Fighting for Love (COMPLETED)(EDITED)

Chapter 4

Scott's P.O.V

After Tyler pulled me off, I noticed the crowd surrounding us but one person caught me eye. Leslie. She was glaring back and forth between me and Bree. Before a teacher could come, Leslie grabbed my arm and dragged me away.

"What the hell was that for?" She asks angrily

"He's an asshole. That's what that was for."

"No, it wasn't just that. You did it for Bree didn't you? I saw the way she looked at the fight and I saw how angry you were. You've never talked to Adam in your life so it had to be for Bree. Why?"

"I can't say but he deserved it."

"Well if you can't tell your girlfriend things then it's over. You can have fun with that bitch and fight all her battles for her. I'm done."

Tired of her shit anyways, I shrug my shoulder and walk away. I didn't want to be with Leslie anyway. She was so controlling and bitchy, I couldn't take it anymore. Grinning to my self I walk back inside. My smile drops when I see Bree standing right where I left her with tears running down her face. Why?

"Scott. Thank you. No one else would have done that for me. Thank you so much." She said as she ran to me and gave me a hug. I wasn't expecting that from her. She held on to my waist tightly and I could feel her tears soaking into my shirt. I don't know how long we were there hugging but the hallways were now empty. She didn't seem like she was letting go anytime soon so I grab her thighs just below her butt, lift her up wrapping her legs around me and carry her. 5 minutes later we arrived at my truck since I had to walk all the way across the parking lot, slower since I had Bree on me and being careful with her since I think she feel asleep. Her grip was loosened and I can hear her faint breathing and feel her chest slowly rise and fall. I got to m my truck and opened the passenger side door and push the seat down so it's laying back and gently put her in and buckle her. I walk to the driver side and drive home. Since it was only 4th period, I figure her mom would get upset that she wasn't at school to we go to my house since no one was there. I go over to Bree, still sleeping, and carry her bridal style into my house and lay her on my bed. Her sleeves got pushed up and I look at her marks. How could someone hurt her? She's so beautiful and fragile. I brush her long blonde hair out of her eyes and go downstairs and watch tv in the living room.

Brianne's P.O.V.

I wake up and didn't even remember falling asleep. I look around and realize I wasn't in my room, but the room across from mine. I recognized this room because it was right outside my window. Why did scott take me home? What about Leslie? What about school? I look at the clock beside his bed and see it was 1:00 pm. I look around his room. The walls were painted a light grey and had a black desk and dresser with a tv on it. His bed has a black blanket on it that I was wrapped up in and there were some clothes laying around on the floor. I untangle myself from the cozy blanket and decide I should try and find my way downstairs. I walk down the stairs and found Scott laying on the couch asleep. I just stand there a look at him, taking in his appearance. His eyes were closed and he looked so comfy and calm. I look around and found a pen and paper and write him a note saying

'thank you for taking care of me and taking me home. I'm sorry I fell asleep and dragging you into this.
P.S. I'm sorry if you get in trouble by Leslie. Thank you though
-Bree'

I leave his house and walk over to mine. It was empty. As usual but something felt off. I shrugged my shoulders, figuring I was just tired and walked up to my room. When I opened my door, Adam was laying on my bed. He had a black eye and blood on his clothes. He nose was swollen and had a busted lip. I internally smile because Scott did that to him. For me. But then I snap back into reality and realize the problem. ADAM IS ON MY BED.