Trouble

Christofer's POV

I suddenly see a fist hurtling towards my face. I had no time to react so it hit me next to my lip. Blood instantly started pouring out of my mouth.

"S-STOP!" Katie screams and tries to pull me back.

All I know is that I can't show any sign of weakness.

"Awww, look! The whale is gonna defend you! That's sad." One said.

"Shut up, you don't disrespect a girl like that, dick biscuit!" I yell back.

"Oh, do you want to see disrespect?" One says with an evil grin on his face.

He veered back and slapped Katie on the left side of her cheek. She almost fell to the ground, I held her for about .2 seconds until everyone in the hall flinched or ran. Teachers and principles were standing around the whole scene.

"So Mr. Ingle... What did you start this time?" The head administrator asked.

"Nothing, sir. I was walking with Katie and carrying her books and these guys came up and started talking sh-crap to Katie and I. I told him to stop and he lashed out on me, then on Katie." I said in a really innocent voice.

He looked over at Katie, who still had tears and fear in her eyes, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Y-yes, Christofer was just verbally d-def-fending me a-and h-he punched him and he said s-stop and h-he slapped m-me." She said between tears and breath.

She also showed him the red mark one of the jocks left.

"I'll make sure he does not bother you anymore. He will not be going back to school anytime soon, no need to worry." The head administrator told Katie with a half smile. "I'll also let you two off for the rest of the day. Goodbye." He said very seriously and winked.

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Katie's POV

After that incident, I'm still really shaky and teary.

"Hey, he's gone, babe. You don't need to worry." He looked at me with such sympathy. He was actually kinda cute.... Wait wut?

"So, what now?" I ask, wondering where were going, what we're doing.

"We can go to my place... If you want" Chris said.

"Yeah, that sounds nice." I say with a smile. I caught him smiling.

We arrive at a small little place. It wasn't really old and nasty looking, and it wasn't really nice looking either. We walk in and I see 80's poster EVERYWHERE. There's also hippie paintings, like peace signs, everywhere. It's so cute! We walked down a little hallway and I see a room full of instruments. Literally, there was a wall covered in ukuleles. There were a few guitars on stands, there was also a drum set.

"This place is amazing." I say quietly.

"Thanks, I've been working on it for a while." Chris says with a shy smirk.

"How many people have been here?" I asked randomly.

"If you're talking about girls; none. If you're talking about people in general; 2." He said.

"Only TWO? This place is amazing!" I say actually confident. "Can I see one of those?" I ask him, pointing to his guitars.

"Uhmm, sure! I don't see why not." He says nicely.

"Okay!" I walk over and grab one that he drew all over.

I started strumming a song that I barely remember. It was one I remember seeing on YouTube like a year ago, it was called something like "I Love You...something something". As I'm strumming, I look at Chris and his face had an undefinable look. He looked impressed, yet confused.

"Hehe, um.. That song.. Is-is m-mine." He said scratching his head awkwardly.

"WHAT?" I exclaim, "I heard it on YouTube but I didn't know it was by you! Oh my gosh! What's it called again?"

"I Love You More Than You Will Ever Know..." He says with a slight smile.

"Christofer, it's- I can't- you- what?!?!

"I've never really publicized it. I get bullied enough. I just post unwinding videos on YouTube..." He trails off a bit.

"Well, can you sing the song?" I ask quietly.

"Only if you play the guitar." He says with a smirk as he walked in closer to me.

I start to strum and he starts singing.

"Oh, I know that I am here and you are there

But we still have our love,

We move just like the moon and sun"

He sung like a freaking angel. He got to the part when he said 'I love you more than you will ever know' and he leaned in. I think I know where this is going.

He put a piece of hair behind my ear and leaned in further. I wasn't going to reject this.

He dipped his head down and our lips made contact.