Tough Love

Chapter 7 (Tyler's POV)

Clover, I think her name was, and I stood in the office, awkwardly huddled in one corner.

Mr. Fin paced across the grey carpet furiously.

He whirled around to face us, knocking a cup of water and a couple of books onto the floor.

He turned to glare at us.

"Do I even want to know the reason?" He asked us angrily, raising one very hairy eyebrow. I was about to answer when...

"It was my fault." I whipped my head to the side and stared at her. She continued to stare at her trainers. Why the hell was she taking all the blame?

"I tripped and spilled my food all over him," she said calmly, nodding her head in my direction.

Mr. Fin nodded grimly and turned to face me.

"Anything to add boy?" I nodded still staring at her. He raised his eyebrow even higher.

"It was actually my fault," I said softly, not necessarily talking to Mr. Fin. Her beautiful brown eyes snapped up to meet mine. I felt my breath hitch. What the fuck?

"I said some things I didn't mean." Mr. Fin nodded again. I blinked wondering what made me blurt out such faggotry.

"You both will spend an hour in detention every day for the next two weeks." I rolled my eyes.

I already had an indefinite term of detention anyway.

He sat and dismissed us, exhausted from his pacing.

Clover stormed out, leaving a trail of her strawberry scent behind her.

Good riddance.

I decided to go and see Ashleigh before soccer practice.

This girl did things to me.

I was getting soft.

None of this was my fault. She came to my school and brought the drama with her. She said things without thinking too, yet I was defending her.

Her brown eyes held so much pain. She constantly used her hair as a shield, from the rest of the world, but she was tough. Her lips were so full, so beautiful, so kiss...

What the fuck is wrong with me?

She was occupying all my thoughts. I rubbed my eyes, shaking my head to clear the image of her in my head.

She was stuck there.

Ashleigh found me first.

"Hey Baby," she whispered into my ear as her arms snaked around my neck. I instinctively grabbed her ass, pulling her to me. She giggled and wrapped her legs around my waist. We made out heatedly against my locker, ignoring all the stares.

I sucked on her bottom lip, biting it a little so that she moaned. I had just started kissing her neck when I saw Clover staring at me, disgust very eminent in her eyes. I gave her my signature grin.

I was going to put on a full show for her.

I roughly stuck my tongue into Ashleigh's mouth, making her release a loud, unearthly moan. I started groping and squeezing as many things as my hand could manage at the same time. She was reaching her climax.

I couldn't have that happening here.

I pulled away from her, watching her eager face turn into a pout.

"Not here baby," I said, still tracing patterns on her back, "But I missed you." She grinned flashing her white teeth at me.

I feel better now.