Blood Bound (h.s.)

4. Baths Are A Girl's BFF

4. Baths Are A Girl's BFF

I sighed when the bell rang to dismiss us all from school. I knew I was gonna see Liam because he was my ride home, plus I definitely had some words to say to him.

I went to my locker and put some notebooks away, and I suddenly felt a very warm pair of hands on my hips. I rolled my eyes at the familiar smell of sandalwood and citrus.

He pressed his lips to my hair and mumbled, "I'm sorry."

I tried to shrug him off, but he slid his arms around me, pulling me against his chest.

Liam nuzzled my ear, his lips grazing them. "Kelsey, I'm sorry," he said again.

I sighed and rolled my eyes again, but this time at myself. I was such a wuss. I would always get so mad but I could never stay that mad at Liam.

"For?" I questioned, closing my locker.

He let me go, realizing I wasn't going to walk away, so I was able to turn around and look up at my scruffy boy. I wanted so badly to ran my fingers along his jaw, but I was still mad at him. Just... not as mad as earlier.

His hands found their way to my hips again, rubbing warms circles into them. "For being a jealous idiot," he admitted.

"And?" I egged on.

"And... for being inconsiderate of the new kid's feelings," he finished.

"And...?" I egged again, crossing me arms and giving him a pointed look.

He sighed. "And... for trying to control you. I know how much you hate it, and I normally catch myself. But just, having him around you like that, with the way he looks at you? I can't help but want to keep a hold of what's mine," he explained, pulling my hips closer to his.

He looked down at me with those gorgeous brown eyes of his, and my icy heart melted. I just couldn't stay mad at him. He made it so damn hard to be. Plus, I didn't want to be mad. To be honest, I wanted to be fucked. I had my fine ass boyfriend right in front of me ready to take me home, and here I was standing in front of him all mad.

Wasn't I a dumb bitch?

I reached my hand up and touched his  jaw, and his tensed body relaxed. He knew I wasn't mad anymore, and he leaned his face further into my hand.

"I forgive you," I said quietly, my eyes searching his face. Sometimes I forgot how greatly our features contrasted, noticing my brown hand against his tan, but much lighter, skin.

A smile stretched across his pink lips. "Thank you."

I smiled back. "Of course, Li. Besides, the only place I want you to control me is in your bedroom," I teased, trailing my fingers down the back of his neck. "How do you feel about taking me there?"

A deep chuckle resonated within his chest, and he gave me a nod before bending down and capturing my lips with his. As he pulled away, he said, "Yeah, I think I can do that."

He grabbed my hand, and we began walking toward the exit of the school.

"You do know that I'll still be hanging out with Harry though, right?" I told Liam as we made it over to his truck.

"Well, he's your partner for a project the only 'hanging out' y'all will be doing better be school related," Liam proclaimed, opening the passenger door for me.

I hopped in, tossing my bag on the floor. "So bossy. Sounds a little controlling to me," I said, tapping my chin.

He rolled his eyes and closed my door. He skirted the front of the truck and hopped into it, tossing his bag in the back. Closing the door, he shoved his key in the ignition, turning it and letting the truck warm up.