All I wanted was a bad boy. A boy to show me off, a boy to love me, but be an asshole to everyone else. To share his, big leather jacket with me when I'm cold. I wanted make out sessions against his awesome car that everyone was jealous of. And that is exactly what I got with Phil. That was why I was up against his slick black car right now, in the school parking lot, letting him completely dominate me. His hands running through my hair, pulling lightly, grinding against me, making me moan into his mouth. That was why everyone was watching us, gaping at how I, Daniel Howell, the loser with no life, got bad boy Philip Lester, the boy everyone wanted. Phil was the asshole all the girls and guys wanted.
"BOYS!" one of the teachers finally yelled making me pull apart from Phil, making him frown slightly and turn to her.
"Yes, Mrs. Johnson?" Phil asked with a huge sarcastic smile on his face.
"What is wrong with you Philip? Have you two forgotten the rules? No PDA!"
"Maybe you should go yell at them" Phil pointed to the kids across the parking lot doing the same as us. "Get out of my face if all you're gonna do is be homophobic" And with that Phil turned back to me and captured my lips again, and I was eager to kiss back. When Phil finally pulled away again he pulled me forward and opened his car door to grab our school bags.
"What was that?" I asked slightly shaking from the idea of us getting detention because of how Phil talked to the teacher.
"Relax babe" he purred, as we walked, not walking hand in hand, but with his hand in the back pocket of my skinny jeans grabbing my arse, and I loved it. "She won't do anything because I made the point of the other couple, I know what I'm doing".
I just nodded in response quietly loving the nickname, and how gentle he was with me as we walked into the school. We went to my locker first after Phil forced me because 'I was more important' as we were walking to his locker he decided he wasn't done with our make-out session and pushed me up against the wall, I put my books on the bench "conveniently" placed next to us and wrapped my arms around his neck. The chatter of students started to die down and soon the only people in the hallway were us and the few students ditching and running to class from being late. Even though there were barley any students it all started to go down hill.
Phil and I were violently pulled apart by my ex, Eric, who obviously didn't get the memo Phil and I were together, and he was pissed.
"What the bloody hell Dan!?" He yelled pissed.
"Eric? What are you doing?" I asked cautiously not wanting anything horrible to happen to me.
"The real question is, what are YOU, Dan, my boyfriend, doing?!"
"I broke up with you yesterday after school Eric." I sighed shaking my head and looking at Phil who was obviously very pissed at life itself right now.
"And I told you that's not how it works. You're MINE Dan, and when I'm bored of you, I'll tell you."
"He's who's?" Phil asked now even more irritated than before.
"Mine" Eric reiterated.
"Try again mate" Phil growled before he punched Eric in the jaw. "He isn't anybody's but if he was, he would definitely be mine".
I just stood there, I had no idea what to do. Phil was normally rude to others, him, Chris and Pj were the bad asses that nobody touched, and everyone knew not to get into fights with them, especially not Phil. But Eric didn't seem to know what set Phil off, and at the moment I was that thing- being we only started dating yesterday and he is now very protective of me.
Phil grabbed Eric and proceeded to punch him in the jaw again and knee him in the stomach twice before he pushed him onto the floor. When Phil turned around he kissed me again roughly, leaving the now bloody version of Eric to watch us. I then grabbed Phil's hand and looked at his bleeding knuckles pulling him to the bathroom to clean them.
"You worry too much babe." he sighed as I put his hand under the running water.
"I don't want anything to happen to you though." I mumbled embarrassed at how scared I get about people's health. Plus, I needed those hands.
"Oh babe, don't be embarrassed. Your worrying is cute" He said stroking my cheek pulling his hand from under the water.
"Phillll!" I whined as he turned the water off.
"I told you, you worry to much" he chuckled as he got closer. "Now, can we finish that make-out session we were having" he purred in my ear pushing me back against another wall. I nodded and he attached his lips to mine once more. And the rest? That is for your imagination.
(A/N: Okee soooooo
ONESHOT #2 YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
this was kinda difficult to write because i didn't know what to do next
BUUUUUUUUUT my sister thought it was funny so I kept going with it.
Adios my tiny kittens <3
-Alyssa)
