Let Me Love You...

Darcy is just moving into LA and getting use to the city when she meets two mystery boys, who happen to be apart of the biggest boy band in thew world. But thats not even the best part... she might just fall for one of them.


3. Stranger Danger

“LACI!!!” I screamed, looking around.

No reply. I quickly did it again hoping she would could hear me but sadly I was met with silence. I began getting scared. I mean I didn’t know this place, I didn’t know where I was. Laci had been the person that brought me all the way out here. I didn’t have a map or anything. I was lost and… alone.

I scurried over to the street and sat down on the curb, Leaning my head up and staring at the sky. It was still dark and raining but it definitely was not as bad as it was. Before I could analyze the sky any longer, I felt a tap on my shoulder, causing me to turn around. I saw the two boys from the shop and quickly got to my feet, pulling out my pepper spray.

“stay back,” I warned, aiming my pepper spray at them. They put there hands up as if I had a gun or something.

“woah woah. We just wanted to know if you were lost or something,” he said in defense. He had an Irish accent and under his beanie a little bit of blonde hair sprouted out. I aimed the spray at him.

“show me your face then,” I back fired, hoping that they wouldn’t hurt me. They exchanged glances as if they were talking to each other in there minds.

“take off the shades,” I repeated.

“I don’t think-”


He slowly crept his hand up to his head, grasping the beanie and the shades pulling them downwards. Under his shades he was hiding crystal blue eyes that seemed kind and caring. He looked just like any other 19-year-old boy around LA, except for his accent of course. I redirected my attention to the other boy.

“now you.’’

He seemed surprise. As if he expected for me to do something once I saw who the blonde boy was but honestly they were just another face to me.

“alright,” he agreed.

He did the same as the other boy only this time his shades revealed luscious green eyes and the beanie let his curly hair bounce back to its natural state. Both of them looked quite nervous once they took there disguises off, they got very twitchy.

“what’s wrong?” I asked, lowering the pepper spray down. Both of them exchanged looks once again.

“stop doing that!” I yelled at them. This caught there attention.

“quit doing what?” the curly haired one said, revealing he had a British accent and very low voice. Almost as low as my morning voice.

“quit looking at each other. It’s freaking me out,” I admitted. Both of them let out a short laugh then the blonde one spoke.

“you aren’t surprised?” he asked, shocked.

“no why would I be?”

“you aren’t going to scream and be all over us?” the curly one asked, not answering my question.

It kind of pissed me off that he thought I would be all over him. Sure he was cute but that doesn’t mean I’m going to throw myself all over you. I mean, Who’d he think he was?

“um no I just met you,” I replied to his idiotic question.

Once more they exchanged looks, that was really pissing me off.

“I said stop doing that.”

“sorry,” they both mumbled.

I felt like I was kinda being a bitch so I decided to lighten up considering they were trying to help me, right?

“I am lost,” I quietly admitted.

“what?” the curly haired one asked, pretending not to hear me. Damn he was pissing me off.

“you asked me if I was lost,” I pointed out, “I am.”

A smile grew on both of there faces, realizing they had been correct.

“where do you live? Maybe we can help you,” the Irish one asked. I gave him a look.

“um, I’m not totally comfortable giving my address out to two boys I just met on the streets of LA,” I bluntly told them. The curly haired one was quick to reply.

“even if the two boys you found in LA are super cute?”

“especially if there cute,” I rudely replied, not giving him any pleasure in his cheeky remark.

The blonde one whispered in the other’s ear, making the other one node in agreement. I stood there with my arms on my waist and eyebrows raised. Were they planning my kidnapping in front of me?

“um maybe I’ll just find someone else-”

“no! we can call a friend to pick us up,” the blonde one spoke.

“uhh, I don’t really want to get into a car with people I don’t really know. I mean stranger danger, right?” I said, shakily still afraid that they could be rapists. This made both of the chuckle.

“we aren’t going to hurt you but if you don’t want to get in a car with us we’ll take you to your friend,” he reassured me.

“how do you know about my friend?” I announced, somewhat freaked out. They both face palmed, almost simultaneously.

“you were just screaming her name,” the curly one pointed out, a little too cheeky for my taste.

“I think it was Laci?” the irish one added. I eased a little now knowing that they weren’t stalking me and just were good listeners.

I agreed with them taking me to my friend but I didn’t want them coming to our apartment, I wasn’t a very trusting person.


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