Juvie Lovers

05: Kisses And Glares

05: Kisses And glares.

Paige

I gasped as I saw the state just in. What the hell happened to him?

I stood up and made my way towards him. He rolled his eyes and walked past me. He sat on his mattress with both his legs out.

How the hell did he get those bruises? I mean obviously he was in a fight but he wasn't in the cafeteria. So where was he?

"You're hurt." I told him.

"No shit Sherlock." he says sarcastically.

"You're hurt and I need to help you." I said and made my way towards him.

He put his hands up to stop me and sat on his mattress. "No. I don't need your help."

"You know, being stubborn won't help. I'm helping you. End of story." I told him. I went to my mattress and sat down.

"How can you help when you don't even have like a first aid? And don't bother asking here cos they wo-" he started but i cut him off.

"Oh Derek dear. You have such little faith in me. Never fear when Paige is here." I told him as I lifted my jacket off the floor.

I searched my pockets but couldn't find anything. I know I have it somewhere here.

"What are you looking for?" he asked.

"Don't worry. I have it here somewhere. Shit!" I cursed. Where the hell is it?

"You don't have to stress. I'll be fine. I'm used to it." he shrugged it off. Used to it. Meaning he fights daily?

"Wait! I think I know....." I trailed off and pulled my pants down but his hands stopped me. I looked at him questioningly.

"What are you doing?" he asked but his voice was deeper, huskier and sexier.

"Getting the things to clean your cuts. What do you think I'm doing genius?" I asked with some sass. I tried pulling it down again but he stopped me.

I groaned and watched as he visibly gulped, "What the hell now? "

"Now why the fuck are you undressing?" he asked looking at my legs.

"Just let me do what I do best." I said as I hit his hand away.

I pulled my pants down revealing my very short shorts. My legs were bare and my spaghetti strap shirt covered it. That's why no knee saw it.

I scratched in my back pockets and I found it.

"Aha! Found it. "I said excitedly.

We heard footsteps and looked at each other with wide eyes. Whoever is coming, is so going to get the wrong idea.

I pulled my shirt down so they don't see the shorts.

" What the hell are you kids doing?" the fat officer asked in horror.

"I'm.. Um.. I mean... we're... um making out?" That came out of my mouth. Stupid mouth.

He looked at us, sighed and left. I breathed out a sigh of relief. I looked at Derek to see that he's smirking.

"Making out? You couldn't come up with anything better?" he asked that stupid smirk still on his face.

"What ever now come here." I told him. He gave me a look that says 'like hell I'm coming to you'.

I sighed and moved towards him. I sat on the mattress next to him but couldn't get to his face. I sat on my knees in front of him, then crossed my legs but I still couldn't reach his face properly.

I breathed out an aggravated sigh and felt hands on my waist. I looked down to see his hands there. He lifted me up so that I was on his lap, my feet going around his hips and his hand still on my waist.

"Better, babe?" he questioned.

"Um yeah, sure, okay. Let's get started." I said in a rush. Now a days whenever I'm near him,my mind goes fuzzy and I can't think straight.

Like now, my heart is beating so fast because if our close proximity. I can feel his breath on my neck and I can feel his strong gaze on my face. There are butterflies, no a zoo in my stomach and I'm trying to fight the feeling away. "Where did you even get hurt?" i asked curiously.

"And that's your business?" he said angrily.

I ignored it and continued, "Whatever, Just know that I will find out. Somehow." he ignored me.

I took the only wet wipe I have. You know the ones you get at restaurants after you done eating, that was all I had. I wiped the blood from the top of his head and by his cheek. There was small scratches here and there but he still managed to look hot.

I had to take plasters I always keep on me for backup out of my back pocket. I lifted myself up a bit which kind of caused me to grind against him. I heard him growl and his hold on me tightened. Like he was holding himself back.

I took out two plasters and put one on his head and one on his cheek.

"There. Must you always be so stubborn? I mean it would be easier if you just listened to -" I got cut off by someone's lips on mine.

Derek Clark's lips....

Derek

What the hell am I doing? I wanted to pull back but I couldn't.

The first time I heard her was when she came in the cell. She was crying and encouraging herself to stay strong.

What I thought about telling her was 'get used to it' and ' get over it'. But I didn't.

Then she made the phone call and I knew she didn't do what she was charged for which was probably murder. Then she spoke on the phone to a Sean. I don't know what Sean she's talking about but she made a promise to kill him. I hated her less then.

Then when I came in earlier, the look on her face. I never even thought that she cared. Then I didn't hate her at all. I don't.

I want to grab her. Hold her. She makes me feel things I haven't felt. She makes me want to take her in the spot. But that will always be impossible. She makes me feel warm inside. I want to love and protect and care for her. I don't know if she'll let me in.

I couldn't take it anymore. Watching her lips move. I wanted to taste it. Her. I wanted to feel a connection. So I didn't think twice before I grabbed and kissed her.

Her lips were soft and cold against my warm ones. She was frozen for what seemed like forever and me waiting for her to respond and she did. She kissed me back and I sucked on her bottom lip then licked on it asking for entrance. I felt her hands snake around my neck and my grip on her waist tightened as I pulled her closer. She gave in to me and our tongues fought for dominance. In the end I obviously won and smirked against her lips. Our kiss soon ended up in a make out session as I trailed hot kisses down her neck. She tensed when I got to a spot right where her shoulder and neck met. Her sweet spot. I sucked there and hearing her soft moans makes me madder. And wanting her more.

So I pull away for air. We're both panting like crazy and I close my eyes for a minute.

When I open them I find her looking at me.

"Did that just happen?" She asked breathless.

"Yes. And I don't know why I did that." I said.

She looked at me, got up and put her orange pants on.

She then lays on her mattress, her head looking uncomfortable so I take it and put it on my lap.

"Sleep, baby. You're tired." I tell her. She offers a small smile and I give a small smile back. Her smile grows wider and she closes her eyes.

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