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Lachlan's POV
I don't know what it was that started all this. Maybe it was the slight bump of shoulders in the hallway or possibly the hello as we pass each other on the streets.
But having this amazing boy by my side, knowing he's mine and safe is the best feeling. As we walk the halls together, i pull him closer to me so he doesn't get pushed.
I had no clue why the halls were this packed, usually the odd few groups of people.
"Let's ditch?" I whisper to the smaller. He runs his fingers through his black hair. "Yeah right. Like You are gonna ditch." He laughed.
"Shush. Keep your voice down cutie." I tease. His face turns a soft pink as he smiles. "I wasn't kidding, let's ditch." I say. He looks up at me as he bites his lip ring.
"Alright, Mr.Bad boy." He laughs, taking lead. I follow behind him as he leads me to the back of the school. We walk out to the trees near the outskirts of the property.
I let go of his hand so we can sit across from each other. "How was biology?" I ask. He shrugs slightly and laughs.
"I might have slapped cal across the face with a frog leg, so I have detention all next week" He giggles cutely. "Vikk! You are terrible!" I say, covering my mouth.
I mean, I'd do something like that, but not at school. "Eh. Nothing new, now is it?" He say, propping himself up.
"I guess." I shrug. I stare intently at the boy sitting in front of me. His lip ring stuck out, as do his snake bites.
His jet black hair brushed across his forehead, almost covering his upper eyes. Today he's wearing a charcoal black band t-shirt that has green day displayed on the front.
A bunch of bands are displayed on his wrists from almost the elbow to his wrist.His grayish black ripped jeans encased his legs tightly but the perfect fit.
Along with his heavy biker boots that stayed in place on his feet.
It clashes with my outfit of a soft pastel blue tee with ripped light rose pink jeans and my flat galaxy converse which all matched my blue flower crown.
I tug my flower crown ever so softly off the top of my head and set it onto his. I adjust it so it looks perfect and sit back. He tilts his head slightly, making him look like someone out of a movie.
"Why the flower crown?" He asks, touching it softly. "It looks cute on you." I say. He looks down and smiles.
The bell rings, signaling that the day was over and we could go home. "My place or yours?" He asks, standing up. I follow his lead and pat down my clothes.
"Doesn't matter to me. Probably yours mate, my parents are home." I sigh, remembering what had happened last time. "Babe, It's okay, That was a while ago, It's alright." He smiles, taking my hand in his. I smile and kiss his head, nodding.
Long story short, my parents don't like me dating him because he's too 'dangerous'. It didn't end well when they first met.
We walk down the sidewalk with our bags slung over our shoulders as we walk to Vikk's house. It's not to far from the school or my house so it's easy to walk to.
"YO LOSERS!" I hear from behind us. Josh and Simon come running up, laughing and pushing each other. "You call us the losers" I mutter. Vikk laughs beside me.
