It was getting late as you were walking.

 

You decided to take a shortcut, but soon found yourself lost in a maze of dark alleys.

 

"Great," You thought.

 

You heard another person's footsteps behind you.

 

You panicked "Is that a ?! Oh, no heeeelp!!" You screamed mentally

 

In reality you sped up your pace.

 

Soon it was more than four other people behind you.

 

You turned and ran down the dark streets.

 

Then, it was over.

 

Dead end.

 

You turned and faced those who were following you.

 

Four guys surrounded you, blocking off any means of escape.

 

In this part of town crime was like the mail, it happened everyday that no one paid any attention to it.

 

"Aww, is someone lost?" The one in the middle asked in a sickening voice.

 

"Hey, why don't we show her what the locals do around here." another said.

 

They all chuckled darkly and started to close in on you more.

 

You screamed as loud as you could.

 

One grabbed you by the hair and lifted you off the ground, another slammed his fist again your face, one of his rings cutting your lip.

 

You had been in a fight before, but never against this many people.

 

Soon you could barely stuggle.

 

You closed you eyes and fell to the ground.

 

Right when you thought everything was over. It stopped.

 

None of them were trying to hit you again.

 

You looked up, al of them were lying on the ground unconsious. 

 

One person was standing.

 

He looked familiar. 

 

He looked at you and crouched down. "Hey, you aiight?" he asked.

 

You tried to stand and wobbled a bit.

 

The new guy caught you and out one arm around his shoulder and lifted you slightly.

 

"Woah there, after a beating like that you shouldn't be moving around too much."

 

"Who are you?" You asked

 

He raised an eyebrow at you. "Are you telling me you don't know who I am?"

 

"If I knew, I wouldn't be asking now would I?" You retorted.

 

"Name's Zico." He replied.

 

Zico led you to a bench and sat down with you.

 

You streched you aching arms and legs slightly.

 

"Sorry this had to happen to you," He said. Lightling a cigarette.

 

You shrugged "It was partially my own fault, I shoudn't be out this late, alone."

 

You grabbed the cigarette from him and took a drag, sighing as you exhaled.

 

"Now that you mention it, I have heard of you Zico."

 

Said man smiled "You're the head of some gang around here...what was it..Block B?"

 

He nodded. "You're lucky those idiots wandered into our terf, otherwise there'd be no helping ya."

 

You nodded "Thanks anyway."

 

"No prob, you got a name?" he asked.

 

"Oh, right I'm _____"

 

"Okay _____ What is a girl like you doing in a place like this."

 

You laughed and fliched, because your ribs were probably bruised bad.

 

"I left home." You replied.

 

"What?!" Zico looked at you like you were insane.

 

"You heard me, I've had enough, my parents had enough of me, since I graduated I had to get a job, now I'm on my own."

 

Zico snorted "Wow nice folks you got there." 

 

You took another inhale from the cigarette "Yeah.....what about you?"

 

He shrugged. "My old man ran the whole thing before I was born, then he got knocked over by some cops in a robbery,

 

mom couldn't stand the fact that I took over the 'family biz' so she booted me out."

 

He laughed. "I guess we're alike in that sense huh, ___?"

 

You nodded.

 

"Hey, you know if there are any hotels or something around here?" You asked.

 

"Why?"

 

"I need a place to crash." You replied nonchalantly.

 

Zico coughed, choking on his own smoke. "You mean you have no place to stay?"

 

"Yup."

 

"You know what, I can't stand leaving you out here in the cold ___, why don't you come to our place?"

 

He got up and held a hand out to you.

 

This was Zico, the boss of the feared Block B gang, and he wanted you.

 

You took his hand. "Alright."

 

You laughed as you walked together.

 

"What's so funny?" Zico asked.

 

"Well, this so-called 'bad-boy' is my new boyfriend." you said.

 

He stopped walking. "Wait....I'm your what?"

 

"Hmm, that's true, you never even kissed me yet, so I guess you friend-zoned." you kept walking

 

He looked appalled "No one friend-zones me!"

 

He grabbed your wrist and pulled you towards him, capturing your lips with his.

 

You put your hands around his neck and his went around your waist.

 

He broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours.

 

You smiled up at him.

 

"You're a pretty good kisser." 

 

He smirked.

 

"There's way more where that came from babe."