Self-Control (BxB) *on hold*

Chapter 2: Why me?!

Giovanni's POV

I couldn't think straight.

Everything the teacher was saying just seemed like jiberrish to me. I couldn't stop thinking about him.

Darn. I could feel my cheeks heat up at the memory of his lips on my skin.

His lips. Gahhhh

Giovanni you need to calm yourself, relax and pay attention.

I tried to put my attention back to the lesson but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get him out of my head.

I mean why all of a sudden he decides to talk to me. I've noticed his intense stares before, I'm actually used to it. But this is the first time he's ever made a move.

To be honest, I was crushing on Blake for a while. I didn't expect to get anything out of my crushing though! He is the alphas son, why would he be interested in a small, awkward guy like me.

I shook my hair out my face, and adjusted my glasses. I stared at the clock. There was only 15 minutes left of math, but it sure did seem way longer.

When the bell finally rang, signaling class was over. I stood up grabbing my stuff. Awkwardly brushing against people as I made my way out the door.

I swear people in this school did not know how to walk. I giggled to myself at that thought.

Errgh, why am I such a dork?!

I sped walked my way to my locker, bumping into a few people here and there, but soon I finally got to my destination.

There was someone there. Not just anyone though.

It was Blake.

Blake was at my locker.

I slowed down. Standing in front of my locker. I bit my lip nervously as I used my combination to unlock my locker.

"Hey Vanni." His deep, raspy voice said as he leaned on the locker next to mine.

I quickly looked up, having my eyes meet his intense hazel-green eyes. I couldn't help myself. I quickly glanced at his lips to see him playing with his piercing. I blushed deeply and turned back to my locker.

"Um hii Blake." I mumbled quietly, as I got my stuff for art class.

"Here let me hold that for you." He said as he grabbed my folders from me. His hands are so big.....

No no no. Giovanni stop it. I shook my hair out my face and nervously smiled at him. I closed my locker ready to walk to my next period.

He held his hand out in front of me.

Why is he holding his hand out, maybe he wants to hold my hand?? Nooo why would he want to hold my hand. Maybe he's motioning for me to lead the way??

I was pulled out of my thoughts, when a large warm hand grasped mine. I gasped. His hand like shocked me! They were like pleasure shocks. Oh god, who knew holding his hand could feel so good.

I looked up at him. His eyes were dark.

Maybe he felt them to? Or maybe he's mad at me? I don't want him to be mad at me.

Gahhh I think too much.

I mustered up a bit of courage, and attempted to smile confidently at him.

I'm pretty sure I looked constipated.

He smirked back at me. Walking towards the art room. My hand in his.

Is this how it feels to have a boyfriend? I mean I wouldn't know I've never had one.

Wait.....Why are we holding hands. We aren't even dating!!

I tried to remove my hand from his.

He stopped walking. His grip on my hand tight. Preventing me from letting go.

It was so fast, it took me a minute to comprehend what happened.

One minute I was trying to remove my hand from his, the next I was closely pressed against him. My back to his front. One of his arms wrapped around my waist. My head was pulled back by his other hand. Revealing my neck to him.

His breath was coming out in short breaths, tickling my neck making me whimper quietly.

My neck was always sensitive.

"You are mine." He said. "Don't ever try that again!" He sternly whispered in my ear.

I should be scared.

But I'm not.

Instead I'm insanely turned on.

What the fuck is wrong with me!

"Oka-ayy Blake." I stuttered as he started sucking on the side of my neck. I need to stop this.

I'm not that close to my heat, it's at least 2 weeks from now. So I don't understand why Blake is acting like this.

When a female wolf is in heat the unmated wolfs go crazy with desire, wanting to knot them.

Now I'm no female, but for some reason I have to go into heat too. My mom just says I'm "The good kind of special."

Yeah sure.

"Blake! We are going to be late!" I exclaimed. That seemed to snap him out of his haze of desire.

He quickly backed away from me. His eyes were yellow. He closed his eyes, then reopened them. Without another word he handed my stuff to me, kissed me on the cheek then went the other direction.

Um okay?

I looked down. Of course I would have a hard-on. I groaned.

Damn you Blake. Damn you and your hotness!