Finding Love

Chapter 14

AJ's POV

My jaw clenches as I fiddle with the stupid fucking lock on my locker, the one that is constantly getting stuck.

Someone suddenly pats my back, and I go still, every muscle in my back tensing up at the feeling of someone's hand on me.

"Hey, man" Some blonde guy grins at me as he leans his shoulder against the locker beside me.

I shoot him an annoyed look, not knowing who the fuck he is, let alone why he's speaking to me, before turning back to my lock.

Five minutes.

I've wasted five fucking minutes on this goddamn lock-

"I'm Anthony?.. We have maths together-".

"Don't care" I mutter, tugging on my lock and resisting the urge to fucking punch the locker when it fails to open yet again.

I glance at the guy beside me, wondering why he's still here.

He's staring at me, his eyes narrowed a bit with annoyance. If he's annoyed, he can turn and walk the fuck away. Yet he isn't. Why?

"So...are you and Lynn together?".

I stop, my attention on the lock vanishing as I focus completely on glaring at the fucker beside me, who is smiling.

"No, we aren't. Why?" I snap, turning to him.

Clearly, he's a fucking idiot, because all he does is grin in response as he says, "You know why".

He then fucking leans close to me. "Between you and me yeah? She's caught a lot of attention" He chuckles, not noticing how my hands are balled into fists by my side.

"All these showoff- easy sluts are getting boring man. We all just want some chill. Lynn has that. And not gonna lie- under those baggy clothes I see some-".

I have the fucker pinned against the lockers before he can finish his disgusting statement, because I know I will murder him if he says what he's thinking aloud.

Fucking Anthony's eyes widen while I hold my forearm to his neck, forcing him to stand on his tippy-toes while I glare.

The guy's eyes dart to the side and stay there just as I hear a sniffle. Turning, I curse when I see the back of Lynn as she quickly walks down the hallway, her head down.

Feeling another wave of anger hit me, I slam the guy back against the locker.

"The fuck is your problem man?!- get off me!" He yells, shoving at me but I don't budge, only add more pressure on his neck.

"Don't fucking speak about her like that" I snap, making him scoff as he rolls his eyes. "It was a compliment, you dumb fuck!".

I glare at him, adding more pressure onto his neck, making his eyes widen as he starts to claw at my arm.

I then feel a hand on my back, and like before, I go tense.

My heart hammers in my chest as-

"AJ" I hear a familiar voice say.

I feel the muscles in my back relax under her touch, and my anger fades a bit.

I look over my shoulder, seeing Becca standing there, her eyes on me. I soften my glare as I look at her, before looking behind her, noticing the crowd of people watching us with their phones out.

"What the fuck?!-"

I slam him back against the lockers again, making him groan as I lean closer. "If I so much as hear her name on your lips I will run you over with a fucking car" I mutter, keeping my voice low.