I had completely forgotten about Brent till I saw him standing right Infront of my house saying we should walk to school. He then began telling me all about Zane and his hiking trip, though my mind was nowhere there.
All I could think about was Weston and how Brent didn't know I met up with him after I literally cried in his arms for a week just because of Weston.
I felt guilty that once again I would be keeping things from him. I feel as though if I should tell him how Weston told me he was just misunderstood Brent would never believe him and just be disappointed at how easily I fell for him, again.
He was protective of me, and the fact Weston had me crying just gives him a good reason not to trust whatever Weston says.
"Lews?"
"Hm?!" I snapped back as Brent snapped his fingers in my face.
"I've called your name three times already. Is everything okay?" His blue eyes stared at me with concern as he waited for my answer.
I parted my lips then turned away from him. "Yeah. Just have a lot on my mind"
He didn't say anything, but I was stunned when he suddenly pulled me into a warm embrace. His arm wrapping round my waist while his other pushed my face into his chest. His grip round me was tight, yet comforting.
"Sorry I couldn't be there with you during the weekend. I'll make sure to be with you till school ends today" He whispered as his hand soothingly caressed my hair.
I didn't say anything and just let myself relax into him embrace. "... Okay"
God, I hate myself.
We soon got to school and when I mean Brent stuck to me till first period, I mean it. He was practically more observant everywhere we go and to be fair, it was annoying. I know he was looking out for me, but he practically taking it overboard.
I didn't even see Weston, but I'm sure once he saw Brent practically scanning the area and sticking to me like glue he must have taken the hint.
The moment the first bell rang I couldn't help but be more glad. Brent offered to walk me to class, but I just told him to get to his because his accounting teacher wouldn't to so thrilled if he was late to class. That got him running, but not before he gave my hair one last ruffle and ran off.
I sighed and watched him disappear. A smile couldn't help but creep up my face. Brent was amazing.
I on the other hand had chemistry and knew as well my chemistry teacher wouldn't be any happier if I came late. So like everyone else, I began making my way to class.
As I began to make my way up the stairs I suddenly felt someone grab my hand and began dragging me up the stairs like I was some rag doll. Looking up I paused as I realized it was Weston. I felt my cheeks redden as I immediately looked round to see if there was anyone in sight. Once I realized there was none, I sort of calmed down, but didn't say anything.
He took me up till the third floor where both our classes were, but instead of parting ways and going to our classes he dragged me right into the restroom and shut the door behind us.
"Hey, what's up with—" He immediately cut me off by pinning me against the wall. Both his hands on the wall besides me which blocked my path to any escaping. He loomed over me and didn't say anything. He just stared. "Um... Are you okay?"
He stayed silent and for a moment I thought he wouldn't say anything before he suddenly hugged me tightly and buried his face into my neck, inhaling my scent and exhaling it before relaxing into the embrace. Okay...
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Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)
RomanceNot enemies Not lovers Just strangers with some memories. *** To put it simple, Lewis Henderson, the boy who has his life planned out, hates Weston Griffin, their school's biggest playboy for their unspoken past together. Now they're in their last y...