Chapter one: So it begins.

Disclaimer: I do not own Saints Row.

Authors note: Hey guys! So This is chapter one of my Boss/Lin fic. I've been wanting to make this for so long now, and I'm very excited for it. This isn't the end of "I chose to save you for a reason." That story is my baby and my first fic, and i will not REPEAT WILL NOT end it. In fact, the next chapter of that is almost finished. But anyways, yes, I've been wanting to do this for so long now and I'm very excited. Please note, this is not a prequel. I gave a lot of thought to it, and I decided not to make this a prequel. Although, that doesn't mean I won't make a prequel in the future, just for now This is a new story. So now that I'm done blabbing, this story is called, "Purple hearts."

Coming home from a stupid frat party his douchebag roommate Anthony invited him to, a nameless guy aged 22, about 6'2, with brunette hair that was in a spiky style and blue eyes, dressed in a basic black shirt, blue jeans and black sneakers, came stumbling into his apartment. He shared this apartment with two other guys. It was three guys but their other roommate vanished and our nameless friend here may or may not have had something to do with it. Sitting down in the beat up and grossly sticky brown chair in the living room, he flipped on the TV and was looking for something good to watch. Skipping through some stupid ad for a TV show called "Byteblade." Or some stupid shit, he finally settled on some adult cartoon. Getting a beer from his fridge, he got comfy. He was a little pissed off. He hated frat parties, the only reason he agreed to go was he hoped he was gonna get some ass tonight. But all the douchey frat boy dumbasses, ruined that idea. Cracking open the beer, he took a long sip hoping to let the anger wash down his throat with his beer. He heard the door being opened. He quickly turned, ready for a home invader. They didn't live in the best of neighborhoods, gang trouble was a problem here on "The Row." As it was called. Clutching the knife he had hidden under the cushion of the chair, he was relieved to see it was his roommate. Not the douchebag Anthony, but his actual cool roommate, Jake. Jake was a Hispanic guy, with a crew cut style of hair and chocolate brown eyes. He had a freshly shaven beard growing on his face. Dressed in a red jacket and black shirt underneath, baggy blue jeans and light tan work boots, smelling of a nice body spray and a hint of pot.

"Hey man." He said in his Hispanic accent.

"Hey bro." Our nameless friend responded. The two men shared a quick handshake that made a quiet but loud enough slap.

"Get anything?" Our nameless friend asked.

"Nah I didn't get any ass tonight. Fucking frat fucks got all that, but, I did get some good ass weed from this chick named Shaundi. Wanna smoke up?" He asked.

"Nah I'm good. Think I'm just gonna go for a walk or something." He responded to Jake.

"Be careful amigo, lots of the Rollerz and Carnales out thick tonight, honestly, I wished you'd just stay in." Jake warned.

"Thanks for the warning, but I'll be OK." He responded. Walking out into the apartment hallway, he saw his douchebag roommate Anthony. Anthony was about 5'8, dressed in a grey hoodie, red shorts, and black sandals with shin high white socks. His dirty blonde hair was covered with a black hat he wore to the side and his ear was pierced. He was holding onto some black haired bimbo.

"Heyyyyy dude!" He drunkenly yelled, with a big grin. He just shook his head at him, and walked over to him.

"Hey Anthony." He said annoyed.

"Anthony? I thought you said your name was Andy?" His black haired bimbo said.

"Nah babe, its Anthony." He slurred out.

"Ohhhhh OK, well come on, you said you had more booze in your apartment." She said.

"Yo, you want in in this?" Anthony asked him.

"No thanks Anthony, she's all yours." The bimbo eyed up and down liking what she was seeing.

"Come on." She purred as she rubbed herself against him.

"Lemme have some fun with you." She said seductively.

"Again thanks but no thanks." He said.

"Oh what? Am I not good enough for you." She asked in an angry tone.

"You think you're too good for me?" She asked again. He shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Chill baby come on, we can have fun without him." Anthony said trying to calm her down. Our nameless friend walked away from that, wishing Jake the best of luck. Once he was outside, he took in the fresh air. Well kind of fresh, it mainly stunk of meth labs and gunpowder. Walking into the night, he heard some guy yelling.

"WATCHES! I'VE GOT WATCHES HERE! Yo hey man, this shit'd cost you $600 in the store. Aw whatever man. WATCHES!" Ah that was Ricky, always trying to make a quick buck. Ignoring him, he saw a prostitute trying to look sexy.

"Hey baby, I could show you a good time." She said in a seductive tone. Before he could answer he heard some yelling.

"OH HELL NO!" He heard someone yell. Turning around, he saw some Vice Kings bitching about a tag.

"MAN FUCK THE ROLLERZ!" Some fat white guy yelled out.

"Levar, you gonna let those bitches disrespect us?!" The other guy asked.

"SHIT! What you think?" Levar asked his friends while shaking the spray can. As he started covering the tag, some guys in blue came up to them.

"The fuck you think you doin?" A guy in a visor holding a baseball bat asked them in an angry tone.

"Just bein' civic minded is all." The fat white guy told them.

"That so?" One of the guys in blue asked.

"Yeah, some dumbass cracka went and shit on this wall, and we just cleanin' it is all." The guy tried to explain. He caught a baseball bat to the head. Falling down the fight was on. Our nameless friend watched on, kind of fearing for his safety. One of the guys in blue ran past him and the prostitute, catching a spray can to the head. After that, they heard a engine approaching. Seeing the guns, our nameless friend went paralyzed with fear. Losing his hearing, he couldn't make out what they were saying. Then the real scary shit happened. Guns started blazing. It looked like the guys in yellow had the advantage. The red car went speeding after the the driver was killed, narrowly avoiding our nameless friend. Jumping to the side, he try to calm himself down Looking at the damage, he heard an AK/47 going off. The guy in the blue visor shot the driver. Then, a guy in a yellow shirt with a white tank top over it shot the guy in the visor in the head. Walking to our friend, he pointed the gun at him.

"Wrong time, wrong place dawg." He told him. Closing his eyes, preparing for the shot, he heard it go off but, didn't feel anything. He opened his eyes to see his would be killer dead. He saw a guy with brown hair holding a gun.

"You OK Playa?" Heard a voice ask. He saw a black man with his hand extended out. Helping him up, heard his friend talking to him.

"Julius, lets move!" The guy said in a paranoid tone. The black man who helped him up threw his arm around him and helped him walk. They could hear sirens in the distance. As they were walking away, the car exploded causing them all to hit the ground. Getting up they could hear the sirens coming closer. They sat down across the street.

"That don't look so bad, you should be fine. That's Troy you can thank him later." The man named Julius told him.

"Hey." Troy said to him.

"The Row ain't safe no more son. We got gangs fightin' over shit that ain't theirs, and you in the way. They don't care if you're representin' or not."

"Julius, this is no time to recruit." Troy said, still in that paranoid tone.

"We need all the help we can get, son." Julius said.

"No, we need to get our asses out of here." He told him.

"In a minute. Look, The Row's got a problem. Come by the church when you wanna be apart of the solution." With that they were gone. He watched them disappear into the night. The sirens were getting closer. He hopped up and started running back to his apartment. Once he finally got to the building, he looked out the door to see the red and blue lights finally there. Shaking with fear and excitement, he made way to his apartment. He forgot his key, so he started banging on the door.

"JAKE ANTHONY. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!" He yelled out. Finally Jake opened it.

"Dios mio, what the hell is wrong with you?" He asked him.

"Nothing, nothing. Just really tired." He told him.

"You look like you just went through hell or something." Jake said placing a hand on his shoulder. If only he knew.

"Still got that weed?" He asked Jake.

"Yeah I do. Wanna smoke?" He didn't need to be asked twice. Despite smoking, he was unable to get to sleep. Still very anxious, he paced his room all night, listening to Anthony and his bimbo getting it on. Before he knew it the sun was shining, and he was asked if he wanted to help. This was dangerous yes but, he owed to them for saving his life. Plus it wouldn't hurt to help out a little. Still dressed in the clothes from last night, he walked into the living room getting himself a cup of coffee. He saw Anthony also pouring himself some.

"Hey bro." Anthony said. He didn't respond. Instead, he waited for Anthony to get done.

"Jeez that was some party and chick I hooked up with. Wish I remembered her name." Anthony said taking a sip the coffee.

"Ah, that's the ole hangover cure." Anthony looked up at him. He looked terrible.

"Jesus bro, what the hell happened to you last night?" Anthony asked him.

"Nothing you need to concern yourself with." He told him. Anthony was stupid yes, but he could tell when something was off with him. He could also tell when an ass kicking was near. So he decided not to pry for now, and just drink his coffee. Turning the news on, Anthony turned the volume up. He was listening in and out, but it had his full attention when it was talking about the events of last night. They said nothing really other than it was just more gang violence, and how it needed to stop. The typical news shit. He looked at his watch. 10:30 AM. He figured it was time to go.

"Hey Anthony, I'm going out for a bit OK?" He told his roommate.

"Sure bro, be careful by the sounds of it, this gang shit is at an all time high. Hate to fuck up some guys." Anthony said. He didn't believe him, but he decided to let him have his moment and go on. Now he didn't have a car, so he walked. His heart pounded more and more once the church got in sight. He stood awkwardly feeling the eyes on him. Soon he saw Julius walk out, Troy closely following.

"Every muthafucka here knows what we need to do. Those bitches be ridin' around, thinkin' they own the streets. I don't care what flags they're flyin' Rollerz, Carnales, Vice Kings. No one's makin' this nigga scared to walk The Row. We 'bout to lock this shit down. Right now!" He proudly told them. Everyone was cheering. One cheer caught his attention.

"FUCK YEAH!" Some guy with white and black hair with gold sunglasses yelled out. The guy looked over at him.

"Who the fucks this guy?" He asked with a confused tone.

"Troy and I found him. I was gonna see if he'd ride with us." Julius told him.

"Julius, if he wants to run with The Saints he's gotta be canonized." The guy told him.

"Hey he's right Julius, everyone had to do it." Troy said.

"You ready for this playa?" Julius asked him. He nodded and looked around him. They all circled him, just like high school. He vowed to not hit the women should they get involved. Instead, he'd throw them to the side, hoping that'd be enough. One finally got brave and ran towards him. The guy threw a punch, but he was quick to dodge it and catch the guy between the eyes. He was knocked out. Looking down at his soon to be friend, he felt someone jump on his back. He flipped them over, causing them to hit the ground. As the guy tried to get up, he caught him with a kick to the face. A woman came running at him, her fist ready, she threw a punch. He grabbed her hand, blocking the punch, and threw her into the grass, hoping she was OK. His attention still on her, he felt a fist connect with his face. He looked up to see a rather tall white guy, with his fists ready to go. He did some quick thinking, and tripped the guy causing him to hit the ground. Taking the chance, he jumped onto the guy and started throwing punches. He was doing good until another woman tackled him. She was easy enough to shrug off. Like the other woman, he threw her to the side into the grass. Two guys this time attacked him. One caught him with a punch to the ribs. The other quickly grabbed him, and held him so his friend could get some punches in. Thinking quickly, he was able to jump and catch the guy throwing punches in the face with a swift kick. After that, he headbutted the guy who was holding him, with the back of his head. Taking both the guys, he cracked their heads together and watched them fall.

"ALRIGHT ENOUGH!" He heard Julius yell out. Troy walked up to him.

"You earned your colors today." Troy said as he pulled him into a handshake/hug.

"That's some impressive shit, the only other Saint who kicked ass like that was Johnny." He heard someone say. He figured he'd meet him later.

"Shit took me half the time." The guy now known as Johnny said in a cocky tone. He could tell he and Johnny wasn't gonna get along. He needed to do something.

"Why don't we test that?" He spoke up. Johnny looked at him.

"Excuse me?" Johnny said.

"You heard me. Why don't we test it?" He repeated.

"Kid look, don't get to big now. Just because you kicked some scrubs asses, doesn't mean you can kick mine." Johnny told him. He wasn't sure if Johnny feared him. But he knew that he couldn't back down.

"Scared?" He asked him with a cocky smile.

"You gonna take that from the noob Johnny?" A random Saint asked. Johnny looked over at Julius. Julius gave the nod. With that, Johnny took his glasses and shirt off. He quickly pulled his shirt off and they stood a few feet apart. Both of them observing each other.

"Come on tough guy. Make your move." Johnny said moving around.

"Lets roll cupcake." He told him. He jumped into the air and hit Johnny with a punch. Johnny stumbled back.

"Heh, kid that was weak." Johnny told him. Johnny ran towards him and jumped catching him with a kick to the face. This time he stumbled back.

"Like that was any better." He told him. He ran to Johnny and tackled him to the ground. Both of them rolling around, Johnny was on top of him, throwing punches. Doing some quick thinking, he saw a pile of sand. Grabbing a handful, he threw into Johnny's eyes. Johnny got up, trying to get the sand out of his eyes. Taking his chance, he ran towards Johnny catching him with a few punches. Finally coming to his senses, Johnny caught him with another kick, this time to the ribs. Hunching over, he felt Johnny punching him in the back of the head. Using his strength, he managed to pick Johnny up and slam him to the ground. Both men on the ground, throwing punches at one another. They both shoved each other away, and got up. They both went running for each other. Johnny went to throw a punch, but he ducked it. Johnny turning around, was met with the heel of his shoe. Johnny hunched over. He ran up to Johnny, grabbing him by his two toned spiky hair, he started throwing knees to Johnny's face. After the third or fourth knee, Johnny was finally able to get his hands and block the next knee. Johnny tackled him into a tree, and started throwing punches. He ducked a punch, and Johnny's fist was met with bark. Crying out in pain, Johnny felt his arm wrap around his neck and his legs being tripped. They both hit the ground, and he wrapped his arms around Johnny, getting him into a sleeper hold. He wasn't trying to kill Johnny, only trying to let him know he wasn't a pushover. Johnny's vision started darkening, he was going under. Julius and Troy finally stepped in, pulling them apart.

"Alright, alright you guys, that's enough. You got nothing else to prove." Julius said, as he helped him up.

"Yeah, you guys are both tough. Now come on, stand up." Troy said, as he helped Johnny up.

"Shake hands." Julius told them. They eyed each other down. They had a new found respect for each other. They shook hands, and was greeted to a round of applause. Johnny shot him a respect smile, and he did the same.

"Alright you two, go get cleaned up in the bathroom. After that Playa, you go with Troy he's got something for you to do. Welcome to The Third Street Saints." Julius told him with a fist bump.

"Thanks." He told Julius. Grabbing his now dirty black shirt, he followed Johnny to the bathroom. They were silent at first, the only noise was the water running in the sinks.

"So whats your name?" Johnny asked him.

"Kevin." He told him.

"Kevin, I'm sure you knew this but, I'm Johnny. Johnny Gat." Johnny told him. They shook hands.

"Hell of a way to meet right?" Kevin said.

"Good to know you don't take shit." Johnny told him. After they got cleaned up, Kevin was met by Troy.

"Alright man, its time for you to buy a piece." Troy told him. He nodded, and they made their way to Friendly Fire. It was only a short walk away.

"I gotta say man, I never seen someone handle Johnny like that." Troy said as he got a cigarette out of his pack.

"Hey you smoke?" Troy asked. He nodded and Troy handed him one.

"Need a light?" Troy asked after he lit his. He nodded and held his head low so Troy could light it for him. Taking a hit, he finally spoke up.

"Yeah well, I could tell he thought I was just another scrub or something. Needed to prove him wrong." Kevin told Troy.

"And proved him wrong you did. I like Johnny and all but, he was to cocky for his own good." Troy told him. Once they reached the gun store, they finished their cigarettes, and stubbed them out, tossing them to the ground.

"Alright, there's about $1,000 here, pick out something nice." Troy said as he handed him the bills. He walked up to counter, and picked out a VICE 9 Pistol. After that, Troy suggested they go test it out on The Row. They stole a car, and started driving. After making quick work of The Row, they headed to Forgive and Forget. After that, Troy talked about needing a fun bag from Freckle Bitch's. Dropping him off, Troy leaned in.

"Alright, thanks for the ride, keep what money you got left over, and here's a little more. Don't spend it all in one place. Oh yeah, Julius and I are gonna need ya a little later. Got a tip that there's a turf war going on soon. If we crash their party, we can take all those sons of bitches out at once. Meet me back at the church in an hour or so." Troy told him.

"Sounds good. See ya then." Kevin told him.

"Oh yeah, I never got your name?" Troy asked.

"Kevin." He told him.

"Cool thanks again Kevin." Troy told him. With that they slapped hands, and Troy went into Freckle Bitch's. Kevin feeling hungry himself, decided to head to the Drive-thru. Ordering up a combo meal, he quickly scarfed it down in the parking lot. He looked at his new car, it was a beat up old Hollywood. But it would do for now. He could fix it up later or, even buy a new one once he gets more money. He pulled his wallet out and started counting the money he had left over. He had around $900 left. He thought he could use some new clothes. Driving to a Sloppy Seconds, he walked in. He didn't wanna spend to much right now, so he decided to buy a new black and purple basketball jersey, a pair of black baggy jeans and some black and purple sneakers. He bought a new black baseball cap as well. Looking himself over in the mirror, he thought he looked good. Paying for clothes and wearing them out, he got back in his car. Looking at his watch, it was around 2:30 PM. He started his car and drove back to the church. Walking inside, he was greeted by Johnny.

"Whoa check this guy out." Johnny said with a smile. He chuckled and the two slapped hands.

"Whats up?" He asked Johnny.

"Nothing much man. just relaxing. Drinking a beer. Want one?" He asked.

"Sure." Johnny handed him one, and he cracked the cap off. Taking a big drink, he looked over the members of his new gang.

"So, how long have The Saint's been up and running?" He asked Johnny.

"Couple months now. Julius thought it was time for someone to take it to these other gangs." Johnny informed him. He looked over the female scene.

"Got some nice pieces of ass here." Kevin said.

"Oh yeah?" Johnny asked him with a smile.

"Yeah man, tell me how easy is it to get with one of them?" He asked Johnny.

"Easy as going up and asking." Johnny told him.

"Good to know." He said with smile. After a few minutes of talking with Johnny, they interrupted by Julius and Troy.

"Ready to go Playa?" Julius asked him.

"Yeah, lets go." Kevin told them.

"See ya around Johnny." He told him.

"Cool see ya." Johnny said walking away. They walked to Kevin's Hollywood and drove to the docks. As they were driving, Troy spoke up.

"I ain't gonna lie to you, when we go in there its gonna get rough. Julius, you sure its cool we take this kid instead of Johnny?" Troy asked him.

"Troy, you worry to much. He'll be fine." Julius assured Troy. After a few minutes, they made it. He pulled his pistol from his waistband and cocked it back. Looking over it Julius, Julius spoke up.

"Don't worry Playa, you stick with Troy and me and you'll be fine. With a nod, they were ready to go.

ONE HOUR LATER.

They just shot the final Roller lieutenant, finally able to stop and catch their breaths. It was cut short though. In the distance, they could hear sirens. Troy looked out and saw the cars speeding.

"The cops are commin' man, we gotta lose 'em." They all ran back to Kevin's car, and sped off. The cops were up on them, sirens wailing. Doing some quick thinking, Kevin slammed the breaks, causing Troy to fly from the back seat and bash his head on the dashboard. Julius and Kevin started laughing. Kevin, still laughing sped into a dark ally and shut the car off. All three ducking in the car, they watched as the cop cars sped past.

"Alright we lost 'em. Let's get back to the church." Troy said. With that, they drove back to the church. Once they finally got there, Kevin shut the car off and laid back in his seat. What a first day. Julius spoke up.

"We did it Playa. Saints Row is ours again. But, we're not finished yet come inside I'm holding a meeting." Julius told him. They all got out and walked in. Kevin found a space and stood there. Julius got on the stage.

"Listen up people. I got some serious shit to discuss. Yeah we cleared out The Row. You think for a second that's gonna stop 'em? Unless we wipe all these muthafuckas out, they're gonna keep comin' and they ain't gonna be happy. It ain't gonna be settled until The Carnales, The Rollerz, and The Vice Kings ain't nothin' but a memory. Dex, you got The Carnales. Ever since they hooked up with the Colombians, its like they own this town, and with that drug money rollin' in, we can't compete. Be smart how you move against 'em. The Lopez family has been runnin' that gang for thirty years. There's a reason they still around."

"Got it." Dex replied to him with a nod.

"Troy, you're dealing with The Vince Kings."

"Not a chance." Troy said bluntly.

"Fuck you say?!" Julius asked him in an angry tone.

"Anyone but them." Troy told him.

"You scared of going against Benjamin King?" Julius asked him.

"Man fuck that! I'll take King out." Johnny yelled out.

"Johnny, its not that simple." Julius warned.

"Bullets still kill muthafuckas right? Doesn't get much simpler than that." Johnny said.

"Keep an eye on ya boy." Julius said to Troy.

"I don't need a fuckin' babysitter Julius!" Johnny yelled out. Julius clenched his teeth.

"Keep an eye on ya boy." Julius repeated.

"Who's got The Rollerz?" Dex asked.

"I do." They all heard a voice say. They all turned around and Kevin's jaw dropped. There he saw her. A beautiful Asian woman. Standing about 5'6, wearing blue, and having her hair being held up by chopsticks. She was beautiful. Who was she?

"Lin? The fuck you wearin' blue for?" Johnny asked her. Well that settled Kevin's question, wondering who she was.

"I asked Lin to hook up with The Rollerz. We don't know much about these fuckas, so I wanted one of us on the inside." Julius informed everyone.

"I didn't think The Rollerz pimped ho's!." Some dumbass said. Lin turned to him and punched him in the face. Falling to the ground, he was out.

"Any other comments?" She asked looking around.

"Yeah, when you punch, don't throw your shoulder so much." Johnny spoke up telling her.

"Shut up Johnny." She said in an annoyed tone.

"Hey I'm just sayin." He said in his defense. Lin looked around and saw Kevin standing there. He shot a smile to her. She shot one back and winked at him.

"Once we're done here go talk to one of these guys. They'll have something for you to do." Julius told Kevin, who nodded.

"Its our time now. Lets get this shit started." Julius said. After he was done speaking, Julius walked away. Lin walked up to Kevin.

"Hey I'm Lin." She said with a smile, extending her hand out.

"I'm Kevin." He said with a smile as well, taking her hand into his, shaking it.

"So you're Kevin? I heard about you almost took Johnny down today."

"Hey!" Johnny spoke up.

"Quiet." Lin said looking at Johnny.

"Shit whatever." Johnny said walking away.

"Anyways, Johnny is a cocky bastard. 'Bout time someone knocked him down a peg or two." Lin said to him.

"So listen, here's my number. Call me when you're ready to move on some Roller stuff. I usually always answer, if I don't just leave a voicemail and I'll get back to you ASAP." She told him.

"Sounds good." He said with a smile. With that she walked away, putting a little extra sway in her hips, knowing he was watching her. He stood their with a big smile on his face. He looked around to realize he was alone. He walked out of the church, and into his car. Starting it up, he drove away. Once he was home, he knew he'd have to explain his new stuff. Walking into the apartment building, he walked over to his mailbox and checked his mail.

"Bill, bill, bill, letter letting Anthony know his subscription to a porn site is almost up, bill." He said to himself. Unlocking the door, he threw the stuff down on the coffee table and got a beer from the fridge. He was tired what a first day. He saw Anthony walk out of his room, wearing nothing but boxers.

"Hey there you are. Where ya been." Anthony asked him.

"Busy." Kevin told him.

"Where'd ya get the new threads man?" He asked.

"Dammit Anthony, does everything have to be a game of 20 questions with you?" Kevin asked him in an angry tone.

"Damn, sorry man." Anthony said.

"Oh yeah, here's a letter for you. Your subscription to Bangerztube is almost up." He told him as he handed him the letter. He walked into his room and took his shoes off. Laying down on his bed, it felt so good to relax. He started taking his stuff out of his pockets and laying them on his nightstand. Then he found a little piece of paper with the name "Lin" on it. He smiled and decided to call her. Grabbing his cellphone, he flipped it open and dialed the numbers. After about 4 rings, she answered.

"Hello?" She said.

"Hey Lin, its Kevin." He told her.

"Kevin? Little early to be moving on the Roller stuff." She said with a chuckle.

"I didn't call about that. I just wanted to talk, I mean if that's fine with you." At her apartment, Lin cracked a smile.

"Sure. Lets talk." She said as she laid down on her bed. Laying on her stomach, crossing her ankles in the air, she listened as Kevin talked about the fight with Johnny in great detail.

"Wait, so you locked him in a sleeper hold?" She asked with a big smile.

"Yeah, if Julius and Troy didn't stop us, he would've passed out." He said.

"Wow's that's so badass." She said. Looking at her clock, it was around 2:30 Am. She didn't realize she and Kevin had been talking for almost 3 hours.

"Oh my god, I didn't know it was 2:30." She told him.

"Oh damn, I didn't either. I got some shit to do with Johnny tomorrow. We should get some sleep." He told her.

"Yeah we should, thanks for calling me though Kevin. It was nice talking to you." She said with a smile.

"Hey Lin, before you go, do you think we could go out for a drink sometime?" He asked her. She smiled.

"Sure I'd like that. I'll let you know when I got some free time." She told him. He wanted to burst with joy, but he tried his best to stay cool.

"Awesome. Call you later?" He asked.

"Sounds great. Goodnight Kevin." She told him.

"Goodnight Lin." He responded. With that, he flipped his phone close and sat it down on the table. He couldn't stop smiling. Getting up, he could hear the faint moans of Anthony watching porn in his room. He banged on the wall, and could hear Anthony fall from his chair and hit the ground. He laughed as he changed into his boxers and letting sleep take him.

Alright guys chapter one is done! I really hope you guys enjoy this. I was very excited to do this. So to really describe Kevin, his voice sounds like the first option for the male voice on Saints Row 3, really love that voice option. Now if you guys aren't to keen on the name "Kevin" feel free to tell me and I'll change it, truth be told, I came up with it on the spot as I do with most of my stories. Sorry if there's any spelling errors and things of that nature. I hope to update soon. Also I hope to update "I chose to save you for a reason" soon, maybe tonight or tomorrow. Anyways, as always guys rate, review, and stay tuned for the next chapter. THANKS!