Over-Protected (Wesley Stromberg fanfiction)

She wasn't a mistake

-2 days later- 
        I have had no more calls from the unknown caller and I was please because Drew, Keaton and Wes are going out but I'm didn't feel good so I wanted to stay home.
        "I don't feel comfortable leaving you home alone," Drew said.
        "Drew I haven't gotten those calls in two days. I'm fine," I said.
        "You never know you said that he or they are always watching today could be the day they do something," Drew said.
        "I know but you need to go out and enjoy life," I said.
        "I'll stay behind. I don't mind because I didn't really want to go anyways," Wes said.
        "Stromberg you do anything, you are dead," Drew said very strictly. 
        "She's sick," Wes said defensively 
        Drew just rolled his eyes and walked out with Keaton.
        "Be back by midnight. Don't wait up." Drew said shutting the door.
        "You hungry Princess?" Wes asked.
        All the boys called me Princess. As they say "I'm Emblem3's little princess,"
        "Not really but thanks," I said.
        Wes nodded. 
        My phone buzzed and I was about to get up and get it but Wes got it and handed it to me.
        "Thanks again," I said.
        "No problem," He said.
        I looked and it was Instagram notifications.
        "It's instagram," I said.
        "Awesome," Wes said annoyed.
        Probably because  he found out that I posted that picture on my Instagram.
        "You still mad at me for that pic?" I asked.
        "Yea but that's not the reason why I'm annoyed," Wes said.
        I was about to asked why he was annoyed when I saw several hate comments.
        "@Allyson_Chadwick, Stay away from Wes. He is mine. I don't care if you Drew's little sister. You're ugly! And I hate you!" 
        And
        "You shouldn't have done that @Allyson_Chadwick you messed with his great hair. I hate you and stay away from Wes! And I agree you are ugly"
        Then the only comment that I saw that wasn't hate was this one.
        "@Allyson_Chadwick, haha that's is a funny picture. I love seeing this. You are gorgeous ignore the hate. They just be jelly because you hang out with the boys and you are Drew's little sister," 
        I followed her and replied to her with this;
        "@I'm_an_Emblem_Forever Thanks a lot and no worries about the hate. Nothing I'm not used to and yeah they just be jelly. haha and you are really pretty too," 
        Within seconds she replied back,
        "Omg! @Allyson_Chadwick I can't believe you followed nad replied to me. thanks so much<3," 
        I just smiled and put my phone down. 
        "Hey Wes can I see your phone?" I asked.
        "Sure," He said throwing his phone to me.
        I typed in her instagram name and Wes is now following her. If I remember I'm gonna get Drew and Keaton to do it too. 
        "Thanks," I said.
        'Why did you need my phone?" Wes asked.
        "Following this chick who was the only one I saw that didn't send me hate," I said.
        "You want something to drink? I want you to fell better under my care" Wes asked.
        Wes is one of the sweetest guys I have ever met in my entire life.
        "No, I actually feel good. I just didn't want to go clubbing," I said.
        "You little liar," Wes said.
        "No, if I didn't say that Drew would have made me go and I didn't want to go," I said.
        "True," He said.
        "But thanks for being sweet," I said kissing his check. 
        "Anytime Princess," He said looking into my eyes.
        His eyes are gorgeous. I love them.
        He put his thumb underneath my chin and pulled me closer to him and the next thing I know his lips were on mine.
I should have pulled away. I knew that I needed to pull away but I couldn't. The kiss was magical and everything that you want in a kiss. Right before it got too intense Wes pulled away.
        "Shit! I shouldn't have done that. That was a mistake a really big one," Wes said leaving.
        What just happened? Wes kissed me and then just said that?
        That kiss was so powerful that I know he felt it too. But he was leading me on. I shouldn't have let him kiss me.
        "Hey Princess, you feel better?" Drew asked coming in
        "Yeah," I lied.
        In fact I felt anymore worse.
        I didn't want Drew to find out about the kiss.
        Wes' POV: I can't believe I just kissed Ally then told her that it was a mistake. It was far from a mistake. It was the best thing I have done. I really like Ally. I'm pretty sure she likes me too or well now liked me. I keep doing this too her. First at the club and now this. Shit! I have ruined everything haven't I?
        "I'm a fucking idiot," I said punching a wall.
        "FUCK!" I said as pain shot through my hand.
        "What's wrong?" Drew asked.
        "Just punched the wall and I think I broke my hand," I said.
        "Why?" Drew asked shaking his head.
        "I got mad at myself," I said.
        "Come on. I will take you to the Hospital," Drew said.
        We walked downstairs and Ally was sitting on the couch talking to Keaton. She has always been close with Keaton.
        "What happened?" She gasped.
        "I punched a wall," I said.
        "Why? Please don't tell me it ways because of Kendall?" Keaton asked.
        "It was," I said.
        Ally looked at Keaton then to me. She had a confused looked. She doesn't know that Kendall is my ex.
        Ally's POV: Whose Kendall?" I asked Keaton after they left.
        "Wes' ex. They dated for about two years. Wes broke up with her because they were going different ways. She didn't take it too well. She stated rumors that Wes cheated on her and all this stuff," Keaton said. 
        "Oh," I said.
        But I know that Wes wouldn't have let no girl affect him like that. I know that Wes would have thought that she was a bitch and forgot about her. There is something else bugging him.
        "Keater, Can I tell you something but you gotta promise not to tell my brother?" I asked.
        "I promise Allygirl," Keaton said.
        "I-I like Wes," I said.
        "Oh that? I know that," I said.
        "Wait you do? Does Drew know?" I asked worried.
        "I do, but Drew doesn't if he did he would have say something about it already," He said.
        "Wes knows I like him because we kinda kiss tonight," I said.
        "What?! Dude Drew is gonna flip his shit if he finds out," Keaton said.
        "I know it just kinda happened," I said.
        "WE CANT LET DREW FOUND OUT!" Keaton said shaking his head.
        Then the doorbell rung. Keaton got up and answered it shaking his head.
       "Where's my bitch at?" The person asked.
        "What?" Keaton asked.
        "Jennifer!" I said.
        "There she is," She said.
        "What are you doing here?" I asked.
        "Staying with y'all. Your brother already knows about it." She said.
        "Sweet, I gotta tell you stuff." I said leading her to my room.
        "Where's Drew?" She asked.
        "Hospital. Wes punched a wall," I said.
        "Why?" She asked.
       "Don't know," I said.
        Her mouth opened when she seen my room.
        "This. Room. Is. Beast!" She said.
        "I know. But what I'm about to tell you you can not tell anyone especially Drew," I started.
        I told her about the mysterious calls and text from Starbucks from Ryder from the club and tonight.
        "We all know Wes. He wouldn't punch a wall over a girl like her. He would call her a slut and forget about her. There has too be another reason," She said.
        "That's what I said," I agreed.
        "Maybe he punched a wall because he told you that kissing you was a mistake," She suggested.
        "No, because he knows Drew would kill him if he thought that way towards me," I replied.
        "Is that the troll I hear?' Drew asked coming in.
        "Me? A troll? You got that backwards boy," She said hugging him.
        "Drew, did you hear anything of what we were talking about?" I asked.
        "No, why? Girl stuff?" Drew asked.
        "Yea," I said going downstairs to look for Wes.
        I walked into the kitchen and found him drinking a beer. I seen his hand was in a wrap cast thing.
        "How long?" I asked.
        "A month" Wes said.
        Regret filled his eyes and his voice.
        Regret about what?"