The Hooded Beauty

Saved Your Ass- Part 2

*Previously: Then, someone starts laughing.
Wait
I know that laugh.*

I wriggle my arms to get to the head hole and then peep through it looking like an idiot.
"Jace, I thought you left?" I exclaimed tired of being embarrassed by this guy.
"I did" he says confidently
I sigh, What now?
Don't kick someone when they're down. I just want to go home.
"I went to find you something to change into" he explains.
I'm shocked and look back through the heavy dribbling peephole. He's holding up some shorts and a... a hoodie.
He's actually found a hoodie for me to wear.
My mouth drops to the floor.
I force my entire head through the head hole (with the hood on, of course) and make my way over to him. Waddling.
He walks over to the changing rooms and opens the door for me.
Because my arms are stuck in the hoodie.
I basically look like a penguin.
I walk through thanking him. He puts the clothes on my shoulder and closes the door.

Then I begin the task of getting these clothes off me.
I wriggle and jump around and after 15 minutes I'm finally free.
I grab the towel he gave me.. I didn't even notice he gave me one. I think I was in awe at the fact he got me a hoodie.
I'm all dry.
I change into the clothes.
They are huge on me.
They also smell like a dude, I like this smell.
It's nice.
The shorts are practically falling off me. I pull the string as tight as they'll go and make a loop.
Hood up.
Head down.
Now, to my locker to get my stuff.
I grab my wet clothes with one hand and hold my trainers in the other and begin the trek to my locker barefooted.
I open the door and begin to walk out
Someone clears their throat.
"You look kind of good in my clothes" he says.
I knew I recognised that smell.
"I'm sorry, you didn't have to lend me your clothes, you could of just gone to lost and found, or just let me wear the wet clothes, I'll wash them and get them back to you tonight. Thank you so much it means so much..." I trail off but he stops me by covering my mouth.
"Shut up blabber mouth." He laughs.
I begin to smile
"Let me take you home" he says
"Are you asking or telling me?" I say boldly
He hands me my bag and just says "Telling"
We start walking to the car park.
"I can drive myself home yanno"
"Where's the courtesy in that?" he explains, trying his hardest to be a gentleman.
"You're Jace Nash, when have you ever shown courtesy?"
"There's a first for everything blabber mouth"
I'm rendered speechless again.
Why does he always manage to do that?
I just follow him. I don't even know where we're going.
We're walking so close to each other. But it doesn't feel weird. It feels natural.
We get to his bike.
"No way. I am not getting on that death trap!"
He hands me a helmet
"Get on. Don't be pussy"
I'm not a pussy
But I am stubborn
"No"
"Yes"
"I'll just drive myself home"
"You were told not to drive"
"No I wasn't"
"Yes, you was. They told you not to. Did you not listen?"
I was staring at you the whole time, blocking everything else out.

I give up arguing. I'm so tired.
I put the helmet on
He looks so proud
He gets on the bike so easily.
Me? Nope. I throw a leg up. Doesn't reach. Throw a leg up again. Nothing. This bike is so high up. I'm on 5'4. Leg again. Nah. Again. Ain't happening. He's laughing at me.
He gets off the bike. Then he does something I think neither of us expected he'd do.

He. Picked. Me. Up.
Am I five?
He lifted me with ease.
So now my chubby ass is on the back of this bike.
My anxiety is sky high.
He gets on.
"Hold on"
I'm confused. Feeling around the bike
"Where's the handles?" I mutter
He grabs my arms and pulls them around his waist.
"There is no handles. You need to hold onto me" he explains. Then starts the engine.
"I don't think so, I'll be fine. I won't hold on" I begin to protest. I loosen my arms around him about to move them..
Then he jets off.
I cling to him.
Like my life depends on it.
I feel him chuckling.
Stupid butthead.
As he leaves the school premises. He decides to speed up.
I shut my eyes, hoping it will make it better but it doesn't so I just open them again.
Think of happy things Kady.
Shit, I can't.
Get me home in one piece Jace Nash.
I lean my head against him and sigh. I stare at his back the whole time, not daring to watch the world whizz passed me.
Before I know it. I'm in my driveway.
He cuts the engine.
Puts the bike stand down.
Takes off his helmet.
And tries to move off his bike. Keyword there was 'tries', I'm still clinging to him. He laughs and puts his hand on mine. It's soft and warm.
I snap back to reality and jolt back. Realising I was infact cuddling into him.. for safety.
I fall off the bike and wait for impact.
He catches me.
Catches me so easily.
He puts my feet back firmly on the ground and chuckles.
"You always were very clumsy Lincoln"
I don't even know what to say.
Before I can say anything.

"Jace, what are you doing here. Never mind, comes in. You need to go to an urgent task right now!!" Theodore says abruptly.

"Yes boss" Jace chimes and follows my dad quickly without even looking back.

Boss?
Jace works for my dad?!
I need to find out what this mission is.