A Case Of You

CHAPTER 2

princes pov

Watching the young girl stare down at her hands I was shocked. How could someone want to hurt an Angel as beautiful as her. I guess some people just don't see her true beauty.

The well covered up bruise was caused by her own father. That annoyed me deeply. "Well do you remember" I asked changing this touchy subject. "Yep" she smiled and began to slowly play the piece we had been practicing. She was a little rusty on this one but she was learning great.

"Look... Put your hand here" I said as I manipulated her fingers onto the keys, feeling her hot soft, honey coloured skin was heaven. I wish I could feel more of it. Underneath me.

"That's where you should start" I found myself whispering, unable to properly speak as her beauty choked me up. This is hard. Too hard.

Seeing that our time together had ran out I sighed "we gotta leave it there" I smiled at her "ok... Don't tell anyone about my bruises... Right?" The young girl begged me. I stared into her eyes, in love with those big chocolate pools. God how I'm in love. "Right" I smiled gently.

"Sel..." I called before she opened the door. "Here's my number" I said giving her the piece of paper "just incase you ever need me" because God how I need you. Obviously I didn't say that last part but I wish I could. I wish I could just tell her how in love I am with her.

"Thanks sir" she smiled. Watching as she left, I groaned in frustration. Sexual and non sexual frustration.

The amount of wet dreams and fantasies I have involving that child is unbelievable. But it's something more than that. I feel in love when I think of her. I've known her just a little under a year now and oh how she drives me crazy.

Finally getting home to my warm apartment, I was quick to throw off my jacket and shoes before rushing to my bedroom. Throwing my tired body onto my bed I groaned. Almost immediately I did my favourite thing second from being with Selena. I fantasised about her.

Unbuttoning my shirt I imagined it was her, eager to find more of my skin. I felt myself growing hot already.

Before I could unzip my trousers and relive a lil tension from my aching member my phone rang.

Unknown caller.

I stared at the buzzing devise in hope. Please make it be her.

"Hello?" I greeted "Mr Nelson?" I heard her soft gorgeous voice call through my phone. "Right here" I laughed hearing her nervous laughter. "What you up to?" She said happily. God girl, if only you knew what I was up to. "Oh nothing... Just thinking" "of?" She asked. I thought weather to tell her or not.

"You..."

"Me?" I heard her ask "yeah... You. Your my favourite person" I smiled as my heart thumped for her. "Meet me for coffee? Munkabeans coffee house? 20 minutes?" She asked. My heart almost busted right there and then. "Ok.. I'll be there" I said. She hung up. Quickly jumping up I went to get ready.

Walking into the coffee shop, there she was at one of the tables. I gently smiled at her, sitting down facing her. "I've only got 15 minutes... Dad called and he wants me home" she sighed. "He won't hurt you will he" I asked, concerned "no.... Maybe not until Friday when my report card is in" she giggled.

Seeing her hand resting on the table I placed my hand on top of hers. She stared nervously at our hands, mine dominating hers as it laid helplessly between the cold wood of the table and the burning skin of my hand.

Feeling her small hand pull from underneath mine I sighed. "What are you going to do... When you get home?" I asked curiously. "Go to bed..." She smirked. "It's still early" I told her.