becomes the opposite. (Inspired by a dream)

Out Of Hours, de Pric3e3

Allister is brand new to the world of work; fresh out of high school. His boss is nothing like he expects and very quickly his learning that his office job isn't going to be as boring, mundane and straight forward as he thought it would. Unfold with him the new pleasures and experiences he learns whilst also being by his side with all his lows that come with them. **"You're pissing me off!" I shout. "Yeah? You're fucking pissing me off! Don't kick my car Allister or I will leave you here." He threats. "Leave me here. I don't care anymore. All you've done from the moment we met is annoy me. You think you're better than me." I shout at him. "I am better than you!" He yells. I huff undoing my seatbelt throwing it over my shoulder making it clash onto his door as I then swing it open and throw myself out him following coming around the car to me. "What are you doing?" He asks angry at me. "Going home!" I scream. "I'm not playing. Get in my fucking car Allister or else-" His madder than I've heard anyone be. I cut him off turning away a good enough distance from him to not feel intimidated. "Or else you'll bend me over your desk and do nothing again? Fuck you." I grin. He quickly starts pacing towards me as I stand my ground trying to not show that his bothering me but honestly I'm slightly scared of him right now. After all I don't know this guy... not really. "My car. Now." He spits as he gets in front of me. I hold still acting confident. "You will have to make me." I smirk. "I will throw you over my shoulder and make a huge scene. Act your age and walk to my car, sit in it we will talk like adults and work something out."** If you enjoyed 'This isn't what friends do' then give this a try. New completed story. Disclaimer! Everybody in the story is of legal age here where set in the UK

Best of Friends, de sellaturcica

""Kitten, you're worried about something, and you cannae lie. You're picking at your hands and looking around to clean up my room. Unlucky for you, my room is very clean," he said, "Now what are you worrying about so much?" I stopped picking at my cuticles. It was kind of weird that he could see me doing something and read me like a book before I could even realize I was doing it. I felt my heart pound in my chest. "Well, it's just this whole pretending to date you thing," I shrugged, "How far do we have to take it? Do we have to do it in front of our friends? Do we have to do it in public because obviously we ran into Olivia today and we weren't planning on it. Oh shit, what if she sees you with another girl? I mean, what would happen then? What if she sees me talking to another guy? How long is this going to go on? What if we have to kiss in front of Olivia? I mean, it's not that I don't want to kiss you but--" I rambled on nervously. Iain smirked and walked towards me, and the next thing I knew, his lips were on mine, and we were kissing." When Kit's older brother, Ben, finally makes it with the girl he's been crushing on for four years, only to find out she's wary of family, he lies and calls his baby sister his best friend's girlfriend, turning everyone's life upside down. While Kit's struggling with the impending doom of college and parents that could divorce at any second, she's also juggling a fake relationship with her brother's hot best friend, Iain. As if that weren't complicated enough, a chemistry sparks between Iain, igniting flames and destroying the crumbling world around them. RATED M for drug and alcohol use and sexual themes

My Life, My Alpha.......My Love, de cookielover135

"Zachary." I snickered. He growled playfully as I laughed, dodging his attempt to grab me and took off running in a random direction. I ran with Zac right on my heels, until I turned a corner and ran into a hard chest. I prepared myself for a hard fall, when two muscular arms shot out, wrapping around my waist and crushing my body against theirs. "Hello, beautiful." The person said. I looked up to see a handsome boy, probably around seventeen also. His face looked oddly familiar and while trying to figure out why, I froze. His face was inching closer and closer to mine. I could feel his breath wash over my face as his lips was parted, only inches away from my face, eyes closing slightly, when suddenly a fierce growl shot out through the silence, that had my body tingling. In a flash I was out of the mysterious boy's hold and my hand instantly reached out to steady myself. I looked up to see Zac, pinning the boy by his throat, on a nearby wall. "Keep your filthy hands to yourself, she's MINE!!!!"He growled possessively. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My name is Jessica Matthews, i'm 17 and i'm a werewolf..not only that but the alpha's daughter.My life was perfect, i had an amazing family which consisted of my parents, my older brother Jared and I, I had a wonderful bestfriend, Stacey and, even though he wasn't my mate, a perfect boyfriend, Dylan, or at least i thought so, until one night he does something unforgivable and my mate waltzes in as my knight in shining armor. But what happens when Dylan won't let me go so easily and insists that i'm his. It also does nothing to help the fact that my mate is possessive and won't let anyone have what's his. Follow me on this journey of love, lust, hurt and betrayal...and hopefully...A HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!!

A Thug and His Lady(DAVE EAST FAN FICTION), de Brianna61711

Belly 2 +Bonnie and Clyde+ Set it off all rolled into one with a little twist. Kelly grew up a small town girl with a sliver spoon in her mouth. She comes from a family of police officers with her brothers, uncles, and cousin's all in law enforcement it doesn't help that her dad is the director of the FBI. However when she joins the force she wants to make a name for herself. Ace is as street as they come he lives and breathes the street code NO snitching and LOYALTY over EVERYTHING so when Kelly catches his eye he can't seem to resist her but when he finds out she's a Fed sent to take down his whole organization instead of killing her he gives her a test. Catching her first body. From that point on they are inseparable Kelly gets her first taste of the street life and never intends on going back to her regular boring life. They rob banks together, kill together, They do everything together but when the FBI finds out that she decides to go Rogue she makes a decision be the good girl she was raised to be and follow orders or be her man's ride or die. "Aaarrggh!" I hear Ace grown to the left of me. I look outside the window and I see SWAT in formation ready to breech the abandoned building we are held up in. "Baby I'm hit this might be it." Ace said barely above a whisper I took my eyes off of what was going on outside for a split second to kneel next to him. "Here baby put pressure on that. We ain't going out like no bitches, we do not surrender it's us against the world if they're takin us we're going in blood." I replied while taking off my jacket and handing it to him. "So what do you suggest we do?" Without another word I handed him the TECH 9 and smiled. He nodded and stood up the best way he could. "I love you til the death of me." He replied passionately kissing me on my lips. We pulled away and opened fire on SWAT below us.

A Stalker's Passion, de DaniAG1998

"CHARLIE!" His screams were getting closer until I saw him completely. I grabbed the knife and pointed it straight at him. "Get away from me!" I say warning him His face was red and he still stalked towards me slowly. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I yell fearing the fact that didn't look scared at all. "Put the knife down." I started to back up a bit still pointing the knife at him. "I'm not telling you again, put it down NOW!" His calm persona was instantly replaced with a furious one. "Please Tho-" He came charging straight at me but I made a run for it. I ran as fast as I could with him behind me until he tackled me to the floor. The knife flew across the hallway and he was on top of me. "Thomas please let me go. I don't want to be here. Please." I say begging "You're ruining everything. It was so perfect and special just for you and you're ruining it." I can tell he was sad but more pissed off this anything. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME!" He screamed in my face. "I-" "SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH!" He roars slapping me across the face. He roughly picks me up and drags me to the room. He yanked me away from him making me fall hit my knee on the hard wood floor. He walked in the bathroom to get something and I realized it something to put me to sleep. He poured the chemical into the towel as he mumbled to himself and I watched in fear. He pulled me from the ground and tried to make me breathe in. I fought the urge to. I thrashed back and forth trying to get free but nothing worked. Slowly, my vision got blurry and felt darkness overtake me.

Broken Thorn, de iamahatlover

SLOWBURN CONTAINS A SHIT TON OF GROVELLING *** Killian Black, her brother's best friend, broke her heart and ruined her life after one drunken night. Filled with hate and anger towards him, Thea tries her hardest to stay as far away from him as possible but the question is will she succeed? Or will he win her trust? After being spiked and saved by Killian, Thea feels as if she's indebted to him. Forced to live together, Thea feels herself slowly lowering her guard around him. The feelings she's harboured towards him her whole childhood had never left and had in fact only grew stronger. Will she ever truly forgive him? Will he ever make it up to her? Read to find out. *** I glared at him, anger surged through every bone in my body as I saw him enter my apartment with a bag in hand. "What the fuck is that?" "My stuff." "Just becuase Spencer told you to, you're gonna just move in to MY place?" He nodded his head as he made himself comfortable. "Well guess what? I've got two words and one fucking finger for you." He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Fuck you." I flipped him off. "That already happened." *** "He doesn't talk much," I said with a smile and a shrug. Little did they know, he never shuts up with he's with me. *** "Stop it!," I said, hitting him slightly on his huge bicep as he glared at a teenage boy walking past us. "He's a kid." "Yeah. A kid with fucking eyes." *** Spencer punched him over and over again. I know Killian well enough to know that if he wanted to stop him, he could've done so by now. Realisation dawned on me that he was willingly letting him hurt him. "You motherfucker, I trusted you with her!," Spencer yelled at him in a fit of rage. I couldn't take it anymore. They were fighting over me. I pulled Spencer off him, taking a protective stance in front of him. "Spencer, no." "You're protecting him? After what he did to you?" "I'm well aware what he did to me," I snapped.

Obsession Started in a Crisis: Slashers x Female Reader, de poison-ny

I was taking a late night stroll through my neighborhood. I felt the cold wind blowing lightly in my face as I put the hood to my jacket over my head. I stop walking to take my phone out my small backpack that I carried with me and checked the time, 12:06am. My phone dies as I look at the time. "I should start heading home, it's getting really late" I say as I put my phone back into my bag. I look up to see a group of 5 guys who happen to be from my school. 'Oh shit', I thought to myself. These guys always caused me trouble before school was out. I started walking the other way to avoid them noticing me but just as I started walking away, "Oh look guys, it's that girl. Y/N" "Fuck" I said under my breath. I turned around facing them, "Hey guys, I was just going. I'll be on my way now" I say nervously. The one in the middle was named Liam the others were named Chris, Jacob, Jake, and Asher. I guess you could say that Liam is the "leader" of the group because they do whatever he says and seem a bit afraid of him. As I turned around to start walking again I felt a grab and pull on my arm. A fiery like pain struck the part of my arm that was grabbed. "Ow fuck-" I was turned around to see Liam up close to me. He pushed me up against the gate that was blocking out the forest. "What are we gonna do with you" He says as the rest of his group walk up to us standing behind Liam with a shit eating grin on his face. I met these killers later in my life by fate

Reborn, de Darkest_Rose

Standing on the path, my life flashed before my eyes. The gun directed at me, went off. I could see the flash and the bullet coming straight for me, but I'm frozen to the spot I'm standing, unable to move or think clearly. It only registered with me that the bullet pierced my skin when my body impacted on the cold wet cement. Lying there I could hear my heartbeat slow as my blood flowed from my body. That's when I heard it, footsteps getting closer til a man face appeared in front of me. But my vision is too blurry to see him clearly. That' s when he spoke, "You will be reborn. I'm giving you a second chance.You are not my beloved so you will wake up a soulless killer with no remorse and a burning desire for blood. I can't give you a normal life but I'm giving you the chance for revenge. I can't tell you what to expect because I don't know myself. I have no idea why I'm changing you but something is telling me it is not you're time to die" I had no idea what he' s talking about, well not til I woke up. That night Ivy died and what was reborn is something dark and dangerous. He was right, I am a soulless monster. I have no remorse for the blood I shed. Not when it gets me closer to having my revenge.

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I got more and more annoyed as he drove up, parked and unmounted his bike. He pulled off his helmet and shook his head, noticing me there staring at him. We just stared at each other, neither moving, neither speaking. He started to make his way up his driveway, not even bothering with a greeting, so I called out to him. "Hey! Where've you been?" I tried not to sound accusatory or angry, and I succeeded. Though I sounded more hurt than anticipated. He stopped and walked towards me. He walked kind of slowly, like he was trying to avoid me. I stood on the steps, fighting the urge to walk towards him so we could talk. Never ever did I think I'd want to talk to him, yet here I was. Once in front of me he stayed at the bottom step, not climbing up further. He said nothing and I repeated my question once again, "Where have you been?" He shifted then just replied with "Out." "Out?" I repeated, getting refueled with annoyance. "That's it? You've been missing all day and all you have to say is you were out?" "Fuck, dude, what are you, my mom? I was out! Are you trying to keep tabs on me or something?" I was angry at him, and started to feel feelings towards him that I haven't felt in months. I stepped down two steps to look at him eye level, ready to argue with him. But, rather than open my mouth to fight, I found myself staring at his tired gaze and freezing for a moment. I didn't want to fight with him, and I saw he didn't want to fight with me-at least, that was my hope. I let my glare fall and closed the distance between us, wrapping my arms around him in the tightest hug I could muster. He seemed shocked, remaining rigid in my arms until I quietly muttered, "I was worried about you, jackass," into his neck. He just sighed before relaxing and hugging me back.