my boyfriend is my bully

chapter 25

I chew on the end of my pen as I watch derek from across the room. We're in English class and I am not concentrating.. well, on the work anyway.

A teacher walks in. He says something to derek. He gets up and follows him out of the room. I furrow my brows.

After class I find him in the hallway. I smile at him. He walks into the supply closet. I grin. I walk in after him.

I put my hands on his jaw. "My birthdays tomorrow" I whisper. He kisses me. I run my fingers through his hair.

He pulls away. "No" I grab him again. He chuckles. "Wait, I need to tell you something" he pushes me against the wall, keeping me at arms length so I can't kiss him again.

"My next class is going to be a.. well.. um.. a 12th grade class" he says. "Really?" I ask. He nods. "I got moved.. today" he says. "That's great.. who am I supposed to stare at now in class?" I say. He glares at me. I giggle.

"You're acting different today" he says. "What do you mean?" I ask. "More confident" he says. I smile. "Do you not like it?" I furrow my brows. "I didn't say that" he says.

"Um.. so, tomorrow" I smile. "Yeah?" He smiles, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I giggle.

"What?" He asks. "You know what!" I say. He chuckles, shaking his head. "Are we going to get.. um" I stop. "Geettt?" He teases. "Get any time alone?" I ask nervously, my nails digging into my palms.

I look down, blushing hard, my hands shaking. "Yo-You" he gasps "you want to have sex? Oh my god meredith!" He says. I open the door and walk out.

He laughs, following me. "Meredith, I'm just joking.. I'm messing with you" he pulls me back. I look down, my cheeks bright pink. He pulls me back into the closet.

"Don't be such a wimp" he says. "This is really embarrassing for me.
And I'm scared, it'll be my first time!" I whisper. "I'll be nice" he says. "You're never nice" I say. He chuckles.

"I'll be nice to you tomorrow meredith, I promise you" he puts his hands on my cheeks. I smile.

"Tell me what you're nervous about" he says. "You're not a very gentle person.. I'm scared it'll hurt" I say.

"I'm gentle as fuck!" He says. "You once tripped me up whilst I was wearing heels.. my face got slammed into a locker" I say. He laughs hysterically. I roll my eyes.

"I forgot about that" he laughs. I hit him. "Stop laughing!" I say tearfully. "I'm sorry.. sorry" he puts his hands on my cheeks.

"I didn't mean for you to actually hurt yourself when I did it.. I just thought you'd stumble a little" he says. I scoff.

"Listen, we're like.. kissing and crap now, I won't hurt you.. ever" he says. "So romantic" I giggle. He grins slightly.

"We don't have to do anything tomorrow unless you want to.. but either way.. I'll give you a very nice present and a birthday kiss" he says. I smile.

The bell rings. "I should go" he says. "Concentrate in your new lessons" I hit him playfully. He chuckles softly, nodding. We leave and go to our separate classes.