My Lion. || BXB

chapter six.

i think i underestimated this fight greatly. as my friend group approached the spectators, a shiver was sent down my spine at the amount of people who came to watch. this was insane, it was like a hundred people all gathered together forming a circle.

issac and freddie were at the front of the rest of the friends now, shielding our way through the crowd. when we were finally at the inner circle, mickey went forward with cormac and stood in the empty space alongside lionel and another lad.

me, nick and freddie were all at the front of the circle which meant we got front row tickets to this show. i wasn't sure whether i should be happy about that or not. my eyes drifted over to lionel's corner of the circle. he had his back facing mickey, which was quite brave may i add, and he was talking strategics with the other boy who was standing with him. 

lionel looked focused, with his fists clenched and his teeth gritting together. i knew he wanted to win, but i also knew how badly mickey wanted to win. fuck, what was about to happen?

"ARE WE READY?" isaac shouted over the crowd of people, and everyone fell silent at the call. lionel finally turned around, revealing his face to me and everyone on my side of the circle. his eyes trailed across all the spectators, and eventually our eyes connected momentarily.

he glanced at my brown orbs, and then dragged his eyes down my body. a wave of uncertainty flushed down my body in that moment and i didn't know what to do with myself. i fiddled with my fingers awkwardly, waiting for him to look back up at me — and slowly, he did. lionel stared at me for a moment more before turning his gaze onto mickey's stone face. i let out a deep breath after that.

"hell yes, i'm ready." lionel spoke with confidence and a part of me envied it. as isaac came to stand with us, and lionel's mate also merged in with the circle so only two boys remained. only now did i realise why lionel had so many bandages and bruises on his face.

lionel's friend, whom i didn't know the name of, then blew a whistle loudly and both the boys pounced.

mickey swung his right fist into lionel's jaw and the boy flinched backwards. he winced in pain, but only for a minute before recovering and rushing at mick. he rose his knee and thrusted it into mickey's stomach, which made the boy scream in pain. lionel took the chance to then punch him square in the nose and instantly a waterfall of blood erupted from mickey's nostrils. god, this was horrible to watch. i flinched everytime a hit was thrown, and sometimes i even moved my gaze down to my shoes.

minutes later, mickey shouted, "okay, FUCK! that's enough, you win bastard!" but by this point, mickey was on the ground with lionel throwing punches at his ribcage so i think it was already obvious who won. lionel grinned to himself at mickeys words, and then rose up to his feet.

the boy lifted his fist in victory and the boy who had previously been in the circle with him came rushing back to give him a reassuring high five. i watched the scene unfold, isaac instantly rushed to mickey's side while cormac stayed behind in a state of shock. he was obviously very certain mickey would win...

"pussy." lionel muttered while he watched isaac swing one of mickey's hands over his shoulder.
"piss off, lion. you already won." isaac spat, furrowing his eyebrows at lionel's cocky grin.

the red haired boy rolled his eyes, moving his gaze from isaac back to the crowd. he scanned through everyone in the front row until he eventually stopped on me again. his lips curved up into another smirk as our eyes met, and i could feel my cheeks warming up.

lionel lifted a hand and brushed it through his dark hair, containing eye contact while doing so. i don't know what was happening, it was like i was stuck in a trance and didn't know how to get out. i found myself watching the boys every move. the way he shook his head to push his hair out of his vision, the way his tongue glided upon the fresh blood on his bruised lip and the way he carried himself with pride... it fascinated me, and i damn well knew it.

"hunter." one of my friends shook me, and i regretfully looked away from lionel to turn to nick who was shaking my shoulder.
"come on, we're all going back to freddies house to get mickey cleaned up." he said, and my eyes widened at that. when i looked behind him, all the rest of our mates had already legged it.
"shouldn't he go to the hospital?" i asked.
"no, he can't afford it. isaac knows first aid." he explained, and i nodded in understanding.

nick then grabbed onto my sleeve and started pulling me through the crowd, but not before i quickly turned around to look at lionel again. he was talking to his friend, but it was like he knew i was staring and instantly turned to look back at me. neither of us did anything, we didn't smile or nod, we didn't speak or communicate with our eyes, we simply just stared until i was out of view and surrounded by unknown people.

nick and i saw the rest of our group further up the pavement, so we jogged to catch up with them.
"hi lads." i said, and the others all returned my greeting except mickey who was still wincing in pain. by the end of the fight, i was surprised mickey was still conscious by the state of him.

he had a large black eye, his nose and lip were bleeding profusely. his hair was no longer in the bun, it had fallen out and was now sprawled across his shoulders and covering the bruises that trailed all across his face.

when we finally arrived at freddies house, the boy struggled momentarily at unlocking the door before we all flopped inside the house. it was silent before we had entered, so i assumed none of freddies family were currently home.
"get him on the couch, again." he said, and issac led the injured boy through the house. the rest of us followed after them except freddie who stayed behind the lock the door and get some medicine and the med kit for mickey.

issac flopped the boy onto the soft surface, and mickey let out an uncomfortable huff.
"i nearly had him!" he said, and he was right. lionel also was pretty beaten up, he had bruises on too of bruises and his lip was bleeding, but mickey did clearly lose unfortunately.
"i know mate, i know." cormac said, patting mickey's chest comfortingly as we waited for freddie to bring the bandages.

what a crazy first day, i guess.