Chapter 19;
Tallie p.o.v
Work was, as usual, boring today. I managed to find a few people jobs or interviews, but it was hardly what I'd call 'fun'.
Dean had been wierd with me all day - he'd ignored me, given me venomous looks and I had even heard him spreading rumours.
One in particular really got to me - that me and Eric were only going out to hide him being gay. Instead of reacting like I normally would, I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself.
At lunch, I sat and ate with Sophie in the staff room. We received evil glares from basically everyone, but I had no idea what I had done, so I decided to ignore them. We were just getting a tea when my phone buzzed.
"Hello, beautiful :) are you on lunch break yet? xx"
"Hello, handsome :) Yes, sat with Sophie just chatting :) xx "
"No Dean then? I can't blame you. How has he been today? xx"
"No, he's been a total idiot. Even if he did talk to me, he'd get a slap xx"
"Mmm, I would like to see you get physical ;) but if he he does bother you anymore, I'd be more than happy to 'have a word' for you :) xx"
I grinned to myself, earning a shove and giggle from Sophie.
"You've had that grin on your face for ages!" She laughed. "Let me guess, Eric's being a total cutie?" She winked.
I nodded in reply and we both giggled. "And it's all because of my party that you two finally realised you liked each other."
"What do you mean?" I asked, confusion lacing my voice.
"Oh, come on! You two had been ogling each other for months!" She laughed. No I hadn't been ... Had I? I laughed, thinking about it.
I text Eric back. "I'm not going to get into this now - later, I promise ;) but thank you. I've got to go now but are you still able to meet me later? xx"
"I'm holding you to that ;) of course :) I love you xx"
"I love you too xx" I stuffed my phone, along with my bag, back into my locker and braced myself for another 4 hours with Dean shooting me daggers.
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"Thank god that's us finished for the week!" Me and Sophie laughed as we walked out of the back exit.
"I know right? I can't wait to get home!" I sighed.
"Aww. Is Eric meeting you?" She questioned.
"Yeah, he should be here now actually ..." I trailed off, looking for him.
"Ah good." We heard Dean from behind us. "Just what we need - a groupie shagging, media whore." He spat.
I took a deep breath and started to walk away, ignoring the insult that was aimed at Eric.
"Good on you, babe." Sophie smiled at me.
"Hey, I'm not finished with you yet!" He shouted. I stopped in my tracks and turned to face him.
"Yes, you are. I-" I was cut off, much to my horror by him stepping right up to my face and smashing his lips to mine. He broke away breifly to say
"You're screwing him, so why not me? Aren't I good enough?" before kissing me again.
I stood there frozen by shock. "Babe, move!" Sophie shouted at me. I could feel his tongue demanding entry to my mouth and it made me feel physically sick to my core.
I moved to pull away, our lips briefly parting before he caught me again. "Urgh, get off!" I managed to mumble between jerky movements.
He didn't move, so I shoved him away with all my strength. He stumbled back a step or two before regaining his balance.
I shook my head and walked in the opposite direction. I immediately saw Eric, standing there with a look of horror on his face.
I didn't realise he was here, but before I could say anything, Dean grabbed my arm again, and I lost it.
I span around, aiming a punch squarly for his nose. I heard a satisfying crack as he dropped my arm and was about to turn to walk away when he spat something.
"That's it, go back to your gay boyfriend."
My brain didn't register anything as before I knew what was happening, I was lunging foward and my knee had collided with his groin, my arm holding him there so he couldn't escape.
He fell to the ground, moaning in agony. I bent down and pulled him so that he was against the wall and whispered in his ear.
"Don't ever touch me again." I growled. "I will castrate you if you do - got it?" He nodded slowly and I straightened up, breathing deeply to calm myself.
"Natalie!" I heard Sophie gasp. "That was amazing!" As she ran towards me, hugging me from behind, I saw Dean shuffle away, crouched over and clutching his nose. I couldn't help but smile slightly.
"It was." Eric said from behind us. I looked at him, having nearly forgotten about him. Sophie let me go, wishing me (and Eric) farewell as she hurried off.
"I'll be honest," He smirked as I walked towards him. He enveloped me in a hug and instantly kissed me. "That was one of the hottest things I have ever seen."
"Really? Me beating someone up turns you on?" I asked, a bit confused.
"No, you being authoritative turns me on." He breathed heavily.
I felt his hands slide around my hips and under my shirt, coming to rest on my back. Our lips were barely touching but the rest of our bodies were crushed together.
"W-we shouldn't do t-this here. Take me home." I gasped.
He grabbed my hand and we walked at record speed to his flat.
