You're perfect...for us

Chapter 3

Azazel

'Why did I apologize to him? I never, in all these years, have apologized to an omega for how I treated them!' I thought to myself as I walked down the halls. 'And why him of all people?! Why did I apologize to him?! Isn't it already enough that he walks around here flaunting his beauty over all the other omegas?' I stopped at the first bathroom I saw. I went inside and locked myself in the last stall before leaning against the wall and taking a few deep breathes to clear my head. I decided that a smoke would probably be good right now. I stood on the toilet and opened the small window towards the top of the wall. As I did so, I peaked outside and saw Xavier sitting behind the bleachers. 'I wonder what he's doing there.' I thought to myself. I decided to investigate as I put out my smoke and make my way outside.

I slowly crept around the side of the building, only peaking my head around the corner to see him. My eyes slightly widened when I noticed he had Zayn sitting in his lap. It looked like the omega was asleep and I could hear Xavier softly humming. 'Why do I get this feeling I want to be in either of their positions right now? Am I jealous of the omega on his lap, or am I jealous of him holding that omega? Why?! Why am I suddenly having these thoughts and feelings?!'

"I know you're there", Xavier said in his deep, but soft voice.

I flinched and froze in place.

"Azazel, just come out. I know you're around the corner no matter how quiet you try to make your heart or your breathing", Xavier said, looking at the corner I was hiding behind now.

I walk, rather timidly, out of what I thought was a good hiding place, to go and stand a few feet away from Xavier and Zayn.

"How did you know I was there?" I asked Xavier nervously.

"I don't know if you know this but you have a habit of shuffling your feet when you are nervous", Xavier told me as he looked at me with a smirk.

I looked down at my feet to see that I was, in fact, shuffling them. I planted them firmly and looked away, blushing slightly before I said, "yeah, whatever."

He chuckled and looked back down to Zayn, asleep in his lap. "Why are you so hateful to him?" he asked turning his attention to me, yet again.

I looked at my feet, trying not to feel intimidated. It's not like he used a harsh tone with me, but something about his aura right now made me want to back down and submit to him. And I absolutely hated it. I am an alpha, dammit! I shouldn't want to submit to another alpha! But there was just something about him. Maybe it was because he was going to be the future alpha of our pack. Yes, that's got to be it.

"Honestly, I do not know. It is just because of the way he makes me feel. I don't like it" I answer him, still looking at my feet.

He gives me a confused look, "what do you mean the way he makes you feel?"

I look away, trying to stop the blush from spreading on my cheeks, "I don't like the way he makes me feel like I belong. I don't like the sense of security he gives me. I don't like feeling like I should protect him. I don't like these strange feelings."

Xavier chuckles in that deep, sexy way he doesn't even realize he does, "Come here."

He holds his hand out to me. I look at him baffled for a moment before I take his hand, reluctantly, and walk closer to the two. I slowly sit next to him, about a foot away from him. He reaches out and pulls me closer by my waist. I give a little yelp and look away, face as red as a tomato. I hide my face in my hands and turn away, leaning my back again him. He made me feel a strange sense of safeness, just like the little omega. I don't like it, but I am so tired of fighting it.

"Look at him, he wouldn't hurt a fly. Don't let those feeling make you do something you will regret", Xavier said as he ran a hand through Zayn's hair, slowly sliding his other hand behind mine to pull them away from my face.

I looked into his cyan eyes with my green ones as he continued to speak.

"You are not a bad person Azazel. Look at you. People find you hot, first off. With the light tan skin, the freckles, the black hair and those green eyes. I mean your attitude isn't the best, no matter how hot you are, but that can be worked on. You just really need someone on your side. Someone you can let in and call a friend. Why don't you let that be us? Zayn and I have been friends for a long time, so I personally know that he is a good person who cares about the people in his life. He will do all he can to make them happy. Plus, he doesn't express it because he is nice to everyone, but he could really use more friends. And I mean actual friends, not acquaintances. People he can actually depend on. And I think if you try, that could be you."

I look down at my lap and think over what he said. 'Do I even want to try to get close to anyone? That has always ended badly in the past. Why am I even here right now?' These are the thoughts running through my head right now. I still cannot get the blush off my face. Suddenly, Zayn starts to stir and wake up in Xavier's lap, which draws both our attention to him.