as i'm about to open my school's door, shawn opens its for me. he gives me a sweet smile, gesturing me in, what a gentlemen. before i reach two steps in the school, he intertwines his hand into mine. his cold hands being warmed by my own, eyes shoot towards us two. being together and all, i shrug it off, when we make it to our first period.

i finally look towards shawn, just as i had thought, staring at me.

"you know you never stop staring at me."

i laugh lightly, he places his chin in the palm of his hand. i can imagine hearts around his head like a computer filter.

"and that's a problem?"

"yes and no."

i didn't wanna argue with the devil, he knew what i meant by yes. i can see him flash me his fiery orbs, i pout, kissing his cheek. he smiles gently to himself, the pairs of eyes on us...

>>

i close my locker, i yelp.

"fucking hell, shawn."

i hold my chest as he cooly gets off the locker next to mine. he tucks a hair strand of mine behind my ear, while i look down to my phone.

"let's go eat."

he puts his arm over me, nuzzling his face into my hair. i can hear him inhaling my scent while we pass other students in the lunchroom.

"they're together?"

"shit, they're both so hot."

"bad boy shawn and step up leah?"

the people making comments had no idea what a whisper voice was. shawn didn't pay attention to any of them, neither did i. it was hard not too when they are practically shouting in our faces. after getting our lunch, we sit down in a small table with two seats. i bite into my apple.

"what does human food taste like?"

i hear him whisper, i choke on laughing. he makes a playful, mad look, only to have me bop his nose.

"you've never had human food have you?"

he nods.

"i've never been on earth, just a few weeks since i had to kidnap you. i've seen images in heaven, but nothing more."

"wow, that's.."

he seems somewhat embarrassed to know so little, i rub his hand.

"hey, i'll teach you more about it tomorrow okay?"

he hesitantly nods, i'll take him to the mall. buy him some clothes, get him familiar with the surroundings.

>>

i look around the crowded hallways, no sight of shawn. where is h- i feel a quick sting on my ass.

"damn ma, what's your name?"

this blonde boy walks in front of me with two other brunette friends. they look at me like i'm a piece of meat, i raise my eyebrows.

"keep your hands off me perv."

keeping my anger out of my voice was unavoidable. while i push past them, the blonde that smacked my ass, grabs my arm a bit hard. causing me to stumble back and next to him, he looks pissed.

"don't be like that, let's skip."

i try not to physically hurt him, he's really gripping hard. squirming, people pass by, staring while he reaches for my ass again. i feel his grip loosen, turning to see his face, he clung to his neck. he was choking all of a sudden, his friends look at him in shock, not knowing what to do. he falls to the ground, his face was turning dark purple, i look behind the crowd.

seeing the devil belligerent, he walks up to me casually, staring at the blondie. i hug shawn, my touch causes him to soften, i lean up to his ear.

"stop it right now."

i growl. i sternly wait for him to stop, hearing the blonde behind me gasp for air. as i held onto shawn's flexing biceps, he stops.

"jesus man are you okay?"

"what the hell was that?"

shawn doesn't stop staring at the blonde who had sexually harassed me, his look emotionless. maybe even regretful for not killing him right there. i intertwine my hand in his, pulling him away from the crowd. the bell had rung minutes ago yet people still surrounded him. we push through the people, i decide to skip class, driving him home.

"how could you fucking do that?"

my voice was loud and clear, throwing my bag on my couch. shawn stands carelessly against my wall, not giving a rats ass.

"you could have killed him, shawn. how can you act so emotionless?"

how could he? than a thought hits me.

"right, you're the devil. you kill for pleasure, torture for sport, and deceive for entertainment."

i start walking up to my room only to have him stop me, his hand burns into my skin. i don't feel pain, but see a mark show up on me.

"leah, he sexually harassed you. he deserved it."

"to die, shawn? he deserved to die because of that?"

he doesn't react only saying he agrees.

"a punch or slap, yes. but dying? i can't look at you right now."

i shove him off me, continuing my way upstairs and to my room. slamming my bedroom door, i slide down my wall, feeling my eyes sting. i have to help him, but it's so hard to see him hurt others like that. i can't help but cry, my purity getting the best of me. my door bursts open, i don't bother looking at who it was, i rubbed my eyes furiously.

"stay away from me!"

i screamed, i smell his scent next to me, he tries wrapping his arms around me. i fight back, only to have him hold me tighter, giving up.

"you have no control over your anger."

my voice cracked.

"i know, and i'm sorry. i'll try to learn, for you, i'll try."

he sounded apologetic, he didn't care about anyone's soul. but mine.

"i don't get why you're crying, leah."

"i'm crying because i love you so damn much and seeing you hurt others is really hard to accept. i wanna help you stop, i'm not enough for you, shawn. i'm not enough."

he makes me look at him, seeing him wounded.

"not enough? leah you're everything i could possibly want, you are helping me. you stopped me from killing him, baby steps."

my chest rises up and down quickly.

"but above all, you're in love with me?"

i finally look him in the eye, nodding weakly. this wasn't how i wanted to tell him, but all these emotions overwhelming me. i had to get it out, he was the king of all monsters, but also the love of my life. he looks at me speechless.

"so that's what i was feeling."

"what do you mean?"

he holds my hands, kissing them, a hidden smile on his plump lips. this time, that smile wasn't evil, but joy.

"i've fallen in love with you."