My Protector: The Bad Boy | Protector 1.3

Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

       Living away from my parents was probably the most difficult thing I had to go through. Okay, not the most difficult seeing as I was paralyzed from my waist down for a few months. And the boy I loved tried committing suicide three times. And he was in a coma for two weeks.

       But not living with my parents was way up there. They weren't there to wake me up for school or make me meals. I had to do that by myself.

       In fact, I also had to wake up my roommate and make him meals because he was the laziest person I knew. I couldn't wait for classes to start so he would get his butt out of bed.

       I looked at my watch and sighed. The university meet and greet was in ten minutes and he was still in bed. Looks like I had to wake him up.

       Again.

       I walked towards the bedroom, seeing Grayson Prince laying on the bed, his arm rested over his eyes. I heard his quiet snores and as adorable as it was, I had to wake him up.

       I hopped onto bed, the sudden movement causing Grayson to groan. "Must you wake me up?" he muttered, keeping his arm rested over his eyes.

       "Yes," I said. "The meet and greet starts in ten minutes and you're still sleeping."

       "I was," he corrected. "Can't I sleep for five more minutes?"

       "Grayson, it's almost two," I said, laying on my stomach. I propped myself up on my elbows and rested my chin on the palms of my hands. "Please get up?"

       Grayson sighed, removing his arm from over his eyes to look at me. His ocean blue eyes look exhausted, which made no sense because he has been asleep for over twelve hours. "I love you and everything, but you're depriving me from my sleep."

       I smiled, leaning down and pressing a kiss on his lips.

       When he pulled away, he groaned. "Why did you pull away?" he asked. "I like kissing you."

       "Yeah? Well, I don't like kissing you when you have morning breath," I pointed out as I got off the bed. "Come on, the meet in greet is in ten minutes. I want to check out the university and meet future students."

       Grayson sighed, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. "Do we have to go?" he asked.

       "Yes," I said. "Get ready. Please?"

       "Fine," Grayson muttered as he got off the bed. I smiled at him before walking out of our bedroom to leave him to get ready. 

       About five minutes later, he was dressed and ready to go. After putting on our shoes, Grayson grabbed his apartment keys and we walked out, him locking the door behind us. 

       "So," he said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Want to walk there or take my car?"

       "I'd rather walk," I said. "It's a five minute walk so there's no point of taking your car."

       "Fine by me," he said, moving his arm from around my shoulder to hold my hand instead.

       By the time we got to the university we were going to be attending, many students were already there. The whole purpose of the meet and greet was to check out the school for those who weren't able to do it yet and to meet new people.