Love In New Jersey

Ch. 2 Meet Mr. Buff

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Yup our cute little baby doll (Max) is going to be played by Troye

Last time...

I finally turned to my locker opening it with a little bit of a struggle by a little I mean having to put my combination and five times before finally getting it. And by that time, the late bell had already rung in the machine in his friends were nowhere to be seen.

Now to the story...

-Max's POV-

Fuck me I must be dreaming I thought to myself as I sat down pretending to take notes as Mr. Perry blabbed on about the Irish coming over in then fighting in the civil war in blah blah blah I don't care about that crap right now.

I rubbed at my chin closing my eyes as I leaned back in my seat looking out the window. Why would some random stranger stick up for me? No one ever did before so why now? Fuck me fuck me fuck me, what have I gotten myself into now.

"Mr. Sanchez?!" I hear someone yell at me, startling me out of my dazing. "Yes, sir?" I ask in an innocent voice, looking up to the front of the class to see the guy from the locker incident standing there. Yeah fuck me I thought to myself. "Would you please raise your hand so Mr. Royal can find his seat in maybe then we can all get back to work?"

I nodded my head in reply raising my hand pointing to the empty seat beside me. I sat in the last row by the window at a two-seater table. Away from everyone else because I wasn't a very talkative person. I had my reason's for that.

Now back to the present, I sunk down in my chair as he slowly walked closer taking the seat beside me. I nodded my head at him in a greeting manner before going back to dazing in doodling in my notebook.

I looked up at the clearing of a throat right by ear making me jump a little at the close approximates. I looked up into the icy blue eyes trying not to sink back any more than I already was. "Hey, baby doll." Is all he said, one of his arms falling over my shoulder, a hand stroking the back of my neck in a soothing manner right over the tattoo no one knew I had.

I repressed the shiver that found its way threw my body before relaxing into his hand, unconsciously, of course. My eyes closed as I lean closer to him, trusting him for some reason even though I don't even know his name.

Opening one of my eyes I looked over at him to see him facing toward the front his right hand taking notes. "Yes, dolly?" He asked under his breath not taking his eyes off of the whiteboard. "Um uh, what's your name if you don't mind me asking?" I asked nervously not wanting to anger him. He looked down at me this time with a smile that showed pretty white and straight teeth with pointed kanines before ruffling my hair, "names Alain." I nodded my head before closing my eyes again relaxing into his hand, mumbling " the names Max."

-Alain's POV-

I don't know what it was about the kid that made me want to protect him, he was like a cute innocent puppy that needed saving from the big bad thunderstorm. He was cute and adorable I'll admit that but he was too shy and innocent to be my type, he reminded me more of a little brother than someone I would date.

But that machine of a guy, hew wee baby I need a long glass of water because I'm feeling thirsty if you know what I mean.

Looking down at Max I see that he had fallen asleep leaning back his head resting against my arm, leaving a smirk on my face as I tilted his head onto my shoulder so he wouldn't have a sore neck later. Thankfully we sat in the back of the classroom, so no one would see him cuddling into my side. With his head on my shoulder, I go back to taking my notes, which seemed to drift more on different subjects then my brain does.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity the bell rung signally the end of the hour. About damn time, I'm starved.

I thought to myself as I gently shook Baby doll. His head falling forward off my shoulder as he drifted awake, revealing the top of a tattoo at the nape of his neck leading down. Hmm, I'll have to ask him about that later I thought to myself as he finally sat up in looking around the classroom to see it empty except us in the teacher who was sitting in his desk staring down at the paper he was now grading.

"Come on baby doll its time to eat lunch," I said standing up in grabbing his hoodie sleeve pulling him along with me as I headed into the hallway going to my locker to drop my stuff off. He followed behind me stumbling in his hazy sleep like state bumping into a guy that looked more buffy in taller then the machine did.

Max only stood there reaching out grabbing the arms of the buff guy to steady himself, eyes still closed as he leaned into the guy. "Um okay sorry about him he's half asleep," I said with an awkward smile pulling Max away from the guy that is officially named buffy.

But unlike the baby doll that I have known since an hour in a half ago he only held onto the muscular arm tighter pulling the arm to his chest in cuddling into it like he had done my shoulder in the classroom. "Uh, baby doll time to wake up your holding onto Mr. Buff's arm there," I said tugging harder on his arm trying to wake him up. "But he smells good!" He mumbled laying his head on the buff. Buff raised an eyebrow looking down at Max with an odd look. But the look turned into a fawn one as he lifted a hand in shook Max's shoulder lightly. "Sveglia il mio piccolo cucciolo." (Wake up my little cub.) He said in a language I couldn't speak. But it woke up Max who looked up at Mr. Buff guy before turning as red as a tomato in ducking his head down out of embarrassment, as he backed away with an apology.

Mr. Buff's eyes followed Max's movements like a hawk before he looked up at me. "Would you guys like to eat lunch with me and my friends...?" He asked in a heavy accent that I think might just be Italian.