Christian's Pov:
Me and Alex have been dating for a year and a half.
Today my friends called me and said that they wanted to meet Alex
That is something that I am not ready for.
They are pretty overprotective of me.
I talked to Alex about this.
He said it would be good to finally meet them.
He ain't gonna make it out alive.
Anyway.
We made a date to meet.
When it came, me and Alex walked to one of my friends apartments.
I knock on the door and one of them wanswer.
"Hey Chriss- holy shit!"
Kaylie shouts.
The others race over to see what happened and they see Alex.
"Oh, that's why."
They say.
Alex is a pretty intimidating person so I'm not suprised.
"Guys don't worry it's jus- WOAH!"
Kaylie grabs me and pulls me in.
"Chrissy don't go near him."
She says holding me as the other 3 block him from entering.
"Guys, that's Alex."
I tell them.
Kaylie let's me go and the others move out of the way.
I motion Alex to come in and he does.
He stands next to me as if he's scared of them.
I don't blame him.
They're giving him this daggers stare.
Soon enough we sit down.
"So Alex, what do you do for a living?"
Kaylie asks.
"I lead a gang that will take the lives of others who deserve it and don't deserve it."
He says.
"Oh so you're a crooked cop."
K
aylie says.
I shake my head trying not to laugh.
I tell them that he's a detective.
I can't tell them what he actually does.
After awhile they seem to get use to Alex.
A few hours.
Me and Alex start to head home.
Luckily they're starting to like Alex.
Once we get back I take a shower and after I'm done he gets his.
I sit on the bed, leaning against a pillow reading a book.
After Alex is done he comes over to the bed.
He comes over, wraps his arms around my waist and lays his head on my lap.
I run my fingers through his hair as I hear him let out a sigh.
"Everything alright?"
I ask him.
"I just got a call from my dad."
He tells me.
I'm suprised at this.
He cut contact with his dad after he took over the mafia.
"He was saying that he had found out about you and wanted to have a 'Talk'."
He says.
I felt chills run down my spine when he says "Talk".
I rub his back hoping to calm him.
I feel his tense starting to fade.
I feel bad how he had to go through with his dad in his back like he was.