Me and George made amendments last night even though I told him not to come to my place he still did. To apologise. Saying he didn't mean to hurt me, with rain dripping down from his hair and down his face. I texted his parents saying he was gonna be with me tonight. They weren't happy but I couldn't let him walk through the rain. My step dad turned the central heating on for him. I told him to lay in my bed. He stripped his clothes off and I threw them into the tumble dryer. My parents trusted me more than his did so they didn't mind if I had the door closed to talk about why he went to go get high. The night consisted of snuggling. Keeping him close. Close to me. Close to my heart.
You saw my boyfriend waiting for me outside the school and see me kiss him and we wait for the bus to town. He has his arms around my waist with me pulled against is chest. I felt safe. Until I saw you staring at us whilst you were waiting with Josh and Simon. You boarded the bus and sat right at the top in the back and we sat in top deck in the middle. I told him all about you. It was hard convincing him to stay sat down because he wanted to beat you down so badly. But you gave me ride yesterday so I put my head on his shoulder and talked to him to take his mind off you.
Josh got up and pressed the button for his stop and spat at us as he walked past. George stood up in anger but I stood in front of him holding him back from giving Josh what he needed.
"George, if you hit him then they're getting what they want. They want you to to be pissed off just sit with me," I take his hand and squeeze it tight. He played with my hair as I messed with his hands.
You didn't get off at your stop. Which probably meant you were coming to town. And I was right. We saw you later on with Mia and Simon was with a girl called Talia who was in my PE class. You smirk at George trying to provoke him but we walked on. I wasn't going to let him beat your ass, for his sake. He argued about it with me but I told him that you have no life and nothing better to do than to pick on me. He said he wished he could do something about it. He hated what you were doing to me. I draped his arm around my shoulders, my arm around his waist and my temple resting against his rib cage.
We weren't going to let you ruin our time.
