Dylan Sprayberry is so delicious!! Ugh! Lmao. Aka, Gavin!
School. The point of school? I have no fucking clue! Everything we learn in school is stupid, they say we'll need it throughout life, math maybe, but how will I need history for life events?
"Bella!" I am shaken out of my thoughts when Devon's voice and face come into my line of thought.
"Get your face out of my face." I use my hand to push his head away from me.
"We're at school," he informs me. My eyes widen and I look out the window. Sure enough we are sitting in the schools parking lot. Great.
I've been dreading school every since the events that happened on Saturday. I even tried to convince my mom that I was sick so I didn't have to go to school, she knows me so well.
I know I shouldn't feel guilty for what happened on Saturday, but I do. I have a feeling that I cheated on Gavin in a way. Even though I didn't. Gavin is the one who started all this, I was just dancing with somebody and he had to go all hulk smash on me.
"Alright, let's go," I sigh and run my fingers through my hair before getting out of the car. Devon walks by my side, we pass his group of friends and I furrow my eye brows. "Aren't you going to go to your friends?"
"Nah, I have to get a few things done before home room," he tells me, I nod in understanding.
We split ways once we get into the school, me heading to my locker. I punch in my code and grab the things I need for Language Arts. Gavin's in that class, I remember and internally groan. Slamming my locker shut I close my eyes and try to calm my nerves.
"Hey, Bella," a deep voice greets me. I wrench my eyes open. The voice belongs to Nick.
"Hey?" I respond, unsure of how I'm supposed to reply to him.
He chuckles. "I'm sorry about Saturday, I wish I could've been able to hang out with you more."
He wanted to hang out with me...more? Wait a minute, shouldn't I be apologizing for Gavin's behavior?
"Don't be sorry, I should be apologizing. What Gavin did was uncalled for," I explain to him.
"Yeah, well that's Gavin for you," he sighs, then stares at me. "Mind if I walk you to class?"
"No, not at all," I smile up at him, earning a dazzling one in return.
I turn around so we're facing the way to my classroom and Nick does something I hadn't expected him to do. He places his arm over my shoulders.
I know, it's just an arm, but it's the arm of one of the hottest guys in school. How could you not fan girl over this?
I blush. "Where are you going first?" Nick asks.
"Language arts," I tell him, already having that sickening feeling in my stomach. Seeing Gavin makes me want to curl up in a ball and die.
"Fun," he laughs. I smile up at him.
When we finally get to the front of my classroom I turn to face him, he leans a shoulder on the wall and stares at me.
"Thanks for walking me," I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, looking down at the marble floor.
"No problem, I wouldn't mind doing it again, either." His words shock me. The fact that he so openly said this to me, or the fact that he wants to do it again. There both amazing.
"That would be-"
"Didn't expect to see you on this side of school." A voice says from behind me, I notice Nick's mouth turn upwards slightly. Curiosity gets the best of me, I turn around to be met with the piercing green eyes that I've always found enticing.
"Yeah, I was just walking Bella to her class," Nick tells Gavin, a smirk playing on his lips.
"I don't see why you would be doing that." Gavin crosses his arms over his chest, never removing his gaze from Nick.
"Does there always have to be a reason?" Nick is full on smirking right now. They seem to be sizing each other up, and that's when I step in.
"Well, thanks for walking me to class, Nick, but the bell is about to ring," I tell him.
"Like I said, I don't mind." Nick smiles genuinely at me before bending down and wrapping his arms around me, embracing me.
I can practically feel the anger rolling off of Gavin in waves.
When Nick releases me, he glances behind me at Gavin, then walks away.
I start walking towards the door when my arm is gripped and I'm spun around, into Gavin's hard chest. Flustered, I look up at his face, which is screwed into a scowl.
"I need to get to class," I whisper, wanting to get as far away from him as possible.
"Not until you tell me why you were walking with him," he challenges, his hands tightening around my waist as he pulls me closer. My hands instinctively flatten against his chest, feeling his rapid heart beat underneath.
"Why does it matter?" I sigh, closing my eyes. The bell rings, but we don't move an inch.
"Why wouldn't it matter? I've made it clear to you that I have feelings for you, yet you keep pushing me away," he furrows his eyebrows, trying to piece the puzzle together.
"I pushed you away?" I laugh humorlessly. "You laughed at me when Chanel spilt my lunch on me. Instead of helping me, you laughed."
The tears I've tried so hard to keep in start to sting my eyes. I use my hands and push at his chest, trying to get him away from me.
"I told you I was sorry," he states incredulously. I don't stop my pushing at his chest. "Would you stop?"
"Nope," I say. Gavin growls and pushes me against the lockers, the metal makes a clanging sound as my back hits them. Gavin puts my arms above my head, his hands holding my wrists to the locker securely.
His breathing is heavy as he stares at me with blazing emerald eyes.
"I fucked up...bad. I told you that I was sorry."
"Sometimes sorry isn't enough. Because we all know that people apologize, but end up doing it again. Apologies never really mean anything," I inform him, in a whisper.
"Then let me make it up to you," he pleads. The look he gives me just about melts my insides. He looks sad, so distraught that it makes me want to kiss him all over and tell him I forgive him.
I think that in a way, I already forgave him, but I'm interested in seeing what his plans are to make it up to me.
"Okay," I whisper in defeat.
He releases a breath. "Come over to my house after school, I'll drive you," he instructs, raising an eyebrow in question. As if he would actually let me say no to him.
"Sounds good," I sigh. He smiles before leaving to go to class. I feel very cold without his body heat against me.
I just hope that this whole 'making up to me' deal isn't going to backfire on me.
What have I gotten myself into?
It's a short chapter and I apologize for that. I will try to update again tonight if not then I will for surely tomorrow.
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