❤Fall For Me❤
Hey guys, finally uploaded Chapter 6! This chapie will let you know what they will be doing with their parter in Mrs. Potters class:D
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---Owen's POV---
I spent all my time chatting with Britney, answering all her random questions about my personal life for thirty minutes. Where the hell was our teacher?! Of all the days she could choose of getting late, she wanted this day.
Sam was sitting two rows behind us, pulling out a face all battered up in pain. I had the urge to call her and tell her to come sit with me but I saw someone else. Jake. His f*cking face right beside Sam. That explained her worn-out expression. How could she possibly stay there beside him? I could tell it might had felt like hell there. She looked so uneasy and uncomfortable, wanting my ass to get up, pull her over from there and bring her right beside me. But not until Mrs. Potter came in. The tardy woman who I hoped to appear minutes ago had finally come.
She brought in loads of boxes with the word fragile written on them.
" I'm sorry. I apologize for my tardiness, never going to happen ever again. I had just gotten my order from Japan, so students, this activity is not going to be easy. This requires lots of attention and time with your partner." she said.
Everyone wondered what it was and I was actually the most terrified student in class now. Specially having the thought that I needed to spend loads of my time with Britney.
I snapped my head behind me towards Sam's direction, signaling her for help. I was mouthing the word help, but she was busy talking with Jake. Were they getting back together? I shook the thought off for it seemed impossible at the moment, until I was disturbed by Britney's excitement.
"Owen! We're gonna have a baby!!!" She clamored out loud.
"What in the world are you talking about?!" I questioned in horror. The last time I could remember, I haven't slept with Britney either conscious or drunk. Not even tomorrow of forever!
As soon as the boxes were given to us, Britney opened it And brought out...
" What the hell is that creature?!"
" It's our baby" she grinned.
I look towards Sam's seat to hopefully ask for help once again but she was motionless with Jake. Just seeing her was enough to inflict pain in me. It was so contagious that I felt myself in her shoes. Poor Sam baby...
Sam stood up, heading outside the classroom. She passed through my seat so I took the chance and grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Where are you going?"
"Restroom" she avoided any eye contact.
"Are you okay?" Obviously not. What an idiotic question.
"I'm fine. Let go of me." she entreated but I was hard-headed in letting go of my grasp. Until she eyed me, wincing pitifully, so I released her.
" Honey, listen up, don't get the instructions wrong. Our baby needs proper care" Britney reminded mindfully, cooing the fake doll.
Mrs. Potter then talked about the Baby. " This activity will be keeping your weekend busy. Since today is Friday, you'll be returning him or her this Monday. I'm giving this project for it connects with our topic, parenthood. Now let me talk about its features. It's made in Japan and is the most advanced 4 month old baby doll. Its made out of soft wax figure, giving out the most precise texture of the human skin. Now on it's back is a Need Meter, consisting of three different parts. Hunger, hygiene and energy. It's color turns green when satisfied, yellow When glum and red when critical. Its batteries are locked up inside, so there's no cheating now. Don't forget to feed it with liquid baby food every four hours, Its all included in the box. It will then poop it out after some time whatever. Class, I know this is a hard task but you will be graduating in a month from now, so I expect proper care "
It was hard for me to understand and swallow up everything she said. Her words were mixing and dancing in my mind as if I had Dyslexia. I couldn't even take care of my dog Popsie, how much more on this frikin' baby? And forgot to mention, Britney and my baby!
" Owen it's a boy!" she announced gladly.
I gathered up some guts and finally glanced at it. Screw life. It scared the hell out of me. It looked so real, its eyes were crystal blue just like mine and it was blinking! It even coughed for crying out loud! It reminded me of Chucky, the possessed doll. How am I supposed to survive this? I honestly needed Sam's help.
Britney handed 'him' to me and I couldn't stop the chills from running up ad down my spine. But when our skin first touched, the contact actually filled my heart with joy, as if it belonged to me somehow. " He's really soft." I whispered emotionally. So this was how being a father felt like.
Sam came back and saw me holding the baby in my arms. She paused for a while, stared at me and went back to her seat. She wanted to comment on something but a problem bothered her, and of all odds, I got my attention back to the doll, back to my baby. The bell rang and it signaled our morning break. Everyone headed out to the cafeteria but I was still enjoying my moment.
" Owen! are you okay?"
" huh?"
" I've been calling your attention for the sixth times." Britney worriedly said.
" I'm fine. Here." I handed the baby to her and went out to find Sam instead.
I passed through the hallway and to my surprise, I spotted Jake kissing someone. Why was he kissing Sam after all that happened? Sam wasn't so stupid to actually do that too, was she?
I scoffed closer to them like a secret agent to get a closer look. I know! I was stalking my best friend. But my mouth fell lower than the floor when I saw him kissing another girl. Oh sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, what do we have here. Sam shouldn't see this. How dare he!? Sam trusted this bastard, she got hurt because of this moron! I ranged in anger as I uncontrollably satisfied my inflamed mind, doing what I felt like doing. I furiously went up to him and pulled him over his collar, banging him to the wall. I didn't notice I was raising him over the floor. I was too tall for him, but I didn't care, I'll let him taste some of my bad side. I clenched my fist, shuddering hard already. I aimed to punch his mouth but a voice stopped me from doing it. Sam would surely tell me to stop if she was here so I crunched the wall instead. The pain was enough to distract me from out-shaping his face.
"What is this all about? Did you plan on breaking Sam's heart that easy just to be with this girl here! Well let me tell you. You will never be allowed to touch Sam or I will be breaking every bone of your face till your lips are swollen!" I threatened his soul.
I threw him to the floor and left him alone with his 'new girlfriend', trying to help him get up. " watch out" I whispered to myself in distress.
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❤Fall For Me❤
Humor'Owen is my best pal. Since we were kiddos, sleeping in one bed together has never been a big deal for both of us, even now that we're 17. We fight and argue a lot, yet we know our boundaries. But is it possible for our perspective to alter as we ge...
