I know The Devil

Chapter 021| Real and right next to him

~You have me until every last star in the Galaxy dies. You have me.

“Do you have a death wish or just ten lives?”

It was the first time I was initiating a conversation but I didn’t mind the scare of wondering if he would reply to me. The news I’d gotten in the afternoon was one I couldn’t contain anymore.

My phone chimed almost immediately and a wide smile played on my face involuntarily as I read his message.

Superhero

“Am I supposed to choose from the above option?”

Yes I was a walking hypocrite who accused everyone of being cliche yet had decided to save Law Tyler’s name with a cheesy word like ‘superhero’ but I should be forgiven just this once because Law was to me, my personal Batman but without the ability to fly.

“Don’t be cheeky with me. A bird told me you now hang with the boys in my hood. No, let me rephrase that criminals and somehow your body parts were still intact the last time I saw you.”

Superhero

“You live with these guys and it isn’t like they ain’t humans. What is so hard in chilling with them? They tell decent jokes and are fun to be with.”

I rolled my eyes not at all missing how he was making it sound like they were normal teenagers and I’m just being paranoid.

“They are criminals that’s why it is hard to just chill with them. They have guns, and knives and take people’s hard-earned money and lives atimes.”

Superhero

“That’s their occupation. Don’t tell me are an occupationist. It’d be bad if my girlfriend is that kind of a person you know?”

My heart palpitated and my phone almost dropped from my hand as I read and reread his message just to be sure I had seen it correctly.

My hands were shaky as I typed nervously, “Occupationist? That isn’t even a word.”

Superhero

“Yes, text message police, it does because it means racist but with occupational choices. Look out of your window.”

“Why? Do you have more wrongly not invented words you plan to use in a sentence waiting for me?

I heard the honk of a car and my eyes widened as I looked out of the mirror and saw a range Rover sports car at the same time my phone chimed.

Superhero

“No, just me. Il mio fiore di loto, the guy who you ditched to come home by yourself. Sorry to disappoint.”

I found myself rushing outside of my room and not minding it was a cold night, I was running barefooted to the crazy gorgeous boy waiting for me outside and leaning against the hood of his car.

He was wearing a beanie and plain white T-shirt that just didn’t help my fluttering heart even as he waved at me, flashing me one of his smiles exposing the dimples he seems to only want to show off with me.

“What are you doing here?” I harsh whispered even as the chilly wind messed with my hair.

“What if I told you that I wanted to see your long Beautiful legs you try to hide all day with baggy boyish trousers and although I think your fashion sense is dope, sneaking up at you at night to see what I’m seeing right now doesn’t seem like a bad idea.”

I tried not to blush hard remembering I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and nothing more.

“I’d say you are a pervert, sick and a liar. My fashion sense is definitely not anyone’s favourite.”

He smirked, “That’s not true. It could even be a fashion line. Bold, chic and hand me downs.”

I shook my head, smiling a little even though he had taunted my choice of clothes.

“That’s definitely why I’m here though but I’m also here because what kind of a teenager stays at home on a Friday night besides we have a party you requested I attend with you. Guess who is dressed and who isn’t?” He arched a brow at me and I almost sighed at how gorgeous the man in front of me was. It was almost surreal and heartbreaking, “Well… Except you want to go in your shirt because guess who isn’t complaining about the sight in front of me?”

I gave him a lazy grin, “That party isn’t happening, unfortunately. I’m sorry I forgot to inform you but we won’t be attending. Both girls came to withdraw their invitation already earlier today. It was a trap obviously and hearing about your fight with Jack they thought better of their malicious intent.”

He fixed me a look after I was done explaining and I averted my gaze and started playing with the Hem of my shirt avoiding eye contact with him.

“You still haven’t told me why you won’t be going to a party you were pestered to go to and even threatened for.” My eyes widened, “I don’t hit women that’s the only reason I didn’t go after those scums. I’d seen the wound on your neck they had inflicted on you.”

“I really don’t want to__” I started to protest but his hand against my lips even as he leaned into me, his lips lightly brushing against my forehead made me forget what I had to say. I elevated my head to meet his eyes now aware more than ever that the guy in front of me was over ten inches taller thn me.

“This isn’t a vendetta trust me.” I wondered how fair this was if, he was standing so close to me, being so cajoling and aware of just how much effect he has on me with such proximity, “I just want to spend every time possible with you. Please, just let me.”

I looked up to meet his gaze and knew I was gone already. My initial protest had just been for appearances.

“I need to change but no hitting anybody especially not on my account.” I wasn’t stupid. We were going to a gathering packed with insensitive and unapologetic pricks, someone was going to say something wrong or do something annoying and although I appreciated Law standing up for me the way he had today, apart from the fact that I completely abhor the sight of blood on anyone even assholes like Jack, I didn’t want him getting into any trouble because of me. It was unlikely with how invincible he seems to be but not impossible.

He nodded even though I’d a creeping suspicion he didn’t even register what I had said. I nodded at him then rushed inside the house, dropped Mom a stick-it note and literally wore the first thing I could find that didn’t have grease on it, which was hard since almost all Rob’s clothes had oil marks spill on them.

I came out ten minutes later and blushed hard when Law Tyler made a big show of checking me out.

“An open black hoodie over a black tee-shirt with a fuck you inscription, and a ball cap on? Exactly my kind of girl.” I chuckled lightly even as his car’s engine roared to life.

The ride to Todo Santos featured Law and I singing loudly, out of sync and happily to the music on the radio mostly. One thing was certain we both should never set our foot on any Broadway musical auditions in our nearest future.

When he pressed the automatic button for the neighbourhood’s electronic gate, I bit my lips gawking at the gigantic mansion with lights on that looked like it was cut out of Home & Living magazine center page although it was grander, more suffocating.

I gulped even as I peered at Law. He knew where I stays, he had come to pick me up himself. I didn’t belong to this place with tarred roads, streetlights, and gigantic mansions flanked on both sides.

“Is it too late not to be here?” My voice was shaky.

He hit the brakes and held my hand, “We could leave here right now and go to my place because trust me, I don’t want to be here either among these dumb teenagers but that’d be selfish of me not to even attempt to bring you out of your shell and show you how much fun acting your age could be.”

His intense eyes held mine captive even as he brought his hand forward to touch my face like he couldn’t believe I was real and right next to him which was exactly how I felt.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t be next to you from the very first day I saw you and found you. I’m sorry I didn’t speak sooner and held your hands when you felt like the world was against you. I’m sorry I couldn’t take your pains away and kiss your tears but I’m here now. I don’t plan on going anywhere for as long as forever happens with us. I love you, my beautiful warrior that has conquered me completely and thoroughly because there is no other one for me than you. I love you, Il mio fiore di loto more than you can imagine and I’ll keep on loving you because I doubt I know how not to.”

My eyes pooled with tears and I couldn’t tell if it was because of pure shock or how much I’d longed without wanting to admit it, to feel loved, cherishable and this gorgeous boy in just a week had made me feel all of this things.

“And Yes,” he smirked, “You’re my girlfriend.”

I grinned. I just found a new addiction… No pot is very much overrated. The new cool was Law Tyler.