Quinn's POV

Dylan stands up and gives me his hand. I smile and grab ahold of it and stand up. John is talking to Angelica and they've already paid for the food.

"So, which shop do you wanna go into first?" I ask Dylan. We're walking way behind John and Angelica. She said that her sister had an engagement party later on today, and that she needed to buy a gift for her. John being the gentleman he is, offered to help her choose one.

I'd rather just be with Dylan and buy clothes with him.

"Umm... I don't know. As you can see, I'm not much of a very good dresser!" He chuckes.

I lean my body into him and look up at those big green eyes. His lips part and he tilts his head down and enclosed our lips in a kiss.

Even the slightest thing he does to me, can make me feel.. there isn't even a word for it.

"How about Levi's? They have very good mens clothes." I suggest, my cheeks painted in a slight red.

"Yeah sure, babe, you're the pro." He says and now I'm laughing.

"I love your laugh, it's so cute." He adds looking down at me and I can feel my cheeks going back to its state of red. Why am I like this around him?

"Thanks, I love yours too." I say.

He breaks our...hand-holding and puts that arm around me instead. He squeezes me tighter as we close to Levi's.

Ahh I like him a lot.

"So... this is Levi's? How'd you know about it?" Dylan asks as his eyes, in wonder, looks around the store that is very familiar to me.

"Well, first of all, it's a very popular franchise, I'm surprised you didn't know about it. But I come here a lot to shop for my dad and John.. oh and my grandad owns this store." I say, trying to not sound like I'm bragging.

Dylans eyes widen and he stares at me.

"Woah. That's very cool!"

I nod and lead Dylan over to the counter where my granddad is sitting, working away at his computer.

"Hey grandad!"

He looks up from his computer. "Hi pumpkin! You haven't come in here for days! You're looking very beautiful!" He, practically screams. He comes around the counter and gives me a big hug.

I laugh at his enthusiasm. He has a bit of a hearing problem, and didn't have a hearing aid for years, but when he finally got one, I don't know why but it got a bit hard for him to adjust to it. It still is.

"Oh and who's this?" He asks, looking over at Dylan, after our hug.

"I-" Dylan starts to say, right when I said. "This-". Dylan and I laugh. He motions for me to go first, so I say, "He's my boyfriend, Dylan."

I look at Dylan and he smiles at me and wraps his arm around my waist, and brings me closer to him.

As you've probably already guessed, my cheeks are painting red and I can't help it.

"Oh wow! My pumpkins got a boyfriend? This calls for a celebration! 50% off all clothes for you!!" My grandad shouts, his arms swinging in the air.

"Wait, grandad, you already give me 50% off, so if you give me another 50% off, all clothes would be free!" I remind him, because well, he's old.

"Yes, exactly! For my pumpkin and Dylan, anything!" He says.

Well, okay then.

"Really? Thank you so much! I don't know how to repay you! This will help me so much, I can't thank you enough.. what should I call you?" Dylan asks, his smile getting wider and wider at each passing moment.

"Call me Jared. And don't worry about it!"

Dylan nods quickly.

I didn't know he needed this. Is he financially in trouble? Our relationship.. or whatever it is, needs to be talked about soon.

"Okay, well I'll leave you to it! Grab anything and come over here so I can put them in bags for you." Grandad says and I thank him. I'm lucky he's still here.

"Okay, what do I choose? Also, your grandad is fucking awesome." Dylan says when we're out of my grandads earshot.

I laugh. I'm always laughing around him.

"Well yeah! Here, this one will match you very well. And you can try them on in the dressing room.."

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We're heading out of Levi's with oh so many bags fulled to the brim with clothes. Dylan, despite my grandads words, payed generously and I also sneaked a few 100 dollar bills in there. My grandad has a copious amount of money, but I still wanted to give him something, because of him being so nice to Dylan, and he'll need it for his retirement, or something.

"So, do you need more?" I ask.

Dylan shakes his head, looks down at me. Our eyes meet and he leans into a kiss when I get an idea.

Dodging the butterflies, I step back. When he opens his eyes, I see his eyes turn from love into confusion.

"Why, did I do something wrong?" He quickly says, loosening the hold in which our hands were locked.

"No, of course not. But.." I start to say, trying to piece together the words.

"I'm only going to kiss you," I start, my cheeks growing red by remembering the kisses we shared, "if you tell me everything, who you are, and how you know Johns dad. Because everything seems so weird, and a little sketchy, if I'm being honest, so, tell me, right now."

I try to stand taller, to appear more fierce, but well, our height difference is so huge it didn't help at all.

I can see a smirk growing on his lips, and I can't help but smile. But I remember that this is serious, so I try my very best to keep a straight face.

"Okay, fine. But can we do this when we get to Johns place?" He says, defeated.

"Yes, only if you can manage not kissing me 'till then!" I say and run away from him, giggling like a freak.

"Hey! Come back here!" He shouts and I look back to see him running after me. My stomach hurts from laughing this much. I run faster but his long legs outrun mine, easily. He picks me up from behind, much to my surprise. I squeal, as he twirls me around and brings me closer to him.

Oh, how badly do I want to kiss his beautiful lips right now. But no! I have to know and, make him respect me more that way.

"Please, just one kiss.." he says, and brings his head closer to mine.

"No! Let me down!" I giggle and swing my legs in the air. I attempt to push him away. But he's still holding me like 3 feet in the air so I couldn't push him away like I wanted to.

"Ugh, I can't wait that long, just one, and I'll tell you, right now." He begs me, his green eyes appears twinkling, by the reflection of the mall lights.

"Dylan, I really want to know! I promise I won't kiss you until you've told me." I turn my head away dramatically and huff.

Dylan sighs and puts me on the ground, finally. But I can't say I didn't enjoy that.

"What I'm about to say is very hard for me to say." He hesitates, and looks at the ground. I can see in his eyes that there's truth to his words. He seems very hurt.

I grab ahold of his hands and cover them in mine. "You can go on. I won't judge you." I say, hoping to relieve him of this visible pain.

"Can you please promise me you'll leave me and be safe if she finds me?"

My expression immediately turned from worry into more worried. What was he talking about?

Who's this she? A crazy ex? An old lover?

"Wha- what?" I manage to squeak.

"Please promise me, Quinn. I don't want you getting hurt."

I don't like making promises I cannot keep, but obviously I'm not going to leave him with whomever he was so scared of!

But I had to agree to what he was saying so I could know.

I nod, my hands gently stroking his.

"It's my mother. She wants me dead."

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hmmmm! What do you think would be Quinn's reaction? I really hope you guys liked it! Until the next chap! Love y'all! Be safe!