I have to rush to choir before Mrs. Macintosh makes me sing in front the class. When the bell ring, I feel like kicking myself. Maybe she isn't here today. I trot into the room and like I hoped,a substitute is standing in front of the class. I slip into the nearest chair at the door. which is next to Shane. "How long you've been in choir?" He whispers to me. I smile. "Ever since the school year started." I answer. He opens his mouth to say something but quickly close it. He closes his mouth so fast, I hear his teeth click."Avalon Morrow."The substitute says and I face palms myself. The class burst into laughter. I growl at them and the class hush up quickly. "I go by Cole."I explain to the season woman. She chuckles and say,"There is a note on the side of your name that clearly states that you go by your middle name -" I quickly stop her from saying my middle name. She pretends to zip her mouth. I slump down in my seat and hide my face. "Oh Avalon."A boy in front of me says in front of me. I snap at him. "If you want to keep your teeth,shut the hell up."I say,grabbing his throat. Shane pulls me away from the boy. "Yeah,Shane get your bitch."He snaps back. I am about to slap the boy but Shane grabs my hand. "Turn around."Shane says through his clench teeth. The boy obeys and Shane lets go. "You need to find a way to control that temper of yours." says Shane,slumping back into his seat. I roll my eyes. He clears his throat and I catch him staring at my boobs. I smirk. "Like what you see?" I question,on the verge of bursting into laughter. His eyes flicker up to mine for a split second then he stares at his Timberland's. "Are you doing this for attention or something?" He breathe out. I chuckle. I put my hand on his thigh. He catches his breath and stare at me with wide eyes. Since we are at the back of the classroom,no one sees us. I smile. "Actually,Shane,this is payback." I explain to him. "For what I said this morning?" He asks, almost as he can't breath. I move my hand up a little and he groan. "Shit,I'm sorry. I didn't mean-,"I move my hand up more so it is super close to his crotch,"God." He closes his eyes and throws his head back. His face is red and I wanna know how far is he going to let this go. "I believe you but I am going to get you back." I respond. He stares at me like he is dying. "Please,Cole,do something now."He whispers. I look down and he has a massive boner. I chuckle and pull my hand away. He lets out a breath and glare at me. "I fucking hate you." He says,holding my hand. I snatch my hand away. "So you're playing hard to get?"He question,scooting my chair in front of him. I am somehow in front of him and he is three inches from his lips. "No,honey. I am this hard to get." I correct him,smirking. He chuckles. "So you are going to be mine before this month end." He bite my bottom lip and smile.
I let Shane drive me home but his truck run out of gas and we are on the side of the road. I get out the car with Shane. "How far is the house from here?"I ask,thinking about walking. He glares at me. "Twenty miles." I groan and just my luck,it begins to fucking rain. "OH YOU GOT TO FUCKING BE KIDDING ME!"We yell as rain pour down on us. "Get in the car." demands Shane. I shake my head,making my curly hair bounce. "I am not arguing with you." He tells me. I lean against the truck,defiant. He growls. "Stop being difficult." He says. He pick me up and then our eyes meet. My ankles hook around his waist. I never notice how beautiful his eyes are. "Cole."He says. I lean in and he do too. "God,you're hot." I whisper. He smiles and kisses me. I love the way his lips perfectly mold to mine. He puts me down and his hand is on my waist. His hands begins roam. Our kisses speed up and Shane opens the backseat door. He lays on top of me and begin to kiss my collarbone. I whisper his name and I swear I heard him moan.Shit,am I going to do this?
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Is It Love?
Teen FictionHe was rich. I was poor. He had his life in the bag. I didn't want my life. He loved me. I didn't know if I loved him. He was mine. I was his. He was sane. I was insane.