Harboring Feelings >> Becstin

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AUSTIN'S POV

I hear a hard cracking noise coming from my jaw when Jimmy's clenched fist makes the connection. I stumble backwards, before I feel my body engulf in rage.

This asshole is still hung up on the fact that Becky is with me.

Well, not with me, with me. Not yet, but she's still with- we're friends and Jimmy's mad about it. Alright? There.

Before I can lay a single blow on Jimmy. I see Becky rushing through the crowd around us and puts herself directly into the fight.

Jimmy uses the fact that I'm distracted and tries to throw another punch, but Becky pushes him back forcefully.

I see Jimmy raise his hand to her, and my eyes instantly widen. But, before I can slam him into the lockers and smash his face in for raising a hand to a woman; Becky throws a few combinations, knees him in the groin and pushes him to the ground.

That's my girl.

Becky steps back in disbelief at what she just done. She covers her mouth with her hand.

BECKY'S POV

I can't believe I just did that. Where the hell did that even come from?

I look at Jimmy's unconscious body and I feel a small bit of pride build in me.

Why am I proud? I just knocked someone out.

"Alright! Show's over! Everyone get to class!" Mr. Walter shouts orders to the student that witness me knock out my ex. The crowd immediately starts to disperse.

"Mahone. Grab Deshler's body and put him in the nurse's office. It's the least you can do for rendering him unconscious." Mr. Walter demands.

"I was the one who hit Jimmy, sir." I own up to my assault.

"Gomez?" Mr. Walter asks for clarification, I nod sadly, "You expect me to believe that a girl that is 4' 11 knocked out my star basketball player?" He asks.

"I'm actually 5 ft. now." I pipe up.

"Gomez-" he shouts, "I can't believe I'm saying this," he mumbles to himself, "Office." He says sternly.

"Do you want me to carry Jimmy?" I ask him. Mr. Walter shakes his head. He looks at Austin who is staring at me in awe.

"Mahone. Be a gentleman and carry Jimmy here, for Miss. Gomez." He tells Austin. Austin still stares at me and nods his head without breaking his gaze on me.

Austin lifts up Jimmy effortlessly and throws him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"I can't believe I did that." I whisper to myself as Austin and I follow Mr. Walter to the office.

"I can." Austin mumbles.

"What?" I snap, "I know I may look intimidating sometimes, but I never thought I'd ever actually hurt someone." I say. I feel the guilt starting to eat away at me.

"I can't believe you knocked him out in less then 4 hits." Austin laughs. I glare at him.

"This is not funny, Austin. Stop laughing." I growl. Austin's smirk drops.

"Why'd you try to protect me anyways?" He asks curiously. I bite my lip.

"I don't know. I guess when I saw you about to get hit again...I just...had to do something." I say, not really knowing how to put my feelings into words.

"Why?" Austin pushes. I groan.

"Because I couldn't see you get hurt, alright?" I spit. He looks a little taken back at my outburst.