1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Mine (94)

Word count: 3108

I wish I had a normal bully.

You know. Shove me in lockers. Make fun of me you know the normal things.

When drawing my bully card. I got Max.

I feel his hand grab me by my neck stopping me only to see his Brown eyes.

"Sup ass." He says placing a hand on my head and turning to him.

He doesn't hesitate to kiss me slightly roughly.

This shocks me even though I was used to it.

I look away the moment he pulls away blushing.

He only sighs before turning my head to him again and kissing me softly.

It's only when he takes the time to kiss me softly holding my head in place and I finally give in by wrapping my arms around his head.

He then pulls away. Before thumping me in the center of my head.  I cover my head.

"It won't happen again. Piss cake." He says and I blush more.

"What did you bring me for lunch?" He says meanly.

"Uh, well I made shrimp pasta, garden salad and chicken." I say and he thumps me again.

"Look brat, I get it you wanna be cute and all but if you make big meals I'll have to eat them cold and it'll be gross."

I try to pretend it didn't hurt but stupidly I did.

"Did I say you could leave?" He says and I blush stopping and walking toward him again.

But he only softly lifts my chin up with his thumb and index finger and I look into his eyes.

They were softer and he only sighs using his sleeve to whipe my eyes.

"Stop crying. Or I'll stick my tongue down your throat." He says and I pull back before realizing what I had done.

The second I do he frowns.

"Wait I'm;" He only narrows his eyes on me and I begin to sweat.

"I'll see you at lunch." He says and I drop my head.

*

Why do I do these things? I think rushing to the outside where we usually ate away from prying eyes. Even though he didn't have a problem doing everything he wanted in front of the school.

My speed walk becomes a run as I check the time. Five minutes past.

He's gonna kill me.

Why couldn't I just feed him and then leave.

But the moment I see him he glares at me and I stop.

"I'm sorry!" I tell him and he grabs my cheek.

"Why were you late?" He asks and I look down.

"I;" I start.

"You piss me off sometimes!" He says and he doesn't even go to kiss me.

Not as a punishment or a greeting.

I really didn't like it when he was mad at me.

I only begin to cry.

"I'm sorry!" I tell him and he doesn't try to consult me at first. But soon he sits back against the tree and opens his arms for me.

I put the bag down before placing my head into his chest and him pull me down onto his lap.