First off, number 1 in lovertation? That's crazy! Also, how many chapters do these stories usually have? Because I know as soon as this one ends, y'all are getting a new one, but I don't know how long they usually are. Is like 20 too short?
Reps POV
It's been a month since me and Lover got together. Which also means it's been a month since the little "incident" that totally disrupted my tutoring session. To be fair, I had other plans.
Every day, me and Lover meet in the locker room before and after school to talk, since it would ruin my name if I was seen making out with her.
"So, are you ever going to tell 1989 and Midnights about your attempt? About anything?" Lover pulls away from me, leaving my neck with a mark.
"You seriously stopped making out with me to ask that? There are way more important things to be doing." I pull her back into me, but she doesn't comply, leaving me pouting.
"Yes, I am. This is a big deal! I don't know why your acting like everything is fine, when it's not! You almost killed yourself, and then showed up to school the next day laughing like nothing is wrong! It's really concerning that you can hide something like that."
My hands find her hips and I give her a soft look. "Lover, your making it a bigger deal than it needs to be. They don't need to know about any of it. Your the only one I've ever told, and I'm already starting to regret it." I take a breath. "As much as I love.. hanging out with you, I don't need you controlling how I act with my friends. Once I'm fully healed, I'll talk about it, but just give me time, I'm really trying."
"But your not! You are literally still cutting yourself! You said you would tell me if you were going to start that again, but obviously you didn't. I was really starting to think we had something, and then you just hid more from me! " She knew about that? I really tried to hide it. "I noticed it a week ago when you wouldn't let me touch your arms. Then I noticed you still "using" your makeup compact."
I struggled to find words. "I-Its just hard to talk to someone about it. I'm sorry Lover. If people would stop fucking making up rumors about me, it would get a lot better. But right now the whole school things I'm a slut."
"If I deal with that, will you please try to get clean? Just try your hardest, even if you can't?" The puppy eyes she gives me are so hard to resist. I give in with a nod and she walks away.
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I open my locker a note falls out, with the word "SLUT!" written in it. I turn around and the whole hallway is looking at me, people silently laughing or letting about small giggles.
Looking around at everyone looking at me, the rage in me starts to sizzle, but I immediately forget about it when I see someone else being treated much worse than some letters for shits and giggles.
About ten lockers over from me, Lover is being pushed into the wall by a group of girls who are smirking as she cries.
I have no idea what they are saying, but I run over immediately.
"What the hell is going on here?" I look at the girls, who I recognize to be a group of juniors who are on the cheerleading team.
"Oh miss rainbow over here has apparently been getting knocked up, and has some hickies all down her neck. She won't tell us who though. How about you knock some sense into her? I mean you know a thing or two about this kind of stuff." The tallest of the group lightens her grip on Lover, where I get a good look at her face. Her cheeks are red and have tears running down them. Her eyes are filled with panic.
Well shit, I really left a mark this morning it seems.
"She doesn't have to tell you anything." I pull Lover away from the girls and flip them off. "Who she is with is none of your business, now fuck off."
The girls give me a look and one of the girls, who has dark hair, rolls her eyes and scoffs as she walks off.
"Thank you. I'm sorry." Lover says, wiping her nose. I take my hand and gently wipe the tear falling down her face.
"No need to be sorry, you don't have to tell them anything you don't want to." I give her a small smile. "Although, why didn't you just tell them? If I wasn't there you totally would've gotten beat up."
"Well neither of us are really out yet, and I don't want to say anything you don't want to be said. I would hate for you to get any worse mentally than you already are."
I give her a chuckle. "Look I really don't care, people won't be surprised, they probably think I've fucked everyone in this building at this point. Which doesn't really make sense, thirty seven is not that high of a body count."
Her jaw drops. "THIRTY FUCKING SEVEN?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Mine is one. And I think we both know who that is." We both break out into a grin.
"Yeah but technically you've done it seven times now. Eight if you want to head to my car." She didn't need another word, because soon enough she grabbed her bag and we were walking out to the car.
Nope. Not writing that. However... thirty minutes go by 💋
"Lover, can you be any louder? I thought we went over this. Your going to get us caught."
I push her off of my lap and set her next to me, leaving her longing for more.
"You can't just leave me like that." She crosses her arms and puts her self back on my lap.
"You can't make me do anything. If you want to do it, you can do it yourself." I expected her to just groan and sit back next to me, but when she grabs my waist and starts biting at my neck, I can definitely say I was pleasantly surprised.
For someone that has never been with a single soul until me, this girl knows how to leave a dark bruise.
"I have a party tonight love, I can't go around like this."
She just shrugs her shoulders. "Just claiming my territory." I lean my neck back, giving her more room. As much as I acted like I hated it, I loved when she did it. However, I was not expecting the very sharp grab on my ass.
I let out a small gasp. "I thought you said we had to be quiet." She said, smugly. "You said if I wanted it, I had to do it." One of her hands leaves me, to come back on my inner thigh.
"Oh, your in charge now?" I laugh a little bit. She just nods, moving her hand closer.
Although she barely makes it to my shorts before I hear a knock on the car door.
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