vans pov
when we finally arrived at m&s, and y/n and i have had an intense stare down in the review mirror, larry parks and we walk inside. i notice a teenage boy, around y/n's age, loitering around the entrance and where you get your cart.
i see him smile and wave at y/n. they must know each other because i see her grin and wave back. it didn't really bother me until he winked at her and turned away. this made me angry. i turn around and glare at him. he looks at me and raises an eyebrow, and then he turns away again, looking unbothered.
i look at y/n,
"who was that? a friend from school?"
she nods and looks up at me,
"that's daniel. he sits next to me during biology. he also works at the coffee shop with me on rare occasions. why? someone jealous?" she giggles at me.
i shoot her a look,
"no," i say blandly and look down.
while we walk around m&s, i keep seeing this stupid daniel kid shopping as well. eventually, he calls out to y/n,
"hey, y/n!" he whisper-yells.
she smiles and walks over to him.
i follow close behind,
"what's up? this is van, larry's best friend. he basically lives with us," she tells him.
he has a disappointed expression as he glares at me,
"hi," he says with no emotion.
i give him a small nod,
"so, y/n, what are you up to later? you down for netflix and chill?" he smirks at her.
she giggles and blushes.
i seethe with rage,
"she isn't. she has a boyfriend," i say through my teeth.
she looks up at me in confusion,
"so?" he asks,
"so that means she's not. fucking. down," i raise my voice,
"van, chill," she says,
"whatever," daniel mumbles, rolling his eyes.
he whispers something to y/n before walking off,
"what the hell was that? i don't have a boyfriend. and you didn't need to protect me like that! i can handle things myself," she scoffed.
i lean down, putting my hands on my upper thighs, coming close to her ears,
"you're mine, y/n. only i can have you," i whisper with a devilish grin on my face.
i grab her wrist and squeeze it tightly,
"fucking. mine," i let go and push her wrist back to her.
i stand up, crossing my arms.
y/n looks up at me with furrowed eyebrows, breathing at a fast pace,
"wha-" she starts,
"let's go!" larry shouts from across the store.
