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samcro-saint99 · 6 years

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Hey Dolls! So this one is so very loosely based on ‘You can be the boss’ by Lana del Rey, but was written for the ever lovely @megalodonewithyourbullshit, who's in need of a bit of love after some technical issues today. As always, thank you for all the support and a massive welcome to all the new Dolls!

All my Love,

Saint xxx

It had been four years since you had moved to Charming. You needed a fresh start, to get away, and where better than a small American town. Not long after you had moved to Charming you had hooked up with the MC, and started working at TM, helping in the office and the garage.

You leant against a car in the garage, you were supposed to be helping the boys but you had your head in the clouds.

“Hey, you with us Doll?”

You snapped back to reality hearing Tig try to get your attention as he rolled out from under the car he was working on.

“Uh, yep, sorry” you apologised, shaking your head to clear your mind.

“Could you pass the wrench then?” He asked with a yawn

After passing him the wrench he continued to chat, knowing it would keep you from drifting off again.

“You coming tonight?”

“Probably not, I’m not much of a party girl”

You heard him scoff and start to laugh under the car before he rolled out, looking out at you in disbelief.

“Well I wasn’t, but you lot are a bad influence!”

“I know you wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to spend time with a certain scar-faced Scott”

Your eyes widened as you looked around blushing furiously.

“Shhh! Would you keep your voice down!”

He laughed again, as he went back to work.

He just loved to tease you about it. He may have been one of your best friends but that didn’t mean he wasn’t an ass. He was one of the only people who knew how you felt about Chibs. Living with the club for so long you had grown attached to all of the boys, and felt comfortable around each of them. But when it came to Chibs you were as awkward as a nun in a brothel.

The first time you knew that you felt something for him, was one day, only a month after you had gotten in with the club, he found you sitting on the roof.

You were stressed, starting a new life wasn’t as easy as you might think. He just sat with you, he understood you hadn’t felt like talking. It was a mixture of home sickness and fear that this wouldn’t work out like you planned.

“I know that you don’t feel much like talking. But remember, you might miss home, but you have a home here too.” He comforted, taking your hand, before he started to check his pockets for something to write with. Eventually he found a pen, and taking out a cigarette he scrawled his number on it.

“You can call me whenever you want to, even if you don’t have a reason”

You looked at him with tears welling in your ears, you sniffled as you formed a small smile.

God, he was sweet. And so handsome.

You knew a guy like him would never be interested in someone like you, and you were determined not to let yourself get hurt.

CHIBS POV

He sat at the bar with the other sons, and couldn’t help but stare at her. You were wearing your favourite retro horror movie singlet tucked into your high-waisted black jeans with your black boots. Your hair a perfect reflection of your personality, wild and free. You were beautiful, as always.

“Man! I cant take this any longer” Juice whined

Chibs looked at him, a look of confusion spread across his face.

“You’ve been staring at her everyday for the past four years!” Jax joined in. All the other boys chorused their agreements.

Chibs sighed, looking back down at his whiskey before continuing to sip at it.

“Just man up and ask her out!” Juice groaned

“Don’ ya get it! A girl like dat would never go for somebody like me, she coul’ have anyone” he sighed despairingly.

“I don’t know, give it a go, brother” Tig said nonchalantly looking up from his beer, “you might be surprised”.

Chibs looked at him in confusion, while he just casually went back to his drink.

After leaning over the bar and taking an open bottle of whiskey, he skulked away to sit on a couch.

Not long after he sat down, a leggy, blonde crow eater sat down beside him, stretching an arm around his shoulders, tracing a finger along his kutte.

“Hey baby, whatcha looking so glum for? Why don’t you come back with me and I’ll put a smile on that face of yours” she purred.

“Jus’ go away please” he said gruffly, never turning to look at her.

“Don’t be like that” she pouted

“Jus’ go” he said more firmly than last.

READER POV

You had been laughing and chatting with Lyla and Tara, when you noticed the blonde crow eater who had thrown herself onto Chibs.

Suddenly you were filled with this rage that you didn’t know you were capable of, and before you knew it, you were striding over to Chibs and the bimbo.

You reached out to tap her on the shoulder, and the second she had turned around, you sucker punched her. Leaping down onto her, you just continued to hit her, even though you had already heard the crack that confirmed a broken nose. You were aware of everyone around you watching, and you knew the boys were trying to pull you up, before one of them picked you up over there shoulder and carried you outside, much to your protest. The crow left on the floor looking bloody and bewildered.

Only after having been put down outside the office did you realise who it was that had carried you out. Chibs. Your face immediately turned red, and you couldn’t look him in the eye, instead staring at the ground.

He stroked his beard before he looked down at you, “want to explain?” He questioned.

“I don’t need a lecture, I know it was stupid” you sighed.

“I’m just going to go home” you grumbled as your started to leave.

You turned to leave, stopping when you felt his rough hand grabbing your arm. He pulled you in close to him, and for moments you both just stared, fighting the urge to kiss. You couldn’t tell who gave in first, but seconds later your lips were pressed together. You felt all your strength, your self control, leave you. You had lost the battle.

You kissed and the world fell away. It was soft, slow, and comforting, everything you had thought it would be. You pulled each other closer, until there was no space between you. His thumb caressed your porcelain soft cheek, your fingers gripping into his hair. He began to nuzzle into your neck, whispering kisses against your skin. You tried to urge yourself to pull back, but you couldn’t.

For moments after you both pulled back, neither of you could open your eyes, you just stood there, foreheads pressed together.

“Why didn’t you kiss me sooner?” You whispered

“I thought a pretty, young Lass like you wouldn’t want an old man like me” he rasped in reply

“No, I just bashed the crap out of a crow eater for the pure fun of it” you teased

He chuckled, pulling you against his chest in a warm embrace, planting a kiss firmly to your hair.

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