Right Through Me (Austin Mahone Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10- "Number fourteen"

│Sophomore Year: April│

"Stop!" I laughed trying to push him away but I couldn't even move him; he was stiff as a rock.

"Just one more kiss," he pouted giving me the best puppy dog eyes he possibly could "Please."

Twisting my lips to the side, I brushed my fingers at the back of his neck contemplating my next move. One more couldn't hurt, right?

Leaning in, Mason rested his forehead on top of mine as his minty breath ran across my face. Even though my back was against my locker and basically everyone could see us, it still felt as if we were the only two people in the whole building. He had captured my attention along with my body, if I could out it that way, and now he was teasing me, again.

"What's in it for me?" I smiled pulling his body a smidge closer to mine.

His hands rested at the small of my back while he traced invisible circles, my skin tingling to the sensation. "Do I really need to answer that?" I bit down on my lip shaking my head up and down. "Then I guess you're just going to have to see to find out."

Placing a kiss on my cheek, his eyes shot back down to my lips before he made them one with his. I kissed back immediately wanting to feel him as he pulled me into his body, my back arched into his chest now fully depending on him to keep me up. Our innocent kiss soon grew into this make out session and I couldn't help but get lost into the passion it held, or at least right until I heard someone yell at us that is.

"Get a room!" the person said making me rip violently apart from his grip. I suddenly felt my face flush with embarrassment as I turned around to get my books.

"Fuck you!" Mason shot back "At least I have a girlfriend." he continued to mutter underneath his breath incoherent words which I assumed were swears. That's what I liked about Mason; he was exactly like me. He knew what he wanted and he didn't let anyone play him, he said what needed to be said. Although sometimes it could get out of hand, I was always there to remind him to back off and take a breath.

Now you might get the impression that he's a total jerk and only wants to get in your pants but that a complete lie, he's the exact opposite.

Mason isn't in any sports team nor does he hang around with all the jocks, instead, he finds pleasure in skateboarding at the back of the school with his friends.

His piercing, crystal clear blue eyes with his rather very dark hair makes his complexion stand out from any other guy in the school. He has the most beautiful smile not to mention the most kissable, plump lips I had ever seen. I often wondered how I hadn't had any interest in him before but now it didn't matter because obviously, we were together.

Dragging his hand from my side all the way to my back, he gave me a reassuring squeeze before heading out to class with all the other students strolling down the hallway. Just a single touch could make go insane, he was perfect.

"Someone just got some action," and oddly familiar voice snuck up from behind, "Everyone was watching."

"Kaylee, do me a favour and stop talking?" I bent down grabbing the last of my stuff before shutting my locker.

When my eyes met hers, she wiggled her eyebrows in a teasing matter only making me laugh in response. She always caught me at the worst moments.

"So how's lover boy? Apparently he's quite the kisser, or so I heard."

I shrugged suddenly feeling uneasy about the whole thing. Mason and I had been going out for barely a month now and I still couldn't seem to get used to the nonstop questioning, I guess that's what you get for having the spot light constantly on you.