Chasing Grant

Prologue ~In Here, I'm The Alpha

A/N I would like to thank @meeeeeeeeeehehdhduc for suggesting the idea for me to write! Don't be a silent reader comment your thoughts. 

Prologue ~In Here, I'm The Alpha 

Sometimes I'm terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts. ~Edgar Allan Poe

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Felix's POV

I leaned up against a wall with my arms folded across my chest my lips settled in a thin line. 'They're getting on my last nerve' I think with a grimace as Jett and Harley bump into me while wrestling with each other. They bump into me once more as Tyrell and Brendan make bets on who will win the little match. 

I let out a huff of annoyance when they -once again- bump into me. Deciding that I've had enough I grab them both by the nape of their necks, right above a pressure point, and pull them apart. "Stop" I growl lowly "It's too early for you two to be acting like children. I didn't get enough sleep last night and God knows what I'll do if you keep bumping into me" I snarl at them with a threatening tone. 

"Well, you would have gotten enough sleep if you weren't banging Alexa all night long" Harley grinned at me mischievously. He went behind Jett and grabbed him by the hips before playfully thrusting his hips into Jett's "Oh Alexa, you're so tight" he moaned teasingly. 

Jett deciding to play along also pushes back and moans loudly. This action caused all eyes on us as people walked up and down the school hallway "FELIX, OOH" Jett exclaimed before I shoved him and Harley to the floor. 

"Fuck. Off" I snarled at them feeling the anger as well as embarrassment flow through my veins. 

Brendan and Tyrell zoned us out the whole time as they continue a conversation they were having. I glared at the onlookers which forced them to look away and continue walking. 

"So, was she any good?" Harley asked as he stood up and dusted himself off. "Maybe, I could have a hit at her and test her out myself" he smirked. 

From behind him Jett shot him a look that Harley obviously couldn't see. Jett stood up too and played along with his happy go lucky charade. "Yeah, how tight was she" Jett asked while throwing an arm around Harley's shoulders. 

Anyone in a two mile radius can see that Jett liked Harley well except for Harley himself. So to throw Jett a bone I said, "Nah, she wasn't any good. She moaned like a cow that's about to be slaughtered and she didn't have any skill giving head" I answered which wasn't a complete lie. 

No one would be good enough to me, no one except for him.   

Harley's smirk fell before he groaned "Well that sucks I haven't gotten laid that even J.J here looks fuckable" he scoffed before settling on pouting. 

J.J was our nickname for Jett since his full name was Jett Jackson, but no one is allowed to call him J.J except us and his momma of course. 

"And what's wrong with me, huh" J.J said challengingly. 

"Nothing man, I was just saying that I haven't gotten any that even I might consider fucking you" Harley exclaimed back at him. 

"And you wouldn't consider that before" J.J said faking hurt. Despite him liking Harley they were both huge rivals they fought and bickered about everything, and then the next second they were best friends....it was confusing. 

"Hell no man, you're my best friend" Harley said, unintentionally friendzoning Jett. 

'Ouch, that's got to sting' I think to myself and judging the look on J.J's face it did. 'Well this is awkward' I think before slipping away from them.