Why Would The Gangleader Want Me?

Chapter 8

"Am I doing this right ?" Derek asked.

"Yeah totally " I laugh " I'm tired "

Derek's phone rang.

He answered it his features becoming harder as the conversation on the phone continued.

"We need to go home" Derek said trying to get off the horse but failing and falling on his face.

"I think that's the funniest thing I've been all night " I laugh helping him up off the ground.

"The funniest thing I've seen all night was your face " Derek smirked "I'm just kidding with you come on we have visitors at our house"

"Okay... at 2 am? " I ask looking at him as he lights a cigarette inhaling deeply.

"Don't act this way" Derek frowned.

"Act what way ?" I ask.

"We were having such a good time and now you ruined it " Derek said as he walked about to his car.

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"You're literally making no sense" I laugh.

Following closely behind him I grab his shoulder turning him around.

"Don't be that way " I frown.

"I don't know what you mean come on we're going back home " Derek mumble getting in the drivers seat.

We sat in silence the whole way thank god he didn't live too far from me. Derek gets out leaving me in his car.

"Stay here" he demanded.

"Why?" I ask.

"The visitors aren't friendly" he said going inside.

Shouting came from inside the house. Then there was a gunshot that made me jump. Derek appeared out of the house coming to the car.

"What happened?" I frantically asked.

Derek ignores me and extends his hand for me to grab. He leads me to his room.

"Time to sleep" Derek grunted.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" I ask concern on my face.

"After I shower" Derek said.

"Okay " I smiled taking ahold of one of the pillows turning this serious time into something fun.

I pull the pillow back and hit Derek in the back of the head with it. I bust out laughing only to be nailed in the face with a pillow by the one and only Derek.

His laugh was deep and graceful.
The fight begins and pillows are flying back and forth. Derek seems to become determined on winning the pillow fight as he now has two pillows.

I trip over my own feet of course and go flying to the floor. Derek trips over me and goes flying down almost landing on top of me the only thing that stopped him was his arms as he landed on them.

Derek hovers over me look me straight in the eye.

"How could I ever get mad at you" he laughed getting up and giving me a helping hand up.

"I'm too hyper now to go to sleep " I laugh " Let's make food!"

"That depends on what we're making " Derek raised his brows.

"Home made pizza " I scream jumping up and down.

"Totally" Derek said in a girl voice laughing.

"Don't ever do that again" I laugh.

"I like my men Tough not girly "

"Then we won't have a problem because you're in the presence of a real man " Derek smirked flexing his arms.

"Ew " I laugh push his arms running out of the room and to the kitchen.

"You can't get away from me that easily " Derek laughed " Now I'm going to make you pay for saying I'm ew "

"That doesn't even make sense " I laugh.

Derek's arms wrap around me trapping me in as he begins to tickle me.

"Say you're sorry"

"Never " I giggle as I wiggle around in his arms.

"OKAY, okay I'm Sorry !" I laugh as he lets me go "Just for that you're not getting any of my pizza"

"I want a lot more than just your pizza, princess " Derek smirked.

"What happened to Cowgirl ?" I ask.

"You deserve better" Derek smiled.

"Hell yeah she deserves better " came a voice from the corner of the kitchen.

Both our heads snap over to where the voice came from.