Love Story
Chapter 1
Kevin - Best guy friend since elementary school. He is gay. He goes to the same high school as Purple. He is also a senior.
Dave - Purple's father. He is a cop.
LL : Andre Garfield.
Chapter 1
Purple kicked a small rock as she walked down Thames Street. She looked up from the ground and glanced up at the dark sky,
admiring the beautiful stars. But all of a sudden she heard running footsteps from behind her. She then felt a hard force bump into her, making her drop the tub of chocolate ice cream.
"Ouch!" She yelped. The hooded figure didn't even stop to apologize, he just kept running.
Purple P.O.V.
"Jerk!" I shouted.
"Ugh." I rubbed my shoulder where he hit me and I bent down to pick up the Wal Mart bag.
I started walking again and I heard more running footsteps behind me. What was going on? All of a sudden I felt a hand grab my fore-arm, pulling me into a dark alley. "He-!" I was cut off by his large hand as he spun me around; making my back hit the brick wall.
"Shh!" He cooed. I couldn't really make out his face do to the bad lighting. All I saw was his electrifying blue eyes.
"Where'd he go!?" I heard a deep voice say.
I shifted my eyes to the sidewalk and saw three tall shadows, "I don't know but when we find him he's dead meat!" I heard
The hooded guy looked at me and then glare at the shadows.
"Let's keep looking." Said another voice and I saw them start walking towards us.
"Fuck." I heard the hoodie guy whisper. The shadows got bigger and bigger until I saw the guy's foot step in the alley way.
The hoodie guy's eyes grew wide and looked down at me. I heard rocks crackle under the guy's foot as he walked closer to us.
"Sorry," Hoodie guy whispered to me.
All of a sudden I felt soft lips meet mine. What was he doing? I tried pushing him away by his chest but all he did was grab them and entwined our fingers together. I have to admit he was a really good kisser.
I took a peak of the shadow guys and saw that one of the figures smirked at us.
"Looks like he's getting laid tonight."
One of them said, as the other two just snickered and walked on. My eyes grew wide and I felt my cheeks burning. How embarrassing.
The hoodie guy stopped kissing me and looked left to right, making sure that the other guys were gone. He sighed and released my hands. I made a disgusted face and wiped my mouth with my arm.
"Hey pal, who do you think you are!?" I asked getting furious.
He looked at me with his blue eyes and kept on a cold expression.
"I'm sorry, "He said.
He's sorry? He's sorry!? The stranger then started to walk away I grabbed his arm and turned him to face me. I then smacked him.
"Ouch!" He yelped.
I then grabed his left arm to flip him but he said "Ouch!." and I furrowed my eyebrows.
He suddenly looked down at his arm where I was gripping him. I was confused at why he was acting like this, until I felt a liquidly feeling under my hand. I lifted my hand off his arm and saw blood splattered all over my palm.
He suddenly looked down at his arm where I was gripping him. I was confused at why he was acting like this, until I felt a liquidly feeling under my hand. I lifted my hand off his arm and saw blood splattered all over my palm.
My eyes grew wide, "Y-You're bleeding!" I exclaimed.
He looked frustrated, "You don't say..." and he began to walk off again.
"Wait, I can't just leave you bleeding like that, what if it gets infected?"
"I really don't care." He replied.
"My house is right down this road, I can help you with that cut."
He looked hesitant, "Fine..."
-At Home-
Purple leaded the hoodie guy into the kitchen and turned on the lights.
"Go wait over there." she said, pointing to a stool that was sitting by an island that was in the middle of the kitchen.
She walked over to one of the cabinets and got out the first aid kit.
"Take off your shirt, please." She said as she sat down the box and opened it up.
She couldn't help but stare at the tatto. And how he had a eight pack.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He said snapping out of her stare.
" In your dreams.. Pretty Boy."
"Are you going to help with this or what?" He asked.
"What does that say?" She asked while putting the bandaid on it.
"Fear no one, feared by everyone." He said, flinching.
"Sorry." I apologized.
"It's Fine."
"Done." Purple said, throwing away the empty box.
Pretty boy looked over at his bandaged up cut, half smiled and looked up at me.
"Thanks." He said while getting up from the stool.
"Your welcome." I said.
Dave - Purple's father. He is a cop.
LL : Andre Garfield.
Chapter 1
Purple kicked a small rock as she walked down Thames Street. She looked up from the ground and glanced up at the dark sky,
admiring the beautiful stars. But all of a sudden she heard running footsteps from behind her. She then felt a hard force bump into her, making her drop the tub of chocolate ice cream.
"Ouch!" She yelped. The hooded figure didn't even stop to apologize, he just kept running.
Purple P.O.V.
"Jerk!" I shouted.
"Ugh." I rubbed my shoulder where he hit me and I bent down to pick up the Wal Mart bag.
I started walking again and I heard more running footsteps behind me. What was going on? All of a sudden I felt a hand grab my fore-arm, pulling me into a dark alley. "He-!" I was cut off by his large hand as he spun me around; making my back hit the brick wall.
"Shh!" He cooed. I couldn't really make out his face do to the bad lighting. All I saw was his electrifying blue eyes.
"Where'd he go!?" I heard a deep voice say.
I shifted my eyes to the sidewalk and saw three tall shadows, "I don't know but when we find him he's dead meat!" I heard
The hooded guy looked at me and then glare at the shadows.
"Let's keep looking." Said another voice and I saw them start walking towards us.
"Fuck." I heard the hoodie guy whisper. The shadows got bigger and bigger until I saw the guy's foot step in the alley way.
The hoodie guy's eyes grew wide and looked down at me. I heard rocks crackle under the guy's foot as he walked closer to us.
"Sorry," Hoodie guy whispered to me.
All of a sudden I felt soft lips meet mine. What was he doing? I tried pushing him away by his chest but all he did was grab them and entwined our fingers together. I have to admit he was a really good kisser.
I took a peak of the shadow guys and saw that one of the figures smirked at us.
"Looks like he's getting laid tonight."
One of them said, as the other two just snickered and walked on. My eyes grew wide and I felt my cheeks burning. How embarrassing.
The hoodie guy stopped kissing me and looked left to right, making sure that the other guys were gone. He sighed and released my hands. I made a disgusted face and wiped my mouth with my arm.
"Hey pal, who do you think you are!?" I asked getting furious.
He looked at me with his blue eyes and kept on a cold expression.
"I'm sorry, "He said.
He's sorry? He's sorry!? The stranger then started to walk away I grabbed his arm and turned him to face me. I then smacked him.
"Ouch!" He yelped.
I then grabed his left arm to flip him but he said "Ouch!." and I furrowed my eyebrows.
He suddenly looked down at his arm where I was gripping him. I was confused at why he was acting like this, until I felt a liquidly feeling under my hand. I lifted my hand off his arm and saw blood splattered all over my palm.
He suddenly looked down at his arm where I was gripping him. I was confused at why he was acting like this, until I felt a liquidly feeling under my hand. I lifted my hand off his arm and saw blood splattered all over my palm.
My eyes grew wide, "Y-You're bleeding!" I exclaimed.
He looked frustrated, "You don't say..." and he began to walk off again.
"Wait, I can't just leave you bleeding like that, what if it gets infected?"
"I really don't care." He replied.
"My house is right down this road, I can help you with that cut."
He looked hesitant, "Fine..."
-At Home-
Purple leaded the hoodie guy into the kitchen and turned on the lights.
"Go wait over there." she said, pointing to a stool that was sitting by an island that was in the middle of the kitchen.
She walked over to one of the cabinets and got out the first aid kit.
"Take off your shirt, please." She said as she sat down the box and opened it up.
She couldn't help but stare at the tatto. And how he had a eight pack.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He said snapping out of her stare.
" In your dreams.. Pretty Boy."
"Are you going to help with this or what?" He asked.
"What does that say?" She asked while putting the bandaid on it.
"Fear no one, feared by everyone." He said, flinching.
"Sorry." I apologized.
"It's Fine."
"Done." Purple said, throwing away the empty box.
Pretty boy looked over at his bandaged up cut, half smiled and looked up at me.
"Thanks." He said while getting up from the stool.
"Your welcome." I said.