My Lion. || BXB

chapter eighteen.

i was on my way to the cafeteria on my own when i felt a tap at my shoulder behind me. i turned around and saw an unfamiliar tall boy standing behind me. he had dark skin and black hair that was in dreadlocks with little cuffs in it. a dark blue beanie was stuffed om the top of his head and he had a shiny grey chain on top of his school shirt on show. for some reason, i felt as though i had seen this guy before, but i still felt very awkward as his cold gaze was set on me.

"are you huntley?" he asked me, which sent a shiver down my spine. how does this random geezer know my name?
i looked back at him, "yes, who are you?"
"don't matter, lio asked me to get you though." and them words sent me into cardiac arrest. well— almost.

"what?" i asked, and then realised where i had seen this guy before. he was always in the circle with lionel before his fights with mickey. i assumed they were close friends.
"come with me." and then he grabbed onto my upper arm, leading me down the opposite way of the hallway.

my eyes widened in shock, was this kidnapping? "if lionel wanted me why didn't he get me himself?"
"he couldn't be bothered, so he asked me."
"so you're his lap dog?" and the boy halted at that, instantly turning around and pushing me against the wall aggressively.

"shut your mouth kid, or it'll be your downfall." his voice rang in my ears and i couldn't help but feel pretty vulnerable in this moment. i didn't respond, just nodded slowly and then he thankfully let go of me.

when he started walking off again, i knew he wanted me to follow him. so i did.
"what's your name?" i asked.
the boy didn't even look at me, but responded simply "alex."
"okay." the rest of the walk of silent and i had no idea where this guy was leading me.

he took me outside and onto the school field, which i had never been on before. i know a-lot of people come here to spend their lunches, but me and my friends always stay in the cafeteria so i hadn't really explored anywhere else yet. he let me across the tree-line until we eventually heard voices and i felt a bit more comfortable knowing i wasn't alone with this tall muscly guy anymore.

"lio!" alex said loudly, his voice echoing through the tree's. many of the voices stopped and then came lionel walking through the miniature forest towards us. "got what you asked for."
"i'm not some object you are trading." i butted in, not really liking the way i was being referred to.
"i never said you were." lionel said, stopping infront of me calmly, then he turned to alex. "thanks mate." alex nodded back to him and then walked further into the trees and towards the conversation.

now lionel and i were left alone, which made me feel somewhat giddy. "why am i here..?"
"i wanted to see you again but i didn't know how since i don't have your number or anything." he said, and my cheeks and ears went undeniably hot at his words. he wanted to see me again?

"then why not come get me yourself? don't send some random guy i don't know who will push me up walls."
lionel's eyes furrowed at my response, "he pushed you against a wall?"
"yeah. because i called him your lap dog." i shrugged and lionel smirked at my tone. i couldn't help but grin back at him, and he then grabbed onto my forearm and led me away from the chatter we could faintly hear.

"where are we going now?" i asked again, and lionel sighed.
"why so many questions?"
"because i'm confused. this is practically kidnapping, my friends are probably wondering where i am." and then i remembered my friends, shit. if they knew i was with him right now i don't even know what they'd say.

"well your friends are pricks." he stated bluntly and my eyes widened.
"you and mickey need to get over whatever problems you have. its pathetic to have weekly fights."
"you don't think it's hot? when i beat his ass and stand victorious?" he was saying it like he had won some crazy war, but i just wasn't interested.
"i think its hot when you're on the floor bleeding to death." i laughed, and he rolled his eyes at the memory.
"shut up."

we walked a bit further before we eventually stopped at a fallen tree. lionel let go of my arm, which i forgot he was even holding, and sat on the tree trunk. i got the memo and sat besides him. "now what?" i asked, and then got a sense of deja vu.

"can i have your number?"
"no."
"why?" he laughed at my quick response, and i couldn't help but grin at it too.
i rolled my eyes, "because that's weird." and then as if on cue, my phone started ringing.

"shit." i cursed to myself, checking the caller id. i stood up from the seat, bringing the phone to my face.

"hi." i said into the phone, knowing lionel was listening to my every word. "yes, i'm fine. please dad, i told you to text me when i'm in school not call." another pause... "i'm not saying that—" "no i never said that, all i'm saying is i can't always answer calls. texts are easier. please, you know i didn't mean it like that you have a right to want to check up on me frequently after what happened."

lionel caught my eye momentarily and raised his eyebrow in interest, i rolled my eyes back at him before looking away.
"yeah, okay. bye dad." and then, i hung up the phone.

"what was that about?" he asked me as i sat back down besides him.
"my dad, he was just checking in."
"he does that alot." he said, and i remembered back to the first time lionel and i kissed. my dad also called me then, so he was probably pretty curious by now. "why?"

"uh—" did i really want to tell him the whole story? i hadn't told anyone... "there was this incident in primary school which led to me being homeschooled for the next few years. he finally agreed to me coming back to school this year but he said it was only if he could text me hourly checkups."
lionel was quiet for a few moments, probably processing the information which was fair enough. "what was the incident?"

and then my heart dropped, what was i supposed to say? i knew i wanted to tell him, more than i had wanted to tell anyone. but i was so scared he'd view he differently...

"i— i uh haven't told anyone.." i mumbled, my eyes fixated down at my shoes. i felt lionel's hand place on my knee, grabbing it lightly.
"you can tell me, and i won't tell a soul." and for some reason, i don't know why, but i trusted him.

"okay well..." and with a deep breath, i told him.